<?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-37179063</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:40:55.497+08:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='Surveys'/><category term='College'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Technology'/><category term='photography'/><category term='food'/><category term='Family'/><category term='books'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Lomo'/><category term='Quizzes'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='biolab'/><category term='Art'/><category term='school'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Pisay'/><category term='Dorm'/><category term='Intel'/><category term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Maisie Belle Shoots...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-8585648817577816069</id><published>2008-08-17T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:19:59.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisiebelleshoots.tumblr.com"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-8585648817577816069?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8585648817577816069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8585648817577816069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1243350797770781064</id><published>2008-08-17T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:10:06.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>On New Blogs and Rekindling my Love Affairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SKgimtanx9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/fsD4BZvQrL0/s1600-h/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SKgimtanx9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/fsD4BZvQrL0/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235472615239829458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet &lt;a href="http://chicclinic.blogspot.com"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;p&gt;I love her. And she’s a medical student! To go to med school and still have that love affair with fashion? I wish I could do that too!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I want to raid her closet! XP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am very happy to announce that I now have a Tumblr account. I will be posting my blog entries there from now on. But I will still link the entries to this blog. =]&lt;/p&gt;It's still under construction, but feel free to check it &lt;a href="http://maisiebelleshoots.tumblr.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1243350797770781064?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1243350797770781064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1243350797770781064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-new-blogs-and-rekindling-my-love.html' title='On New Blogs and Rekindling my Love Affairs'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SKgimtanx9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/fsD4BZvQrL0/s72-c/DSC_0045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-4808971094084181076</id><published>2008-08-17T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T10:54:50.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>I Need More of These Happy Moments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: Ready for the Floor (Live) - Duffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who snagged a gorgeous Petro Zillia jacket on sale. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's black, double-breasted and biker-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*happy sound*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second Org Chem exam wasn't so bad. I understand the questions now. Haha. XP Only problem is, I dunno how to answer them. &gt;.&lt; But it's getting better eh? At least now I understand the questions... XP I am hoping (desperately) that I'll be able to answer the questions come the third exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-4808971094084181076?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4808971094084181076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4808971094084181076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-need-more-of-these-happy-moments.html' title='I Need More of These Happy Moments...'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5029836088204400657</id><published>2008-08-11T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:13:41.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Coffee and Cigarettes</title><content type='html'>What a gloomy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I unwillingly woke up to the alarm and the first thing that pops in my mind is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Histo exam&lt;/span&gt; later. I didn't walk to school this moring. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I rode a jeep.&lt;/span&gt; Cold smoke-laden air welcomes me, and I wonder if I'll get lung disease. But I remembered I'll have rheumatic heart disease. That wasn't comforting either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls in front of the Bio Lec classroom was unusually cold. I wonder what'll happen if the walls were alive and they'd just suck me in...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Will I wake up smiling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished watching "Grave of the Fireflies" in Hum 2 class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe. Timing talaga. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What a depressing film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Histo exam. Mental block. Felt so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;frustrated &lt;/span&gt;with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes on shuffle plays Michelle Featherstone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Coffee and Cigarettes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up coffee and cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say it hasn’t helped me yet&lt;br /&gt;I thought my problems would just dissipate&lt;br /&gt;And all my pain would be in yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I poured my booze all down the kitchen drain&lt;br /&gt;And watched my bad habits get flushed away&lt;br /&gt;I thought that that would keep my head on straight&lt;br /&gt;And all my pain would be in yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s true&lt;br /&gt;I’m still blue&lt;br /&gt;But I finally know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I must quit, I must quit, you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that if I didn’t go and play&lt;br /&gt;The sadness would get bored and go away&lt;br /&gt;I thought that if I didn’t go astray&lt;br /&gt;That all my pain would be in yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s true&lt;br /&gt;I’m still blue&lt;br /&gt;But I finally know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I must quit, I must quit, you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sold my guitar and my piano&lt;br /&gt;I thought that it was these that kept me low&lt;br /&gt;I thought if only I could try and change&lt;br /&gt;That all my pain would be in yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s true&lt;br /&gt;I’m still blue&lt;br /&gt;But I finally know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I must quit, I must quit, you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must quit, I must quit, you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thinking tires me. =[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5029836088204400657?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5029836088204400657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5029836088204400657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/coffee-and-cigarettes.html' title='Coffee and Cigarettes'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5238093993308543358</id><published>2008-08-02T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T21:53:58.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Overwhelmed =]</title><content type='html'>For the fourth time... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nadukutan nanaman ako. =[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay grabe, katangahan na talaga 'to. =,[ And this time, it was the worst. I lost my wallet (containing a considerable amount of money since I just withdrawed from an ATM) and my beloved iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My iPod. *cue for drama background music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very traumatizing considering the fact that I just came from a Physics exam which wasn't enjoyable (Yes. Some exams are enjoyable. And yes. In case you still don't know, I'm a nerd.), and I have Bio to study pa after for the quiz the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pero surprisingly, I didn't feel THAT bad.&lt;/span&gt; Well, siyempre, I felt bad diba pero I wasn't like mourning over it. More like ano lang, "Antanga-tanga mo Maisie... Gaah.." Pero afterwards, I'm okay na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it suprising din e. Kasi I really expected myself to be miserable and wallowing in despair for a day. Haha. =P Emoo.. Eeeww.. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to describe the feeling... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overwhelmed&lt;/span&gt; na siguro yung nearest term. Overwhelmed kasi I felt like it was meant to happen, and because it felt like a wake-up call or something to catch my attention. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parang I can't even call it coincidence e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah basta. Magulo utak ni Maisie ngayon. After that postponed BioLab exam this moring, may war na sa utak ko. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origin-Insertion-Action. Here we go again o.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5238093993308543358?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5238093993308543358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5238093993308543358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/overwhelmed.html' title='Overwhelmed =]'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-2981744767024860621</id><published>2008-07-24T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:22:42.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biolab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Why so serious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This week meant a lot to me.&lt;/span&gt; On several levels that is... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I can't imagine my life doing nothing. O_O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rotting and not doing anything would kill me.&lt;/span&gt; (Well, technically speaking, rotting would kill me. Or maybe rotting happens after the "killing/dying" pala noh.. =P) Rushed. On-the-go. Multi-tasking. Sleep when you can. Eat when you can. It's like you're on fast forward. All the time. Even sleep is on fast forward. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But hey. I manage to keep myself sane. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark Knight was awwweesoooommee.. &lt;/span&gt;Pano ulit? AWWEEESOOOMMEE.. *eyes wide in awe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang I don't want to watch another movie muna. =P&lt;br /&gt;Ah basta. Grabe. Dark Knight. *tear*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending had sense. Philosophical shit pa nga e. And it's really daaark. I mean, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;compared to the older Batman films, this one is not at all "cartoony"&lt;/span&gt;. At maraming quotable quotes! Oh oh.. and snaps to Heath Ledger! Grabe... He is a loss talaga. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joker was exceptional in the film.&lt;/span&gt; He was able to make Joker actually seem funny, creepy, cunning and evil. Not like the corny clown we've always known. X[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am studying too much cat stuff. As in. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bantad na bantad na ako.&lt;/span&gt; There are soooo many muscles!!! =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aynako Maisie. Magdodoktor ka remember? Wait for Anatomy. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our class is fast-paced talaga. Internal organs na kami! E yung other block, di pa nga tapos sa muscles e... &gt;.&lt; style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mom is well already. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has completely engrafted. The transplant was successful. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it brings me joy and relieves me off my pressures. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you Tatay. =] &lt;/span&gt;I know you were always there listening to our prayers and it's in your grand plan that things are falling into place. Perfect timing ka pa Tatay! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the best birthday gift she has ever received I'm sure. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another testament of your glory. Salamat talaga Lord... Again, this shows us how you provide for everything that we need Lord. That we don't have to worry about anything because You're there Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, I know that this has been a very big learning experience for my mom. And I know that everything that happened has a purpose because they are in accord to your grand plan. I pray that you continue to use my mom as an instrument of your glory and magnificence Father. I pray that others may learn from her and that others may see Your power and works in her Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat po Tatay. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Med Choir Practiiiiice!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAHH... Nawawala ako kahapon! =[ As in, loooooost. &gt;.&lt; style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naeenjoy ko talaga ang Med Choir. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I am not at all happy with everything right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why! I bought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get-happy shoes.. pink and maroon low-cut Nike dunks. =] &lt;/span&gt;They look like AF1s na less bulkier. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does the trick. am really happy and jumpy when I wear them. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maisie misses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- shopping (di bale... August 1... Topshop, wait fer me. ;])&lt;br /&gt;- taking photos (Nagtatampo na cameras ko.. =[)&lt;br /&gt;- my brother&lt;br /&gt;- talking to certain people&lt;br /&gt;- cooking&lt;br /&gt;- reading non-academic books&lt;br /&gt;- ice cream or halo-halo with mother dearest&lt;br /&gt;- watching Late Night with Conan O'Brien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want a new perfume! &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;Nakakasawa na 'tong scent ko ngayon... Andami ko pang kapareho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah grabe.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sooo immune to FORMALIN. o.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-2981744767024860621?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2981744767024860621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2981744767024860621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-so-serious.html' title='Why so serious?'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-6004328108710178186</id><published>2008-07-19T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T00:40:21.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Mamma Mia! Now I Really Know!</title><content type='html'>This day was enough to make me cry and go insane, but it didn't. Buti na lang, I decided to stay here in Manila and join friends who were planning on watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say that that Org Chem exam was the hardest exam I have ever taken so far. And they say the first exam is the easiest daw o. o_0 ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, naramdaman ko talagang I was taking an exam na wala akong alam. As in WALA. And after studying for 2 days kahit I get sick and all na nga, ramdam ko na wala parin akong maintindihan sa exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At gusto ko lang sabihin... I used to like Chemistry! Ngayong Organic na siya, ewan ko na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing, handa ako sa results ng exam kasi alam kong I failed miserably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But bad memories aside...&lt;br /&gt;We just watched Mamma Mia! =] Feel-good movie promise! Andami namin, isang block ata. XP Just what we needed... NakakaLSS. And it's really really fun. Makes you forget the hell you went through in GAB 104 for 2 hours and 30 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero seriously, I'm in a very jumpy mood now. Haha. =P Kasalanan 'to nung movie! XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-6004328108710178186?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/6004328108710178186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/6004328108710178186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/mamma-mia-now-i-really-know.html' title='Mamma Mia! Now I Really Know!'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-9057496193828362094</id><published>2008-07-13T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T17:28:21.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biolab'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow..</title><content type='html'>- We'll be having our delightful History 3 exam. Judaism. Islam. Zoroastrianism. Definition of Terms. Identification. Essay. Delightful nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We are studying Delia's muscles for BioLab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am going to school with plastic bags as bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am hoping that I get better. My head and tonsils are killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am wishing for peace in my mind and someone else's peace of mind too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I will treat myself to that Belgian Chocolate Ice Cream place in Midtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go back to studying Histo, which by the way is just way too much exercise for my neurons. X[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-9057496193828362094?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/9057496193828362094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/9057496193828362094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow..'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-647961454819330925</id><published>2008-07-11T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T20:22:24.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Five People</title><content type='html'>You don't know how much I am wishing that you are here. Seeing you again made me remember how we became good friends. And it warms my heart. =] I'm sorry I wasn't able to keep in touch last year. That was wrong talaga. Kahit gaano pa ako ka-toxic, I will always have time for you. Friends First. =] I hope you're doing good there although, I'm sure naman na you'll succeed and you'll never fail to shine your light on others wherever you may be. I'm always here lang for you. Never ever forget that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening to me last night. Listening to what you have to say certainly made me feel better. It's the small things like this that cements the fact that you are my friend and that you can be someone I can count on. =] Topshop/Topman private sale ha! Sabay ka sa akin mamili. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be short, pero I hope you'll be able to know if this message is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are one of my very good friends in iMed. =] We are your friends. Never forget that. We'll always be here for you no matter what kaya stop thinking you are alone. Ikaw pa! =] Tambays and lunches will never be complete without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy we sit together again during classes. =] I remember we always sit together nung first sem kaso dahil na rin sa schedule, we sort of drifted nung second sem. It's fun hanging out with you again. I never seem to have boring breaks with you. =P I hope we'll still be able to hang out pag med proper na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naiinis ako sa'yo. Naiinis ako sa'yo ng sobra sobra. Hindi ito sapat para maexpress 'yun. I'm sorry pero what happened kanina just had to be the end of it. In case hindi mo alam, hindi masarap ang feeling nang masigawan lalo na if you just want to help. Actually... HINDI MASARAP MASIGAWAN. Period. Bakit ka ba ganyan sa akin ngayon? If you're doing this to make me hate you, then I guess nagawa mo na. This cold treatment you're giving me is scarring me in the face. Tuwing kakausapin kita, kung hindi cold and "walang kapaki-paki", pabagsak ka pa sumagot. Parang lagi mo akong binabara. Feel na feel kong stupid ako in its purest essence. Alam mo kasi nasasaktan din naman ako. Alam mo yung feelings? Tuwing may sasabihin ako sa'yo, you always give me the air na parang bearer of bad news ako lagi or parang everything that I say doesn't concern you. Sa totoo lang, of all people, I didn't think na you can be like this. I didn't think you can be rude and cold... If I am going to be treated like this, alam mo, 'wag na lang. Let's forget the friendship na lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-647961454819330925?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/647961454819330925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/647961454819330925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/five-people.html' title='Five People'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-8423187110281911475</id><published>2008-07-10T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T04:34:11.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biolab'/><title type='text'>Delia is my friend</title><content type='html'>Today was extra stressing. As in physical torture. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never imagined that skinning a cat would be that hard. Well, uhm, not exactly hard. Just need muscles and brute force lang siguro. =P Oh, and kelangan matibay din ang sikmura. Kasi kung maselan ka, ewan ko na lang kung di ka himtayin sa jiggly sticky cat fat and formalin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I shall repeat that one. JIGGLY STICKY CAT FAT and formalin. The formalin was fine. I guess medyo immune na rin from the frog dissection last year. Pero yung taba talaga... ugghh.. puwede ka na magprito ng itlog. Lalo na if you get a pregnant cat. NAKAAAOOOWWW.. Like kami ni Dane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DELIA (yes, that's our cat's name. =P As to how we came up with the name, si Dane lang ang makakasagot niyan HAHA) is very very very pregnant. As in she's lactating and is very very very heavy. O_O Macho na ako by the end of the sem sa kakabuhat ng cat bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero honestly, BioLab kanina was very exciting. =] As in feel na feel kong I'm dissecting! HAHAHA. Nun kasing sa frog, parang joke lang. It's small lang kasi. And the insides look nothing like humans at all. E eto. Mammals. Kaya ayos. Next time niyan, tao na! Buti na lang walang human bag. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Med Choir practice yesterday. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home late and happy. =]&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/_udh1uMOzeEc/SHXkaeeyG3I/AAAAAAAAAXU/0fo3u7nDcMk/s1600-h/TopShop-Private-Sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SHXkaeeyG3I/AAAAAAAAAXU/0fo3u7nDcMk/s320/TopShop-Private-Sale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221330486515866482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topshop, Topman and Dorothy Perkins will be having a Private Sale on August 1, 2008 12NN - 9PM. Up to 50% off on Spring/Summer lines and 10% off on Autumn/Winter collection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for my invite. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LadyMed season na naman. I am very very excited to do the make-up and grooming again. =] Pero this time, makakapanood na ako! Yey! =] Last year kasi, I was a backstage person. it has it's perks. Pero ayun nga, wala akong napanood. Talent lang ni Nico. Yun lang. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-8423187110281911475?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8423187110281911475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8423187110281911475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-was-extra-stressing.html' title='Delia is my friend'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SHXkaeeyG3I/AAAAAAAAAXU/0fo3u7nDcMk/s72-c/TopShop-Private-Sale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-4277944233742265367</id><published>2008-07-05T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T18:11:29.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Patatas lang kayong lahat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rockferry"&gt;Listening to: Hanging on Too Long - Duffy (from her debut album entitled Rockferry)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay. Thank you Lord. =] The first Bio 25 exams are finally over. I personally am proud of myself for being able to finish studying (considering the loooooong coverage) and for staying off the evil Internet last night. XP Siguro naman I did better this time na. Nagkalat kasi ako dun sa quiz na parang DepEx simulation... Aynako, I don't even want to talk about it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again... my sleeping habits are messed up. Siguro litong-lito na ang body clock ko pati pineal gland. Hahahaha. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's really more like... "Sleep whenever you can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night for example. I studied from 6:00 to 12:00. Slept at 12:01-2:00. Then woke up again to study. Dire-diretso na 'yun until this morning. Abnormal talaga alam ko. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's just the first three weeks of the sem for us. There's a whole lot more waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, the BioLab drawings that I have to do pa. And the OrgChem studying that I REALLY REALLY SERIOUSLY NEED to do. And the Nat Sci project that we have to start already. And the cat bones that I need to start memorizing... At marami pang iba. Hay patatas. Patatas lang kayong lahat. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is everything on sale?!! It's depressing. =,[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soooo excited for "Plastic Bag as School Bag" Day! Thanks to Sir Marquez. Haha. =P Yung mga nasa UP Manila, watch out for Intarmed 2014 na lang. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will make a statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ate pancit canton and it's sooooo good. =P Or pagod lang ba ako? Haha. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko mag-MSS!!!! =]=]=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...at ng Wii. HAHAHA. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-4277944233742265367?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4277944233742265367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4277944233742265367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/patatas-lang-kayong-lahat.html' title='Patatas lang kayong lahat!'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1135225284411450316</id><published>2008-06-29T09:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T09:19:44.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Panicky</title><content type='html'>PUTANG INA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have A LOT to study and memorize. Bio and Org Chem pa lang. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still have to draw for Bio Lab. And research and talk to Nat sci groupmates for the research proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's Sunday already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang. Just wanted to let it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1135225284411450316?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1135225284411450316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1135225284411450316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/panicky.html' title='Panicky'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-6359706904164496164</id><published>2008-06-24T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T04:34:11.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dorm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biolab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Food Splurging Syndrome</title><content type='html'>Spent Sunday night, whole Monday and the morning of today with Zie. =] Apparently, we're the eager beavers among us 4 in the room. Eager to go to school. *geek laugh* XP It was pretty fun though. Being bangag and all about hair conditioners and at how she sounds like a bass because of her cough and colds. She has a bajillion pills to take by the way. O_O I really wish they tasted like candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After studying Bio for dayssss, I still am not confident enough for the quiz on both Bio Lec and Bio Lab. Have I been studying and not understanding anything at all??!! Ugghh... I hate it when this happens. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note though, Org Chem and I have come to know each other already. Uhuh uhuh. Yeah... XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SGEDz72gnKI/AAAAAAAAAXM/uca_76pnphQ/s320/cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215454034246278306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Topshop&lt;/b&gt; is having a special opening day treat at their newest branch. Come to Robinson's Place Manila, Midtown Wing for an introductory 15% discount on all regular items from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 20-22, 2008&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUTANG INA. How come I didn't know about this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOO =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, this is really just what I need after all the Bio studying that happened. I deserve that purple and yellow plaid shirt and olive shorts! &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt; We got a complimentary dessert too since they noticed Zie as a frequent customer. Hehe. They gave us these banana fritters with vanilla ice cream and caramel sauce. Yummy talaga but I still like Banana Leaf's version of that. I think Banana Leaf's toasted coconut flakes gave it the extra oomph. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one of my food splurging events. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, there really are only 3 things I'm willing to spend money on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD FOOD&lt;br /&gt;BOOKS (Both academic and for my own enjoyment and pleasure XP Eeeeww Maisie.)&lt;br /&gt;TOPSHOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cameras and other photography paraphernalia are there too, but it's not like I have to buy films everyday! I eat, read and change clothes everyday though. XP Hahaha. (Boo Maisie. Fallacious XP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to have a date with my buddy tomorrow. =] Still thinking of a nice place to eat in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food splurging part 3? Haha. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are gonna kill me. XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-6359706904164496164?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/6359706904164496164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/6359706904164496164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/spent-sunday-night-whole-monday-and.html' title='Food Splurging Syndrome'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SGEDz72gnKI/AAAAAAAAAXM/uca_76pnphQ/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-3488531560430084813</id><published>2008-06-20T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:03:58.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Hello Second Year</title><content type='html'>Okay. Roughly 2 weeks of school has passed and I already feel toxic. I have Biology, Physics and Chem all at the same time AGAIN. I thought Pisay was the last of that. And well, this sem appears to be dreadful ha. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology 25 - Comparative Anatomy and Physiology (This is normally taken for 2 semesters. One sem dedicated the anatomy, and the other sem for physiology. But since we are abnormal (Haha. Joke.), we are taking it in one semester lang.)&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry 31 - Organic Chemistry (according to our buddies, ORG CHEM = DARKNESS O_O)&lt;br /&gt;Physics 51 - General Physics (but it's really more like my 3 years of Pisay Physics all in one semester)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very weird to not have Math though. Although, I am not in any way implying that we must have Math. =P It's just.. weird. O_O Yuuck. And no, I don't like Math unconsciously. O_o How do I know? I just do. Haha. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always looks forward to Mondays and Thursdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUM 2 =] It's like a break from all the resonance contributors and protochordates. And I looooove the discussions. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will anticipate a Nat Sci 4 meeting where I will quietly listen and take down notes and not actually laugh at all the whole period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, imposible ata yun eh. =P Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I neeeeeeed color negatives. Hindi ko napansin na ang stash ko of films ay puro slides na lang. And yes, himala yun, kasi dati sobrang scrounging for slides ang nagaganap. Haha. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want:&lt;br /&gt;- V-cut dark wash jeans from Topshop&lt;br /&gt;- colorful neon Golas&lt;br /&gt;- DRUM LESSONS + DRUM KIT&lt;br /&gt;- banana caramel pancakes wth vanilla ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't finished reading Chuck Klosterman IV. Well, it's not really something you'd read from cover to cover. It's more like something you read in between novels or study marathons. =] He's just so funny and witty and pop culture-y (DUH. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm downloading a new movie. =] It's entitled "Elephant".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to do a lot in my life now. Hahaha... Parang napaka-bum noon e, noh? Deeh, I mean. I don't want to rot with acads. XP I want outlets. =] I must control myself though. Baka naman magkalat lang ako bigla. Kamusta naman ang scholarship diba. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe. Nakakatakot. Nag-aaverage ako ngayon ng 2 meals a day lang, and they're not exactly heavy meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, I was sort of feverish nung Wednesday night. And I always get acidic pa. Ngayon, my tonsils hurt. Although sanay na ako dun kasi dormant ang tonsilitis. At tanggap ko na rin that I'll die of rheumatic heart disease unless I get a tonsillectomy. Haha. =P Hindi nga. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I always forget to drink vitamins. Sorry Mom. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAISIE FIX YOUR EATING HABITS!!! O_O Pero parang mahirap yun e. Given my schedule. Nakaaoow. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't formulated new goals for this sem yet. Will probably do that later in between studying. =] Woohoooo... Feel na feel ko na ang pagka-second year namin. Ieenjoy ko na ang last 2 sems of civilian clothes. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really getting lost in Org Chem. O_O Imagine. 7:00 am class mo. Unang-una pa. Tapos, feel na feel mo nang nawawala ka. Kamusta naman ang jumpstarter ng araw mo?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibili talaga ako ng Organic Chemistry ni Bruice. At iintindihin ko siya kahit anong mangyari!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-3488531560430084813?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3488531560430084813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3488531560430084813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-second-year.html' title='Hello Second Year'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-4584884882124766708</id><published>2008-06-07T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T04:34:12.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Random Things and Random Days</title><content type='html'>I call last Thursday, Random Day. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go to the mall with my brother to shop for school supplies. Pero hindi yun natuloy. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to UP Diliman with Mich to take pictures and para i-tour around na rin niya ako. =] We bumped into Lorenz din and we decided to eat at The Chocolate Kiss cafe. Tapoooosss... inikot namin ni Mich ang buong Q. Ave-Timog area in search of Digiprint! =)) Nakakatawa sobra kasi parang it was near pala where we started looking. We had to go around pa. O_O Tapos, nagpunta kami kina Rikka para mag*blank*. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since everyone else is doing it, sige na nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SEpkQ-xBNVI/AAAAAAAAAXE/I1ysa1ffvic/s1600-h/sked.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SEpkQ-xBNVI/AAAAAAAAAXE/I1ysa1ffvic/s320/sked.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209086161896682834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Kamusta naman ang suuuuper empty Wednesday?? =)) Di bale, at least I'll have a break from the 4-day 7:00 AM classes. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ansaya gamitin ni Vandolf to take pictures. =] Sana nga lang I have something decent enough to post naman in the first roll. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOOOL NAAAA ULIIIITT... I'm not sure if I'm excited though. =P And I still can't believe I don't have Math in my schedule. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lappie is still sick. =[ Haaaaayy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOLDEN OREOS are &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudy Fernandez passed away na... =O (See? Random talaga..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-4584884882124766708?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4584884882124766708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4584884882124766708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-things-and-random-days.html' title='Random Things and Random Days'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SEpkQ-xBNVI/AAAAAAAAAXE/I1ysa1ffvic/s72-c/sked.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1332845230559382735</id><published>2008-06-03T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:10:24.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>On New Buddies, McFlurry Energy Boosters and Homeward Trips</title><content type='html'>Haaaay... It's done na rin. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapagod ang FOP ng 2015. =P But it's fine... bawi naman e. Mukhang they enjoyed naman. =] Ang galing pa kasi we were able to do everything. As in the time allotment was pasok parin, kahit na we started late. Thank you God for answering our prayer. All the hardwork and success of it was still for You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddy ko si Diana! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang talaga may 5 absent sa kanila that day. =[ They missed a lot talaga, and siyempre, nakakalungkot talaga para sa amin (2014) na hindi pa na-meet yung buddies namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi pa ako enrolled! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no one in 2014 is enrolled na naman e. =)) Aynakoooo... pahirapan kasi e. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siyempre ipopromote ko yung Class Station ID namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_TRbp60fCoM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_TRbp60fCoM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panoorin niyo! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel very VERY tired. &gt;.&lt; The McFlurry last night helped though! Haha. =P Thanks Louie! Natatawa parin ako sa music inside McDo nung kumain tayo. Trying to match our ethical conversation ba? =P Hahaha. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan! Pito! Na-miss ko kayong kasabay pauwi. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1332845230559382735?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1332845230559382735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1332845230559382735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-new-buddies-mcflurry-energy-boosters.html' title='On New Buddies, McFlurry Energy Boosters and Homeward Trips'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-9199676674282749128</id><published>2008-05-29T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T15:01:15.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>On White Satin Pumps and Film SLRsm</title><content type='html'>Just bought shoes for Ria's party later. Kamusta naman ang last-minute shopping. O_O White satin peep-toe pumps with very short heels that I really really love. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haynako. Transpo is always a problem. &gt;.&lt; I want to learn how to drive na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times I listen to this song, it never fails to bring tears to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lead Me To The Cross - Hillsong United&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Savior I come&lt;br /&gt;Quiet my soul remember&lt;br /&gt;Redemptions hill&lt;br /&gt;Where Your blood was spilled&lt;br /&gt;For my ransom&lt;br /&gt;Everything I once held dear&lt;br /&gt;I count it all as lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead me to the cross&lt;br /&gt;Where Your love poured out&lt;br /&gt;Bring me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;Lord I lay me down&lt;br /&gt;Rid me of myself&lt;br /&gt;I belong to You&lt;br /&gt;Lead me, lead me to the cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were as I&lt;br /&gt;Tempted and trialed&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;Te word became flesh&lt;br /&gt;Bore my sin and death&lt;br /&gt;Now you're risen&lt;br /&gt;Everything I once held dear&lt;br /&gt;I count it all as lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead me to the cross&lt;br /&gt;Where Your love poured out&lt;br /&gt;Bring me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;Lord I lay me down&lt;br /&gt;Rid me of myself&lt;br /&gt;I belong to You&lt;br /&gt;Lead me, lead me to the cross &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;Lead me to your heart&lt;br /&gt;Lead me to your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikon FM10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canon AV-1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEEELLPPP....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-9199676674282749128?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/9199676674282749128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/9199676674282749128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-white-satin-pumps-and-film-slrsm.html' title='On White Satin Pumps and Film SLRsm'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-6033965745310424452</id><published>2008-05-27T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:24:23.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>It's Been A Long Time...</title><content type='html'>I feel blessed and at peace. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord. I'm sure this is all in Your doing. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-6033965745310424452?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/6033965745310424452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/6033965745310424452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s Been A Long Time...'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1470156145504346880</id><published>2008-05-16T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:25:52.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dorm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>If Sadness Were Pureed...</title><content type='html'>Day was very draining. Had 3 horrible exams (all Stat O_O). No decent sleep (Think sticky varnished floorboards and Stat notes as your bed &gt;.&lt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I guess you can call the day memorable too. That is my last Math subject eveeeeerrr.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer vacation part 2? Not quite. I still have PI papers to pass and a metal thing to dump in a pool or in Manila Bay. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with friends at Icebergs'. My food was provided by my fairy godfathers, Nico and Bryan. =] Loved the sisig and the peach berry sundae. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dessert part 2 at Baker's Passion where I ate from Pito and Aeron's plate. =P Sorreh. Grabe. Bankrupt na e. &gt;.&lt; And the whole mall was on sale ha. So you can imagine diba... Gaaaaahh.. O_O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange sad heavy feeling hit me kanina. It was nothing like depression. It was just sadness. makes you feel heavy and awful. That was right after the Stat Lab exam. Was I sad about the test? Well, yes. Maybe. That could be part of it. It could also be because of the ugly weather, my ugly lunch, my sleep deprivation, the date with Egg that I will miss, and the fact that I am not going home to QC right after class because of the group meeting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I know what triggered it na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just really really miss my Mom. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the feeling when you don't really think about a person everyday, until one day, when you do think about him/her, you realize how much you really really miss him/her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I am blogging again because we finally have internet in the dorm again. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, you are more distant. You don't seem to care that much anymore. And you don't appreciate the things I do to bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I understand. What pains me is that you just somehow managed to keep me out of your heart all of a sudden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1470156145504346880?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1470156145504346880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1470156145504346880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-sadness-were-pureed.html' title='If Sadness Were Pureed...'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1360743539849110161</id><published>2008-05-08T07:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T07:16:54.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>A Good Thing</title><content type='html'>Dum spiro spero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(While I breathe, I hope.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1360743539849110161?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1360743539849110161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1360743539849110161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-thing.html' title='A Good Thing'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-4098494944021756117</id><published>2008-05-08T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T07:16:17.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I Suck</title><content type='html'>I thought loud music would suffice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-4098494944021756117?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4098494944021756117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4098494944021756117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-suck.html' title='I Suck'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-8514957215369342555</id><published>2008-05-03T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T22:12:20.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>On First SLRs and Moroccan Mint Tea Lattes</title><content type='html'>Just finished fixing my things tomorrow for the Banahaw trip. Grabe. I feel a bit sick pa nga e. Baka matuluyan ako bukas. &gt;.&lt; Which reminds me just now (as in while I'm typing this), I forgot to make my parents sign the waiver form! =O Oh what the heck. They don't even read that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have the Antipolo-shooting hang-over. Ang saya ng araw na yun sobra. =] Ibang topak tumama sa akin. I finished 2 rolls agad with my Holga. Araayt. First rolls ko 'to ng Provia and Astia. Exciitiiiiing... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iMed, outing tayo ulit. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a fight with my brother kanina. Got really really frustrated with myself. Felt like the worst siister in the world. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit better now. Moroccan mint tea lattes do the trick. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really want to study Stat Lab kasooooo... na kay Sir pa yung ibang exercises. Dammiiit... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya, I finished PI na lang. =] I'm done with my short story na. As in final. I thiiiink. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be getting a Canon AE-1 soon. =] Most probably, I will be getting it. Sooo exciteed. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to watch Pathology. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still contemplating as to what camera to bring tomorrow. O_O Hahahahaha. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-8514957215369342555?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8514957215369342555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8514957215369342555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-first-slrs-and-moroccan-mint-tea.html' title='On First SLRs and Moroccan Mint Tea Lattes'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-3986239771759713044</id><published>2008-04-24T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:38:11.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Of Compassion and Pain</title><content type='html'>My head hurts kahapon pa... &gt;.&lt; It's throbbing. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pre-enlistment is proving to be a pain in the ass. Nakakainis grabe. &gt;.&lt; Well, actually, yung PE lang naman. Ugghhh... Tapos, it totally slipped my mind pa, e trabaho ko pa naman yung pag-aayos ng schedule. =[ I won't forgive myself talaga kapag pangit schedule namin. Kasalanan ko talaga kapag the schedule sucks. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer classes are bearable but not exactly enjoyable. O_O Honestly, I look forward to the end of each day na lang or yung when I see my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better now. For the first time in weeks, I feel happy and at peace. Well, may short bouts parin of sadness pero the important thing is I am better. =] I'm glad I did it. Big burden off my chest. Really helped a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still surviving though. I hope I don't go bipolar again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For there is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs as heavy as the pain one feels with someone, for someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes." - The Unbearable Lightness of Being by: Milan Kundera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-3986239771759713044?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3986239771759713044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3986239771759713044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/04/of-compassion-and-pain.html' title='Of Compassion and Pain'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-740881653067793478</id><published>2008-04-18T07:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T04:34:13.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Rabbit Fur Coats, Black Tights and Oxfords</title><content type='html'>Listening To: The Charging Sky - Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that all I get to write about in this blog now is schoool and my prooobleeemss and more schoool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uggh. school schmool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will blog about things I really used to blog about since I have more time in my hands now. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New music!!! =] Please do download/buy (hehe =P) the album Rabbit Fur Coat by Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins. Since Jenny Lewis is the vocalist of Rilo Kiley, there are similarities in their brand of music. If I'd characterize it more though, I'd say the album sounds like something by Bright Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I checked on street fashion. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SAfjAAA2-oI/AAAAAAAAAWc/raSnhR7yYmo/s1600-h/IMG_4321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SAfjAAA2-oI/AAAAAAAAAWc/raSnhR7yYmo/s200/IMG_4321.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190366684710894210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SAfjAQA2-pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ps0z6TtX6ug/s1600-h/IMG_4509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SAfjAQA2-pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ps0z6TtX6ug/s200/IMG_4509.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190366689005861522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SAfjAwA2-qI/AAAAAAAAAWs/5PEs1dA1hiY/s1600-h/IMG_4534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SAfjAwA2-qI/AAAAAAAAAWs/5PEs1dA1hiY/s200/IMG_4534.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190366697595796130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SAfjBgA2-rI/AAAAAAAAAW0/LYKS3zbCuc8/s1600-h/IMG_6863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SAfjBgA2-rI/AAAAAAAAAW0/LYKS3zbCuc8/s200/IMG_6863.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190366710480698034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SAfjBwA2-sI/AAAAAAAAAW8/0R_ywzbCb4k/s1600-h/IMG_7112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SAfjBwA2-sI/AAAAAAAAAW8/0R_ywzbCb4k/s200/IMG_7112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190366714775665346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay grabe I miss shopping. =] Kaso what's weird is the last time I went to the mall, I didn't like anything. As in, I wasn't able to buy anything. Ewan ko ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really want to see my mom. =[ As in talk to her and be beside her ha. Kaso, hindi talaga puwede ngayon e. Lalo na ngayon... ang critical period ay yung after the transplant. Kasi siyempre, they have to watch out for possible complications. By complications I mean, bleeding, infections, graft vs. host disease, and you know just the general adjustment that her body has to make since her body is now "reprogrammed" to produce "different" blood cells. Homaygash, this is starting to sound dorky. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I considering hematology as a specialty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno yet e. Pero for now, nephrology (wooohooo!!! go kidneys!!!) or pathology (woohooo!!! go corpses!!!) talaga. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you experience down moments, that's when you realize a lot of things in your life. And yes, I realized a lot. So no, I am not blogging about my problem. I'm just blogging about realizations. =] I don't really know what I feel right now kasi the realizations are extremes. As in may happy gratifying realizations and may depressing realities. Nakakaoverwhelm lang talaga. Kulang na lang mabaliw ako. Haha. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOME tomorrow. =] Missing my vanilla-and-detergent-smelling room already. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-740881653067793478?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/740881653067793478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/740881653067793478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/04/listening-to-charging-sky-jenny-lewis.html' title='Rabbit Fur Coats, Black Tights and Oxfords'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/SAfjAAA2-oI/AAAAAAAAAWc/raSnhR7yYmo/s72-c/IMG_4321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-2034548084414818726</id><published>2008-04-15T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T00:14:52.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>The Student Lounge Has 3 Bathrooms</title><content type='html'>Day starts at the Student Lounge. We had meeting for the core committee for the 2015 Orientation. Benta talaga yung ceiling fans sa Student Lounge e! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Pito, todo na ba 'yang fan?&lt;br /&gt;Pito: Oo. 5 na yan e. Wait ha. (stands up to check the switch. plays around with the switch and puts it on 1.)&lt;br /&gt;Pito: Haa?! Bakit mas malakas yung 1??&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hala! Oo nga noh! Baliw 'yang fan na yan ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O SABAAAWWW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have high expectations for Stat. O_O Unless you have Ma'am Bastero as your teacher that is. &gt;.&lt; I swear. Stat Lab is killing me. My already weird self can't fucking take the weirdness of our professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PI teacher was okay. I'm excited to write the short stories and poems though! =] Oh, and the moooviieee!!! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akala ko ba mainit ngayon sa Manila?! Punyeta. Puro summer-y clothes ang dinala ko tapos umulan kanina. Kapag talaga bukas umulan.... Gaaaahhh.. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess vertigo ends today. =] Nope. I haven't solved my problem. But you see, maybe the reason why I can't solve it is because I REALLY CAN'T SOLVE IT YET. Things will change that's for sure. And when they do, I will see more clearly the repercussions of my supposed solutions. =] That's when I pinpoint my true solution. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the hell could I have overlooked that?! &gt;.&lt; Instead of racking my brain or becoming majorly emo (eeewwwwww...) nga naman diba? Haha. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, I will wait.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back happy-jumpy Maisie. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's bone marrow harvest and transplant is on Wednesday. I hope all goes well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-2034548084414818726?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2034548084414818726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2034548084414818726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/04/student-lounge-has-3-bathrooms.html' title='The Student Lounge Has 3 Bathrooms'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5054474488750861843</id><published>2008-04-12T08:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T08:12:54.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I guess I'm in a state of vertigo</title><content type='html'>Sabi ni Milan Kundera,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Anyone whose goal is "something higer" must expect some day to suffer vertigo. [...] vertigo is [...] is the voice of emptiness below us which tempts and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm in the grip of an insuperable longing to fall. =,[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5054474488750861843?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5054474488750861843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5054474488750861843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-guess-im-in-state-of-vertigo.html' title='I guess I&apos;m in a state of vertigo'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-9087600025819649983</id><published>2008-04-09T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T19:21:13.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dorm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>On Wasabi with Sashimi and Amag Villages</title><content type='html'>Not yet enrolled!!! O_O I knooow diba? Gaaaaaahhh... Well, siguro naman bukas enrolled na ako diba? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Counter (since April 8, 2008):&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? in two days? =[ I really must try to stop doing things that will make me say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Japanese for dinner. =] My favorite. Or maybe second favorite, next to Greek. =P Put too much wasabi in my soy sauce though. o_O Wrooong mooove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello smelly dorm room bed again! &gt;.&lt; I am back to my cramped ulam-smelling room. Will really miss the smell of detergent and vanilla here in my room at home. Oh, and I have to fix my buddy stuff!!! As in major OC clutter eradication. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only realized now. I left bread in the fridge at the dorm. Uhhhhh... Or I guess it won't be bread anymore. Amag village na siguro. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have started reading 2 books in my non-academic book reading list. =] Will probably finish one this week. And yeeesss... I want to go book shopping again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo op this morning at La Mesa Eco Park. =] Really really happy. Sa wakas naman, natuloy na rin. =] Ganda talaga ng place! Sa susunod Intramuros na talaga with iMed! PIIICCCNIIICC!!! I'll bring the sandwiches! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New phone. Hahahahaha =)) Joreb, Ziella and Pito knows the story. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a problem I have never had before. Well, I am used to hearing this type of problem before. Never thought I will have to worry about it too. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me feel terrible. =[ I guess I'm the only one who feels miserable here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I don't know what to do. =[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-9087600025819649983?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/9087600025819649983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/9087600025819649983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-wasabi-with-sashimi-and-amag.html' title='On Wasabi with Sashimi and Amag Villages'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5301147516051445031</id><published>2008-04-07T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:09:38.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>one cheeseburger with regular fries please</title><content type='html'>I noticed I have been over-using a particular word these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been saying SORRY a lot these days. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I thought about it, I couldn't tell if that was good or bad. Bad ba siya dahil ibig sabihin ng more apologies ay more mistakes committed? Or good ba siya dahil I get to notice my mistakes and hopefully learn from them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I think the word loses it's meaning if it's used too often. Well, when you say it to the same person, he sort of "gets used" to hearing it and so he wouldn't probably think it's sincere anymore. Or if you say it to many different people, YOU sort of "get used" to saying it, so maybe, you lose it's meaning. And maybe, when you find yourself saying it, it's not truthful or sincere anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it feel good to say sorry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't know. I can't even tell if there's a difference when you say it once or when you say it often. But it sure feels good when the person you apologize to accepts it and things go back to normal. Or you know, somewhere near normal. Baka hindi rin naman ganun yung case for all. Maybe some say it without really meaning it. So, to them, maybe saying sorry is like saying "one cheeseburger  with regular fries please" to the lady behind the counter. It becomes ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ano ngayon Maisie? What's bothering me is if I should stop saying sorry muna. Or weird ba yun? Hiatus??? O_O And what if I just really absolutely genuinely have to be sorry for something? Nagkataon lang na madami siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, naisip ko. What I should try to stop is doing things that will make me say sorry. This is a bit complicated because you do different things that make you apologize to different people. And sometimes, whatever it is that you do, it's really just a by-product of inevitable events. Sooooo... you still end up saying sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, I think I must try avoiding doing stuff that will make me say sorry. I don't want my "I'm sorry"s to lose their meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, that's just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5301147516051445031?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5301147516051445031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5301147516051445031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-cheeseburger-with-regular-fries.html' title='one cheeseburger with regular fries please'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5406862456534361083</id><published>2008-03-30T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T19:54:27.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>10 Days of Vacation is Love</title><content type='html'>Feels great to spend the weekend without having to panic for exams, papers or lab reps. This is a BIG change from how my life was for the past I dunnoo.. 3 months? O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to 2013! =] You'll be donning white uniforms na and studying the "real stuff". Hope you guys make more lateral friends. Haha! =P Don't forget to tell us all about med proper ha. ;] We looove youuu ates and kuyas!!! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy I'm back to my non-academic reading. =] Could not seem to find this particular book though. Have been to 6 bookstores pero wala talagaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to finish my second sprocketted roll using my Pistol (my Holga 120CFN). =] Sprockets na, cross-process pa yun ah. =P I'm so excited to post the pictures once I get them processed! Kamusta naman kasi ang latest albums ko ngayon? Geek stuff talaga. &gt;.&lt; Anyhoo, I am looking forward to more photo ops now since I missed taking photos talaga nung second sem. =[ Wooorrkk buuuddyy, ehemintramurosehem... o kaya... coughlamesaecoparkcough... =P Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalo na ngayon noh! I am loaded! I have filmsss... Velvia, Astia and Provia goodness. =] May Elitechrome pa ata na dadating. =P Wooork buddy, may 5 ka dun ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to pursue drumming. Dunno nga lang when ako puwede mag-lessons. O_O Pero I'm studying on my own muna. Rudiments first. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Fix buddy stuff before summer classes starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I sort of fixed it na pero... uhh... Fix more. Hahaha.. =P OC. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited to plan for Intarmed 2015's Orientation! =]  Details won't be divulged here of course. Muahahaha!!! =P I'm so excited to meet my younger buddy. Sana I get along well with him/her. At sana mabait siya, kasi mabait din ako. Super tino at ayos kaya nung buddy stuff ko. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is going to the hospital na. For real. I think. Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will really miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days of vacation is love. =] See, I'm happy with 10 days. Noon nga, I was just praying for a day off e. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5406862456534361083?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5406862456534361083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5406862456534361083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/03/10-days-of-vacation-is-love.html' title='10 Days of Vacation is Love'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-3748433853358406621</id><published>2008-03-23T08:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T08:08:30.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Geeks Will Take Over The World</title><content type='html'>HOMAYGASH TALAGA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a geek/dork/nerd/whatever you may want to call it. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where else can you find someone studying during the Holy Week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT. I can totally feel fluorescent geek blood in my veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna die a geek with rheumatic heart disease!!! =O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-3748433853358406621?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3748433853358406621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3748433853358406621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/03/geeks-will-take-over-world.html' title='Geeks Will Take Over The World'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-3142481901967409923</id><published>2008-03-18T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:24:42.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dorm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Last Formal Schol Days Are Not Fun Anymore</title><content type='html'>Today was our last formal school day for our first year (second sem). And no. You are not hearing a sigh of relief from me because final exams are still up for next week. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not. I think I am kind of getting used to this lifestyle. You know. Unplanned sleep. Rushed meals. Endless caffeine binging. Reports. Papers. Exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. It's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things to be sad about these days actually. And that's coming from happy jumpy Maisie already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I do is ever good enough. Have been working my ass off studying till the wee hours of morning but tests never fail to surprise me. Like the last Calc exam for example. This is exactly the reason why I wanted to be a doctor! See, numbers don't like me. I will never be good in Math. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people are sick nowadays. Of course, there's... me. Yes, you're frail sickly blogger is sick again. Always actually. But that doesn't bother me anymore because again, I kind of gotten used to it. What bothers me though is Shayne and Aeron. They both have Dengue and both have missed A LOT in school. I can't even imagine how they are going to catch up because school is just so overwhelming. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially miss Shayne. =[ It's awfully quiet above my bed. There's no one to poke or "make papansin" to. I miss my mare... =[ I really really pray that she and Aeron recuperate soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss home. I miss my brother. Yes, my annoying little brother. I miss my Dad. I miss my Mom. I miss my room and its distinct vanilla and detergent smell. I miss eating out with the family. I miss food at home. I miss TV. Hay nako. I don't think I'll be able to list everything pa nga e... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired. I am stressed. Very veeery worn-out. Good thing, there is work buddy to make things seem lighter and "do-able". =] But sometimes... I get depressed about that too. And yes, Dane that was meant only for you to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss shopping. =[ My last shopping was for my extemporaneous speech in Comm. I got gray wide-leg pants from Topshop. Really really like them.... Pero kasi, you see, the point is that wasn't even just because I want to buy it. That was for Comm. For school. Again. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss taking pictures. Need a photo op ASAP. Pitooo... Intramuros tayo!!! =P Or kahit Baywalk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh... Weird old lady in orange sat beside me in Coffee Bean yesterday. REALLY FUCKING CREEPY. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this blog entry is beginning to get incoherent. Exactly how I am really everyday. Well, at least, nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still hafta do spooopid Bio lecture guides after this. Don't want to do it tomorrow anymore e. &gt;.&lt; Di bale. I will reward myself. Maybe mani and pedi tomorrow. Or a new book (siyempre non-acad! Milan Kundera! Or Haruki Murakami!) to read! Hmmm... or maybe just 12 hours of sleep. =] I'm okay with the last one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-3142481901967409923?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3142481901967409923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3142481901967409923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-formal-schol-days-are-not-fun.html' title='Last Formal Schol Days Are Not Fun Anymore'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5348031750557911486</id><published>2008-03-07T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:57:57.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Heavy Day Today</title><content type='html'>Today is just such a heavy day. That is aside from the fact that today is Nico's birthday of course, because that means fun and happy and cakes and smiles. Anywaaay... Just wanted to let out all the heavy things weighing me down. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;School will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep will probably never exist again. (Well, to me.)&lt;br /&gt;I will die of rheumatic heart disease if I don't get a tonsillectomy soon.&lt;br /&gt;I am having a hard time understanding logarithmic and trigonometric integration.&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand Sir Engle's handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;Vitamins do not work.&lt;br /&gt;Ma'am Adeva did not approve the topic I really really want in Comm for my speech.&lt;br /&gt;My part of the room is so cluttered and I hate clutter.&lt;br /&gt;Someone is sad, tired and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Egg and Mich so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5348031750557911486?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5348031750557911486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5348031750557911486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/03/heavy-day-today.html' title='Heavy Day Today'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5615087692000548836</id><published>2008-02-28T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T16:34:09.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>A Happy Post to Keep Me Sane</title><content type='html'>Candy pink toenails and french-tipped fingernails is happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanut butter and blueberry jam sandwiches is happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fixing my planner using my multi-colored Staedtler Triplus pens is happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing half of my happy jar is happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing coffee with a very sleepy work buddy is happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5615087692000548836?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5615087692000548836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5615087692000548836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-post-to-keep-me-sane.html' title='A Happy Post to Keep Me Sane'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-8236579583482775574</id><published>2008-02-20T06:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T06:30:30.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sagada Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Amidst this hell sem that we are having, I still found time to go on a field trip. Yeah. I know. Pretty stupid move for a geek like me. =P Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, I and 6 other classmates (with 2013 =]) went to Sagada. Ay nako, basta. The place was really really beautiful. =] Super makakalimutan mo ang Bio lab reps at Chem exams. Suuuuper ganda talaga. And since it's been a long time since I exercised my lomography (school kasi e.... =/), this was really the perfect opportunity to take pictures again. =] Can't wait na nga to go to Digiprint later to have them processed. &gt;.&lt; Oh, and Pito let me try his LC-A!!! =] Kaya expect newbie LC-A pictures soon. Hehe. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitin nga lang sa activities na ginawa kasi we really spent most of the time on the road. O_O YESSS. On the road. Think BUMPY, no, EXTREMELY BUMPY rides in the bus and the jeep. Tapos, zigzagging roads pa with extreeeeeme weather. As in suuper dusty tapos biglang freezing cold talaga. Kaya naman, kamusta naman ako diba? May sakit ngayon. Oraayytt... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite part of the trip was the spelunking in the Sumaguing Cave! Grabe. I know I wasn't and will never be the athletic kind of person, pero sooobrang naenjoy ko talaga yung cave part. Kahit scary pa siya at yes, may risk na mamatay ka and stuff. O_O Matching shorts pa kami nina Clare and Jana nun e. Hahaha!!! Spooopid kasi e. Forgot to bring shorts. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we were damned to have the sloweeest driver in the world kaya we arrived in Manila at past 3:00 AM na. Yep. So expect 5 sleepy heads in Hum class at 7:00 am. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the schoolwork that we decided not to do just to go to Sagada, yesss.. they were A LOT. But I guess we can manage. =] The whole Sagada experience was just incomparable to just about anything. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-8236579583482775574?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8236579583482775574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8236579583482775574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/02/sagada-weekend.html' title='Sagada Weekend!'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5823322449564464040</id><published>2008-02-02T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T23:43:17.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>totally random</title><content type='html'>I am dying. O_O Have been working my ass off. As in studying till the wee hours of morning. And yes, I am currently residing in The Coffee Bean &amp; Tea Leaf Midtown Wing in Robinson's Place. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOXIC lahat. If not lab reports, we have exams or presentations or papers. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my body is not agreeing anymore. Ang sakitin ko na. Pucha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't visited Topshop in yeaaarrs. =[ I'm depressed now. I want to shop. But can't. Must work. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's baked mussels are the best talaga. =] Something that finally takes my mind off stressing academic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that,&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO COOOK. Grabe. Was browsing cookbooks kanina at Powerbooks with Pito. Bukod sa nakakatakam, I realized I miss cooking na. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will get a colorsplash flash next week for Blob. Woohoo!!! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When stressed/depressed/under deep shit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit engrish.com =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerealicious in the Midtown Wing is open na!!! Yey! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Became immune to frogs na. But not to formalin. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed my brother a lot. Now, this is really weird pero yeah, I missed him sobra. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRINOMA is too congested talaga. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell is Late Night with Conan O'Brien??!! Have I been that away from the television??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 movies. 17 TV series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all waiting to be watched in my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want Eau des Vanilliers from L'Occitane en Provence. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed Sweeney Todd. Now I'm really depressed. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need Ektachrome/Velvia 120s and Provia/Elitechrome 135s for the Sagada trip. That is, kung papayagan ako. Convincing of parental units is still on-going. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another scent that I really really love now. Makes my kneecaps turn jelly.. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5823322449564464040?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5823322449564464040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5823322449564464040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/02/totally-random.html' title='totally random'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-3998451883564546648</id><published>2008-01-16T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T11:29:19.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Really Fun January</title><content type='html'>So there goes my mid-January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never seem to run out of stuff to do, and we're not even being allowed to sleep. &gt;.&lt; Monday was fun. Really fun. When I got home that evening, all the muscles in my body felt like they're all going to fall off. I guess nabigla ako sa PE. &gt;.&lt; Tapos, tie that up with the no-sleep nights that I've been having since last week. So ayun, now, I'm really really sick. Thanks a lot schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what the bad thing really is? I can't do anything!!! Lab reps are piling up. Readings are piling up as well. Gaaaaaahhh... And I can't even rest properly. Back muscles are aching when I lie down. It's like I'm being unproductive at unproductiveness. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is another weird thing. We just discussed the muscular system of the frog when I started having muscle aches. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope and pray that my optimism will save me from all of these. &gt;.&lt; That is, if there is still any left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-3998451883564546648?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3998451883564546648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3998451883564546648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2008/01/really-fun-january.html' title='Really Fun January'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-6365605814312603004</id><published>2007-12-21T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T07:26:14.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>On Missed Lantern Parades and Lost Phones</title><content type='html'>Last Wednesday was such a huge wave of everything. Laughter, excitement, paranoia, and disappointment. Basta what I know is, lowbatt talaga ako after that day. =P So, let's make a crazy round-up of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iMed Christmas Party!! Lotsa food. Fell in love with Mrs. Fields's cookie cake. =] Really really long game of Pass the Message. Our message was the most distorted. Haha! The iMed awards were crazy. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commute to UP Diliman with Pito and Joreb. This was probably what made me really tired. =/ Anyhoo, was panicking already because cellphone load was almost 0 na. Might not be able to text Mich. Can't be alone in Diliman! Will die! or not... Haha. Deeh. Joreb, Pito and I decided to stick around with each other na lang. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISSED THE LANTERN PARADE! =[ I brought Blob pa naman. He missed his first big photo-op. =[ Pero okay lang. Seeing Pisay friends again was enough na. =] I'm so happy to see them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Sweet Inspirations. Was overwhelmed by how much chicken was on the menu. Can't take chicken anymore. &gt;.&lt; So, I had porkchop. =P Service was very sloooooow pala. Other friends had to wait pa. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost my cellphone. =[ I knoow. Lost. I knoow. Tanga. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-6365605814312603004?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/6365605814312603004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/6365605814312603004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-missed-lantern-parades-and-lost.html' title='On Missed Lantern Parades and Lost Phones'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5757600399233103539</id><published>2007-12-17T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T21:27:03.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lomo'/><title type='text'>Meet BLOB</title><content type='html'>After one whole week of almost-sleepless nights, long readings, and long study sessions at Coffee Bean (and by long, I mean really looooooong. Think 3:00 PM till 12:00 MN O_O), receiving my advance Christmas gift to myself is the best and most rewarding thing that could happen to me. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOB, my Fisheye 2 arrived today looking shiny and ready to shoot and "fishify" everything. =] I'm so excited to shoot more frames in a roll since BLOB eats 35mm films. =] I got used to PISTOL, my Holga 120CFN who usually eats 120s. Pistol can also eat 35s, but I still haven't tried that. Feeding him 35s would require electrical tape, a bit of foam, rubberbands, and keen hearing. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I'm really excited to use Blob tomorrow at UPM's Lantern Parade. Will really buy a lot of film at the photolab beside KFC. Which is kinda surprising because I can finally buy film anywhere!!! =] 35s are everywhere. The 120s, you have to get from film pushers talaga. Haha! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy it's Christmas vacation na. The past week seemed like a whole year grabe. -_- I really appreciate the idea that I won't have to do anything! =] Doing nothing rocks talaga!!! See? Ganyan ako na-saturate sobra ng pag-aaral. Grabe, I can imagine med proper. O_O Putanginers. Di bale, kaya yun!!! ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5757600399233103539?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5757600399233103539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5757600399233103539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/12/meet-blob.html' title='Meet BLOB'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1229468827690324142</id><published>2007-12-09T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T15:14:40.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lomo'/><title type='text'>FLU.HOLGA.ISKOOOL.CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>This is the worst time of the year to be sick and yes, I am sick. Punyemas talaga. Kung kelan toxic-to-the-next-level kami. &gt;.&lt; My head hurts. My brain hurts. I have a fucking runny nose and I sound like a dog when I cough. Okay. Too much info. Pero wrong timing talaga. I mean, feeling ko even if I drink my meds on time and all, di ako gagaling kasi wala talagang pahinga. Walang decent sleep. At di na ako tinantanan ng stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soooo in love with Pistol (my Holga). We make pretty children now. Hehe. Oh, and I would really want to go back to Serendra and Bonifacio High Street to shoot some more. =] Really pretty place for holga-ing. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do check my Flickr or my Multiply (just click the links oburder, sa right =P). I prefer that you check the Flickr though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOXICTOXICTOXICTOXICTOXICTOXICTOXICTOXIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!! O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamusta naman ang 3 departmental exam next Saturday?? Ha? Kamusta naman yun??! Hindi! Hindi yun mabuti!!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the topics are loooooooong ha. Parang diniscuss ng one whole year sa highschool tapos one month lang ngayon. Putangina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas is a Fisheye2 and lots of slide films (120 and 35)! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1229468827690324142?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1229468827690324142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1229468827690324142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/12/fluholgaiskooolchristmas.html' title='FLU.HOLGA.ISKOOOL.CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1409043683047543953</id><published>2007-11-28T07:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T07:24:28.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>STRESS.NYALIMI.TRANSPLANTS.TOY CAMERAS</title><content type='html'>It has only been 2 days in this week but it sure feels like a week. Grabe. Sobrang pagod talaga. =[ Well, I guess having a flu adds to the stress. Shit. I hate being sick. &gt;.&lt; Kaya nga mag-dodoktor e!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov. 26, 2007&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PITO! =]&lt;br /&gt;We're happy na natuwa ka sa surprise kiddie party mo na dapat pala ay para sa amin. Hehe. =P Sana hindi magbago si Pito na mabait, makulit at palaging maaasahan. =] Sana rin mahalin na ni Pito lahat ng dinosaurs sa mundo. Oo, pati si Barney. All or Nothing yan. Hehe. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana nga pala nasiyahan si Pito kay Nyalimi. Wahahahahaha!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for the holiday! Sabi ko nga, yung stress ko "week level" na, kaya kailangan ko na talaga ng rest. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to be thankful for pala. My mom and my uncle had the HLA Typing 1 &amp; 2 for the Bone Marrow Transplant and they are a match! =] Miracle na yun for me. Kasi mahirap maghanap ng match. As in, it takes years just to find a match lang. Kaya miracle na talaga ito for me, and super thankful and happy talaga ako. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want 120 slide films. I want an actionsampler flash or a supersampler. O_O Dammit. Nakakaobsess ang lomo cams at toy cameras. O_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1409043683047543953?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1409043683047543953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1409043683047543953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/11/stressnyalimitransplantstoy-cameras.html' title='STRESS.NYALIMI.TRANSPLANTS.TOY CAMERAS'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-8483823072503734245</id><published>2007-11-18T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T19:19:40.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>The World Through a Plastic Lens</title><content type='html'>I am really really happy. =] I finally got Pistol! Yes, I named my Holga. =P He's a Holga 120CFN to be exact. It's similar to the original Holga, but it has a built-in colorsplash flash. Yep, same plastic lens which may sound crude, but is actually what makes it special. The focus is fixed, but this should not limit you from taking good pictures. They don't even have to be good. Just take pictures. You don't really have to think about it. =] The thrill and excitement of not knowing what you'll get is what you want to experience! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, so yeah. I got Pistol from Lomomanila's Lomolove Too Event at Cubao-X. There was a flea market selling different lomo stuff like cameras (of course), films, bags, shirts, frames, and many others. =] They even played music from a vinyl record! Yep, as in yung plaka! =] Keeeeewwwwlll... Pito went with me so he could get film too. Sa wakas, may slide film na siya. Yikeee.... Pa-x-pro mo na yan! ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I just loaded my 3rd roll into Pistol and I will be taking bulb mode shots of Julio Nakpil St. later. I know. I'm a dork O_O Kamusta naman yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get them processed, I'll post my test shots here as soon as possible. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-8483823072503734245?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8483823072503734245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8483823072503734245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/11/world-through-plastic-lens.html' title='The World Through a Plastic Lens'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-893321134673808996</id><published>2007-11-11T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T11:28:08.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>HELLO CYSTEINE BONDS</title><content type='html'>Guess what I fucking did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my hair permed!!! O_O It feels really really weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I love the fact that it won't need that much styling. I don't even need to dry my hair. =] Will just put mousse and I'm good to go. It will need MORE intense conditioning though. But I guess that's okay. =] I just hate trying to figure out what to do with my hair every morning. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so go kulot!!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;AYLAAAAVEEEET!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-893321134673808996?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/893321134673808996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/893321134673808996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-cysteine-bonds.html' title='HELLO CYSTEINE BONDS'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-6163569521117439940</id><published>2007-11-06T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T04:34:14.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Enrollment o_O + RAIN + taxi rides</title><content type='html'>Morning starts with me rushing to UP at 7:30 am. It was raining really hard in Quezon City when I left and yeah, sobrang hassle talaga. When I arrived in Manila, suuuuuuper init naman. Yeah. I know. You're gonna get sick talaga. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma'am Perlie at the Student Records Office is soooo slow. &gt;.&lt; Grabe, nung morning lang na yun siya nagprint ng mga Form 5. O_O It took forever for our fees to be assessed and stamped. Inabot na kami ng lunch time. We had lunch at The Old Spaghetti House in the newly opened Midtown Wing of Robinson's Place. Not many stores were open yet pero it seemed like a really nice place. Design reminds me of MOA. =P Anyhoo, food was yummy, but service sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was spent going back and forth from Pedro Gil (Calderon Hall) to the OSA at Padre Faura. Putangina. Feet hurt like hell. Bakit kasi sabog ang UP Manila??! Pero anyway, sabi nga ni Ryan, NATAPOS ako mag-enroll. Keyword. NATAPOS. And here's my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RzAPEGt8WWI/AAAAAAAAACA/MkmOBjJcLhE/s1600-h/2nd+sem+blk+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RzAPEGt8WWI/AAAAAAAAACA/MkmOBjJcLhE/s320/2nd+sem+blk+14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129616538772199778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to have classes until 7:30 PM. Especially on a Friday. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not even get to my Comm I &amp; II grade which I am deeply pissed about. Not happy about it. Nope. Not happy. And I'm not grade-conscious. Acads-oriented lang. And yes, I get fucking pissed off when I work my ass off on something for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also visited the newer bigger and better (Pucha. Parang commercial.) Powerbooks in Robinson's Place (Midtown Wing). Bought American Psycho by: Bret Easton Ellis. =] At least, that's one thing that temporarily took my mind off the depressing Comm grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RzAOzWt8WVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ytf3T3ejX1w/s1600-h/200px-AmericanPsychoNovel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RzAOzWt8WVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ytf3T3ejX1w/s320/200px-AmericanPsychoNovel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129616251009390930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day ends with a loooong taxi ride home with Pito, Ziella and Ryan. Oh, and funny talks inside the cab with teh friendly cab driver was fun too. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-6163569521117439940?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/6163569521117439940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/6163569521117439940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/11/enrollment-oo-rain-taxi-rides.html' title='Enrollment o_O + RAIN + taxi rides'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RzAPEGt8WWI/AAAAAAAAACA/MkmOBjJcLhE/s72-c/2nd+sem+blk+14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5520645020195776503</id><published>2007-10-29T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T07:29:45.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>48 hours</title><content type='html'>Spent the past 48 hours "marathoning" Grey's Anatomy Seasons 1 and 2 again. And being the emotional person that I am, I cried again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. I'm not even sure now if I can handle being a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I have the 3 Grey's Anatomy Soundtracks in my iPod. Love love love it. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom does not feel good. Her chemo is causing her so much pain, and I don't know what to do. Honestly, I don't trust her fucking doctor. She does not seem to care. That fucking  bitch does not know what she is doing I swear. I really don't know what to do. I mean, I want to ease her pain, but I can't do anything. =[ I know just how much she misses her old life right now. And I can see her getting more tired with every passing minute. And I do not want her to get tired because if she does, she'll lose hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It breaks me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5520645020195776503?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5520645020195776503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5520645020195776503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/48-hours.html' title='48 hours'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-4166581710060057828</id><published>2007-10-22T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T18:59:01.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Hello to Boring Sembreak Days</title><content type='html'>Okay. So, my dad was acting such a jerk a while ago. Paying for my driving school fee is not enough you know?! This is why I miss my mom so much. If she was well, she would accompany me to the LTO. She has always been there for me, I could not even remember when she wasn't there. I just really miss her so much. Dad doesn't really care. Okay, so he pays for everything I need, but I don't really feel like he's there. I just want Mom back now. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not studying how to drive this sembreak, I guess I'll have a booooring sembreak then. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something off topic, have you guys seen Louis Vuitton's Spring 2008 show? There's something neony-color-drenched-weird about the bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/04m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/40m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like this one though. =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/41m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/42m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/44m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? It's NEON PIIIINK. =/ The next two bags are kinda reminiscent of the Murakami. A smudged Murakami that is. =P &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/45m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/47m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/48m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/49m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/51m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the lips. Electric blue, red and violet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/l3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/l2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos are from &lt;a href="http://www.style.com"&gt;STYLE.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-4166581710060057828?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4166581710060057828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4166581710060057828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-to-boring-sembreak-days.html' title='Hello to Boring Sembreak Days'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1393267801427129419</id><published>2007-10-21T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T04:34:14.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Mandatory Sembreak Post</title><content type='html'>Woohoo!!! Finally free from school... or.. COMM!!! Grabe, I love waking up late. =] And having loooong baths. =] And having nothing to worry about. Except picking the right mascara to buy. Nyahahaha... Speaking of that, =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Michelle yesterday at Shang. Talked about stuff and how things went on our side of the world (Diliman and Manila. Hehe). She told me how bored she is after a week of sembreak. And she will have to endure 2 more pa. Yikes! Will I get bored too after the first week? =/ Pero I don't think so, kasi I will study how to drive na. YEAAAHH!!! Will enroll myself on Monday. =] Sana naman hindi ako magkalat sa daan. o_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe, so much digressions. Anyhoo, I wanted to buy a new waterproof volumizing mascara. Yeah, waterproof is a must since the weather in Manila is just so... uggghh. One day you're drenched in sweat, the next day you're soaked in rainwater. -_- I got the mascara from Artdeco. It's really nice, does not clump, volumizes, and curls your lashes upward. No need for eyelash curler na. O diba? =P And can I just say, shopping for mascara is the HARDEST and "PINAKAHASSLE" thing in the world. Ang hirap kaya magtanggal ng mascara sa lashes nang paulit-ulit. I think we tried like, 10 products? Ahh.. basta... Madami,so hard to choose. Oh, and I also liked the one from Lancome (Hypnose)actually, but they don't have waterproof so, baah. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much nice stuff left from Topshop's Midseason Sale. Wasn't able to go to the first day of the sale because...  because... I was busy with Comm!!! =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need new non-academic books to read pronto! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Fendi had their Fall/Winter 2007 show in China. At the Great Wall of China to be specific. =] Spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RxqXh_Mxn4I/AAAAAAAAABg/MEFnRWzjE9M/s1600-h/fendi_beijing_great_wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RxqXh_Mxn4I/AAAAAAAAABg/MEFnRWzjE9M/s320/fendi_beijing_great_wall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123574136243855234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RxqXwPMxn5I/AAAAAAAAABo/7dia3HFJCTA/s1600-h/fendi_great_wall_china.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RxqXwPMxn5I/AAAAAAAAABo/7dia3HFJCTA/s320/fendi_great_wall_china.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123574381056991122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganda ng HEROES, GOSSIP GIRL at PRISON BREAK!!!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1393267801427129419?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1393267801427129419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1393267801427129419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/mandatory-sembreak-post.html' title='Mandatory Sembreak Post'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RxqXh_Mxn4I/AAAAAAAAABg/MEFnRWzjE9M/s72-c/fendi_beijing_great_wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-8943637815046883489</id><published>2007-10-16T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T18:04:08.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>COMM.MATH.LOMO.GOSSIP.BAGELS</title><content type='html'>Hay nako. Do or die talaga 'tong Comm ko. I just received my murdered draft yesterday. I don't even think it's proper to call my draft a "draft". It's just a bunch of papers. -_- The final paper I need to make is soooooooo not like the draft. I'm not making revisions at all. I'm making another paper. -_- Ma'am Gavino could have at least advised me about this earlier diba? Hinintay pa niya akong gumawa ng draft. Punyetang buhay to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe my highest score out of all the 5 departmental exams in Math was the last depex. =O I got a 1.0 for that test! Holy... After all the whining, okay naman pala. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm exempted for the Math Finals, but I need the step up badly. -_- I have Philo issues. I need 85 to maintain and 94 to move a step up. Kaya ko ba yun???! o_O That's like 7 mistakes to maintain and 3 mistakes to move a step up. WAAAAAHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a Lomo LC-A+ cam pronto. Hay nako Pito. I'm so jealous. Tapos binodega mo lang yung lomo cam mo, yun pala LC-A!&lt;br /&gt;I want a Lomo LC-A+ now. Complete with colorsplash, fisheye lenses, and expired films pleaaassseee..... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gossip Girl TV series is love. Now I have to rekindle my love for the book series. =P The TV series kinda replaced my love for The O.C., which did not exactly end well. -_- Anyhoo, Gossip Girl has nice fashion too. (Yay!! =]) Oh, and the music, a little Pop, pero okay ha. I think the person who arranged the music for The O.C. and Grey's Anatomy is the same person behind Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ABOUT MY BREAKFAST =D&lt;br /&gt;finally had bagels with cream cheese and coffee. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-8943637815046883489?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8943637815046883489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8943637815046883489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/commmathlomogossipbagels.html' title='COMM.MATH.LOMO.GOSSIP.BAGELS'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5859800187588980329</id><published>2007-10-09T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T15:20:12.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>On Antacids, Killer Math Exams and Good News??!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is Math-Comm Day! *insert oozing sarcasm here* It's sooooo pleasant I could not even remember how happy I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAAAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math was killer. Exemption is totally out of my reach right now. I need to take that fucking Final Exam next week. 2013 buddies told us that they do recycle Final Exams. Hmmm... Sana nga lang diba. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMM. SAME SITUATION. PRESSURE IS STILL ON. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey! I have made progress. (Naksss...) I have already passed my reaction paper and have already started on the draft body. =] Thursday is like temporary salvation and it is a MUST to have that salvation. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I will devote a special part of my blog entry to the two best teachers in the world!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For SIR JAKE APARATO and MA'AM CELESTINA BONCAN =]&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you from all of us in iMed 2014.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi niyo po alam kung gaano kalaking blessing ang pag-extend niyo ng deadline ng PE reaction paper at pag-move ng 3rd Histo long exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing you have even saved lives.&lt;br /&gt;Mine included. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care if I have stuff to do next week. Just as long as, I get through this week unscathed and sane. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, main problems are...&lt;br /&gt;COMM (opkors. -_-)&lt;br /&gt;PHILO (putangina talaga)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach got acidic AGAIN this afternoon. Excruciating pain it is. Good thing Dane was there to help me buy antacids in the drugstore. (Awwww...)  I think I really need to visit the doctor soon. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5859800187588980329?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5859800187588980329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5859800187588980329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/on-antacids-killer-math-exams-and-good.html' title='On Antacids, Killer Math Exams and Good News??!!!'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5818440099722563151</id><published>2007-10-06T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T18:53:05.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>SCHOOL.FAT.MOM.DEPRESSION</title><content type='html'>I could not remember the last time I felt so tired. Pisay pa ata? But this. This is just different. Pisay was waaaaaaaaaayyy easier than this. =[ I can really feel myself on the verge of cracking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the stupid Philo exam did it. Imagine. 120 fucking items. Multiple Choice. 3 hours. Out-of-this-world questions. 3-hour sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy fucking hell. X[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have just slept last night. Reviewing didn't help at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, I have migraine and a hurting neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Requirements for Salvation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. last Math 17 Departmental Exam&lt;br /&gt;2. Final Exam for Math 17&lt;br /&gt;3. fucking Philo Essay - I HATE PHILOSOPHY. PERIOD.&lt;br /&gt;4. PE Reaction Paper&lt;br /&gt;5. last Histo 5 Long Exam - Shit. I used to like Histo. But this part. This part is just boooooring and looooooooooooong. =[&lt;br /&gt;6. COMM 2 Term Paper Stuff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - Gaaaaahhhhh.... Ayoko na. Ma'am Gavino is so friggin' old. She even accused me of plagiarizing my outline. Medyo lang naman I slept at 2:00 AM just to finish that fucking outline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL FAT. -_- This is so not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my mom doing her mommy duties. =,[ I just want her to get well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5818440099722563151?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5818440099722563151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5818440099722563151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/schoolfatmomdepression.html' title='SCHOOL.FAT.MOM.DEPRESSION'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-7465126451305427010</id><published>2007-10-01T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T04:34:15.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>HOODIES</title><content type='html'>Never really enjoyed gloomy weather. But there's something about wearing hoodies that's so comfy and carefree. =] Plus, I love it when they come in funky prints and colors. &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST HAVE BAGELS WITH CREAM CHEESE FOR BREAKFAST. o_O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philo is HELL. Really really thick &lt;strike&gt;gibberish&lt;/strike&gt; readings. Makes me want to puke. The history of Philosophy and the fallacies were okay. But Immanuel Kant is PFSDGFD$%@#!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New addiction: NIKE AIRFORCE 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RwDn9_Mxn3I/AAAAAAAAABY/KkQ9qZ3d7Ik/s1600-h/AF1-11670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RwDn9_Mxn3I/AAAAAAAAABY/KkQ9qZ3d7Ik/s320/AF1-11670.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116344228815937394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RwDn3_Mxn2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/KN2NXF4x_-Y/s1600-h/AF1-11656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RwDn3_Mxn2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/KN2NXF4x_-Y/s320/AF1-11656.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116344125736722274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RwDnw_Mxn1I/AAAAAAAAABI/JPj0B2LULyg/s1600-h/AF1-11643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RwDnw_Mxn1I/AAAAAAAAABI/JPj0B2LULyg/s320/AF1-11643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116344005477637970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RwDnqvMxn0I/AAAAAAAAABA/k1W6jMEVI8c/s1600-h/AF1-11633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RwDnqvMxn0I/AAAAAAAAABA/k1W6jMEVI8c/s320/AF1-11633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116343898103455554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RwDnh_MxnzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/OnVUehueUiE/s1600-h/AF1-11627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RwDnh_MxnzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/OnVUehueUiE/s320/AF1-11627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116343747779600178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home. As in really miss home. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for this sem to be over already. The idea that the sembreak is 2 weeks from now is the only thing that keeps me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will take up driving lessons sooooon... Wahoooooo... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I saw some yogurt in the fridge. Yummm.... =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-7465126451305427010?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7465126451305427010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7465126451305427010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/hoodies.html' title='HOODIES'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RwDn9_Mxn3I/AAAAAAAAABY/KkQ9qZ3d7Ik/s72-c/AF1-11670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1260152460882976705</id><published>2007-09-23T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T23:02:16.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>The Torturous Week</title><content type='html'>...is over. Or on second thought... hindi pa ata. We will be rushing to finish everything in roughly 3 weeks. And yes, that includes the dreaded term paper for Comm. Holy shit. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally found my trusty weapon during those "puyat nights".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nescafe 3-in-1 Intense. You are love. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been too caffeinated for the past week. Yeah. Kinda feels like caffeine powers me. I know it's bad, but what the heck. I get to finish studying. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stress of the past week took its toll on me, and now I'm down with a fucking sore throat/tonsilitis-that-I-will-have-forever-unless-I-get-a-tonsillectomy, fever, cough and colds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I'm suuuuuper sick. -_- And because of that, I wasn't able to join Blk 14 in their pre-run at UP Diliman this morning. Oh well, will probably do it on Wednesday... after I research at the Diliman library for my Comm. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOOO....On brighter things, like shopping. Teehee. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was able to pass by the mall kanina before going to the dorm. I snagged an emerald green peasant top and a mod black dress both from Zara, and a colorful scarf from Topshop! =] Love love the scarf. It's black, with fringes, and has multi-colored foil prints. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you must visit Zara at TriNoma. The salespeople there are the best. Friendly, helpful and all. Not like "the other Spanish brand's salesclerks". *coughmangocough* Plus, the store is just really nice. It's big and has windows where you can see the beautifully landscaped outside. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I guess I hafta go do something Comm. Was just trying to take a break after reading that stupid Philo essay. o_O Wassshhoo... Excuses. Hahaha. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1260152460882976705?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1260152460882976705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1260152460882976705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/09/torturous-weel.html' title='The Torturous Week'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-3926054621181027142</id><published>2007-09-13T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T16:36:09.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Here comes the fun part...</title><content type='html'>College has really been nothing for the past 3 months. Few subjects. Frequent lunches in the mall. And lotsa movies. =] There have been a couple of painful stuff of course. But you usually only need to worry about one quiz, departmental exam or paper in a week. So, yeah... I guess you could say we've been very relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I buried 2013's warning somewhere in my cluttered brain which is why I could not remember it anymore. What was that again? Oh... "Sa una lang yan..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye sweet days. Hello toxicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers gave us like a lot of stuff to do and study about. As in A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;1. Comm: Debate/Role Play ("A Modest Proposal" by: Jonathan Swift)&lt;br /&gt;2. Philo: Essay on 'Why avoid fallacies even if they are more efficient?"&lt;br /&gt;3. Philo: Submit an actual article containing a fallacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;1. Nat Sci (Bio): First Departmental Exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;1. Histo: Departmental Exam (16th century medicine during the Spanish occupation until the American occupation) -_- pucha... ang haba nito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;1. Math: 4th Departmental Exam (Trig)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and let us not forget the Comm concept paper due anytime next week, and the Comm term paper which is due three weeks from now! "_"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine my teeny weeny little weekend cramped with all of these shit. Arrrgghhh... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I was last stressed by school. =P Yep. 4th year Pisay. The hiatus from the stress only intensified my "re-exposure" to the stress!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Save me please. 30 hours a day would be very good for me. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoooo.... (Too much ranting about these onlyl magnifies the enormity of my predicaments!! o_O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had nachos and quesadillas for merienda. =] It's Ricky's libre. Heehee. There was also this funny sign about the proper way of eating a burrito. Reminded me a lot of Garrick's hand dryer/spaghetti sign. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Ruj2KAoKCrgAAGvAbtI1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.maisieessh.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Ruj2KAoKCrgAAGvAbtI1/IMG_4329edit.jpg?et=5qLZ4kaGasPP66IIlY1R1A" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Heroes Season 2! Yeeee.... o_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-3926054621181027142?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3926054621181027142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3926054621181027142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/09/here-comes-fun-part.html' title='Here comes the fun part...'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1568103639361478375</id><published>2007-08-27T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T09:14:33.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pisay'/><title type='text'>Retro Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>I'm still super tired from last week's puyatan and emotional stress. Grabe. When I got home nung Saturday morning, I fell asleep ulit. I think andun na rin yung hype of winning LadyMed. =P Anyhoo, it's a good thing we don't have class today. More time for me to study and watch TV. =] As for the emotional stress I mentioned earlier, it's my mom. She got an infection a week after her second chemo. I didn't really know how grave her condition was until I visited her nung Thursday sa hospital. I wasn't really able to stop the tears from flowing. Iba kasi yung pag makikita mo siya. Her eye infection was really bad. As in it's popping out already and it's bloodshot na talaga. She told me how painful it was and, at that moment, I never wished for anything else but for that pain to be relieved. Kahit ako na lang. I dunno how pero basta sana ako na lang maghirap. Shit. Ang super emotional ko. Sorry lang. Buti ngayon okay na siya. The first meds weren't working. Wala kasing enough WBC to help fight off the infection so they gave her external meds (eyedrops). Buti na lang, that one worked, kaya she can go home na tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was irritable yesterday. Ewan ko nga kung bakit e. Just felt really inis and bad trip all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't finished studying Math and Comm. Oh, and konting Geo din pala. Tanginang depex yan. Di talaga matuloy-tuloy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go shopping right now. The last time I checked Zara, super dami kong nagustuhan. There was this cute plaid shirt, emerald green peasant top, and neon printed hoodie (80's style!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisay Alumni homecoming na on Sept. 1 (Saturday). Theme is retro (70s-80s). =] Hmmm... I'm thinking huge oversized shirt, leggings, and aviators. =] Maybe a black and white gingham head scarf too. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go na muna. Saw some yogurt in the fridge. Yumm! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1568103639361478375?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1568103639361478375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1568103639361478375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/08/retro-rainy-days.html' title='Retro Rainy Days'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1772956408991526859</id><published>2007-08-18T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T08:50:07.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Rainy Days and Mondays</title><content type='html'>6 days na walang pasok. Shet. Saan pa ba may ganyan? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero sa totoo lang, they don't really have a choice. Unless they want us to go to school in scuba diving outfits. =P Manila's drainage system is so-not-working. Yuck. Ang landi nung huli. Haha. Joke lang. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet everyone's really happy about the rain and the suspension of classes. Ako super happy. I can finally work on my notecards for Comm's term paper. =] O ayan Pito, may time na talaga tayo. 'Di mo na kailangan bumili ng time. =P Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being back at home for more than 2 days is very comforting. =] I mean, my bed, my TV, the Internet, and most of all the FOOD. I can't believe I would say this pero I AM SUPER GETTING TIRED OF FASTFOOD. As in, just the smell of it can make me puke. Basta. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally have something science and related to Med. Haaay... May Bio na. =P Yun kasing first half ng Nat Sci 2 namin Geo, at yun lang ang Science subject namin. Kamusta naman 'yon? And speaking of Geo, lagi na lang postponed yung last DepEx namin. Pucha. Pagod na akong mag-aral ng mga bato. --_--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'll go ahead muna and eat real breakfast then start with Comm. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1772956408991526859?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1772956408991526859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1772956408991526859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/08/rainy-days-and-mondays.html' title='Rainy Days and Mondays'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5581796937757393878</id><published>2007-08-03T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T18:43:19.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pisay'/><title type='text'>On Awards Nights, Cross-dressing Environmentalists, Bookstands and Exams</title><content type='html'>This week was a year. Oo, literal talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cinemalaya Awards Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siyempre di nagpahuli ang Pisay. We won the Best Production Design, Best Director and Audience Choice Award. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner sa Dencio's with the Pisay crew and cast =O. We almost died of shame. Nakakahiya talaga pucha. May paplano-plano pa kaming bagalan yung lakad. E, nahatak din kami to join. XP Pero ayun, masarap yung sisig kaya okay na. (Haha. May ganun??!) Deeh. Joke lang. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert din pala sa Iceberg's. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayne, pucha. Ang guwapo ng ka-loveteam mo. *faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ladymed Photoshoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito super stressing. We had to finish the headress pa kasi, and then, I had to do Nico's make-up. Pero worth it naman e. Diba?? diba? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birthday ni Hopee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pasta was divine. Galing naman ni Hopee mag-cook. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Bookstands sa Med Lib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siyempre, kasama talaga siya sa blog entry ko. Kamusta naman yun? Anyway, ang cool talaga e. Mas masarap mag-aral. Pucha. Ang geeky ko na. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Histo Long Exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lang actually. Although it appeared that only 40% of what I memorized came out in the test. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barangay Elections Registration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh. Kaya nga ako nasa bahay ngayon. =P Woohoo!!! Kaso, na-move naman yung Math DepEx bukas. =/ Hello birthday exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyhoo... Just so I don't feel guilty I will go ahead and study Math for now. Haha. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5581796937757393878?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5581796937757393878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5581796937757393878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-awards-nights-cross-dressing.html' title='On Awards Nights, Cross-dressing Environmentalists, Bookstands and Exams'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-7723902508371851456</id><published>2007-08-03T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T18:40:42.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Topshop Private Sale *tee-hee* =D</title><content type='html'>Yey!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Super happy day to. Invited ako sa private sale kanina ng Topshop.&lt;/span&gt; Tapos, yan pa yung day before my birthday. Woohoo!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ultimate birthday gift to myself talaga. =D&lt;/span&gt; Buti na lang, chummy chums na kami nung sales associates and assistants sa Trinoma branch, kaya I got to reserve yesterday. =D Buti na lang talaga. Ang bilis magkaubusan ng sizes kanina e. Pero, ang saya grabe. Marami pang available at halos lahat may sizes! =D Dati kasi, puro big sizes na lang yung natitira kapag sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sayang di nakasama si Mich.&lt;/span&gt; Late niya natanggap message ko e. You may bring your friends pa naman. =/ Miss ko pa naman si Mich. *awwwwww* Sayang. Di bale, Mich. Catch up tayo sa Sunday ha. Coffee tayo. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-7723902508371851456?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7723902508371851456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7723902508371851456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/08/topshop-private-sale-tee-hee-d.html' title='Topshop Private Sale *tee-hee* =D'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-662483366442817901</id><published>2007-07-15T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T08:00:05.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>About Everything That Happened</title><content type='html'>Sa sobrang dami ng nangyari, I don't know where to start. Hindi ito dahil sa toxic na kami or anything like that, kasi hindi pa naman talaga. Hindi school e. Masyado lang talagang maraming nangyari nang sabay-sabay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut straight to the point, my mom has AML. And para sa lahat ng mga kaibigan kong nagbabasa nito, she will be needing your prayers. She was diagnosed the night before Egg's despedida, and she needed me the night before Egg was to leave for the States. Kaya Egg, sorry talaga. Hindi mo lang alam kung gaano kasakit yun para sa akin. Miss na miss na kita. Gaya nito. Wala akong mapagbuhusan. Pareho kayong malayo ni Mich sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom stayed in the hospital for 10 days for her chemotherapy. At hindi talaga lahat pareho ng dati. Iba yung dating sa bahay pag wala si Mama. Basta. Parang kahit tuloy yung mga panahong pinapagalitan niya ako, namimiss ko na. May 2 na kaming helpers sa bahay. Kahit napansin kong less work ang ginagawa ko sa bahay ngayon, hindi ko yun gusto kasi iba parin talaga yung sitwasyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang lungkot ng bahay. Ang tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakalabas na ngayon ng hospital si Mama. Kaso, baby muna siya for a month. After kasi ng chemo, wala siyang immune system. As in wala. You can't go to her without a mask ang without disinfecting your hands and arms. Cough or colds could be fatal to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero okay ang prognosis. Yun yung maganda talaga. Okay ang response niya sa chemo kaya masaya ako. Pero simula talaga nung nalaman kong may sakit siya. Walang araw na hindi ko siya inisip. Ang sakit-sakit sa dibdib nung gusto mong alagaan ang mom mo pero wala ka sa tabi niya. Ang layo ko kasi. Manila pa. Ang hapdi talaga sa dibdib. Bakit kung kailan pagkalayu-layo ko, dun pa siya nagkasakit ng grabe. Gusto ko sana maalagaan ko siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naawa din ako sa dad ko. Inassume niya ang responsibilities both ng dad at mom. Feeling ko nun, baka siya naman magkasakit kaya pinapagalitan ko siya lagi na magpahinga. E dad ko kasi, masyadong nagmamadali. Basta, siya yung type na parang laging under pressure. Kapatid ko naman, mukhang okay. Pero alam ko na deep inside, masakit din para sa kanya. Pati behavior niya nag-iba rin kasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matapang ang mom ko. Gusto ko sana, ganun din ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinaya niya lahat ng gamot na binibigay sa kanya during her first chemo. Mahapdi daw yung gamot pag pumapasok sa ugat niya. Parang blade na gumuguhit. Viscous kasi yung gamot kaya you can imagine kung gaano nga talaga yung kasakit pag dumadaan sa ugat niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hindi lang yun e. Nung una niyang malaman yung news, alam ko on the verge of giving up na siya. Pag kasi narinig mo yung doctor at yung mga gagawin sayo (treatment), parang ma-ooverwhelm ka at parang sasabihin mong wag na lang. Nung una ganun siya. Pero siyempre, hindi ko yun gusto. Kasi kaya naman namin e. Gagaling siya. Sabi ko sa kanya, di ko kaya pag iniwan niya kami. Well, at least not now. Lahat naman kasi tayo babalik rin sa Kanya diba? Pero yun nga lang yung hiling ko. Not now please. Marami pa akong gustong gawin with her. Kailangan makita pa niyang maging doctor ako. Of all people, siya dapat ang makakita sa akin nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, pumayag siya. Sabi niya kakayanin niya. Magpapagaling siya para kay God. Para kay Papa. At para sa aming magkapatid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko lubos maisip kung bakit may ganitong klaseng sakit. Akala ko sa movies lang ito. Yun pala, totoo na. Ang mas puzzling pa, ay yung cause ng sakit. Hindi siya genetic. Hindi siya sa food. Translocation siya. (Yes, Pisay people. Translocation talaga.) Talagang sobrang liit na chance. At nangyari yun sa mom ko. Napaka-ironic kung iisipin mo. Kasi ngayon, I'm taking up Medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, okay naman siya. Yun nga sobrang delicate lang ng condition niya. Pero kaya niya. Kaya ayun nga, sana pagpray niyo siya. Sa mga kakilala ko, alam ko hindi halata sa akin na ganito nga ang nararamdaman ko. Ako kasi mismo, nilalabas ko to sa system ko. Alam ko kasi na ayaw ni mama na malungkot ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam ko naman gagaling din siya agad e. Sabi na nga ng isang friend ko, "Di tayo bibigyan ni God ng challenges na hindi natin kayang malampasan." My mom has conquered bigger battles. Pero that's another story. Pang-"Maalaala mo Kaya" yung mga yun. Alam ko kaya niya to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorang nagpapasalamat ako sa kaibigan na laging andyan sa tabi ko. Salamat sa pakikinig sa akin at salamat sa encouraging words. Nakakagaan talaga ng loob. Ziella and Tita Grace, salamat sa paghatid sa akin last week. Ryan, Tito Raul and Tita Cristy, salamat din sa pagsabay sa akin. Sina Tita Lina, salamat sa pag-aalaga sa amin. Hindi ko alam kung gaano pa karaming thank you ang kailangan to suffice how grateful I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masarap malamang marami paring taong handang tumulong at makidamay kapag kaharap mo yung ganitong klaseng problema.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-662483366442817901?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/662483366442817901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/662483366442817901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/07/about-everything-that-happened.html' title='About Everything That Happened'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-3875166651459790629</id><published>2007-06-15T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T04:47:41.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>College so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a 3 araw na pasok namin, 3 teachers lang ang na-meet namin (Block 14) at 1 real class lang ang naganap. Kamusta naman yun? &lt;/span&gt;Talagang naglakad kami sa arawan para sa wala. At oo, tiniis namin yung init at pollution ng Pedro Gil at Faura para sa wala. Kamusta naman? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At hindi biro yung lakaran a. Kung ang dorm mo ay sa Nakpil at ang mga klase mo ay sa Faura (take note, sa CAS building pa ito ha. siya yung isolated building ng UP Manila.), ewan ko lang talaga kung di lumawit ang dila mo sa morning walk mo araw-araw.&lt;/span&gt; Kaya pala pumayat si Kuya JF. Sobrang malinaw na ang dahilan. At ako na ang nagsasabi ngayon. Hindi ka puwede mag-diet. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diet here means SUICIDE.&lt;/span&gt; Kailangan mo talaga kumain ng real food. Yep, REAL FOOD dapat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero okay na rin. At least may real class kami. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E yung Block 13. They met one teacher. No real class. =P&lt;/span&gt; So, talagang walang kuwenta ang first days nila of college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a. Pero feeling ko mamimiss namin yun e. &lt;/span&gt;Benign stress pa naman e. (Yuck!!! The term. =P) Kaya okay na rin pala ang walang ginagawa. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next week... TOXIC na lahat... =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyhow, ang saya magdorm!!!&lt;/span&gt; Talagang feeling ko ang independent ko na talaga at talagang tumatak sa akin na college na ako. =] Nung first night, di kami nakatulog though. Pero yung nights after that, okay na. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love my roommates! Lovely, Shayne at Ziella! Super fun ang mga kuwentuhan tuwing gabi. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Masaya rin ang mga kainan. =] &lt;/span&gt;Kahit sa foodcourt ng Rob, sa carinderia o sa sahig ng dorm pa yan. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pito, Ryan, Henson, KG and Joreb, salamat pala sa almusal kaninang umaga ha. =] Ako lang kasi yung Block 14 sa dorm namin. Kaya yung roommates ko naghihilik pa nung umalis ako. =P 10:00 pa kasi pasok nila. Sumabay na lang ako kina Pito. Kapitbahay lang naman e. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panalo rin pala yung mga bar at beerhouse! Woohoo!!!&lt;/span&gt; Yung tipong madaling araw, may naririnig kang d&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ugsh-dugsh-dugsh-dugdugdugsh-dugsh-dusgh, some chipipay club music, at mga lasing na nagkakaraoke&lt;/span&gt;. Tipong "HETO NA!!!! HETOO NA!!! HETO NAAA!! WAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!" Buti sa tabi lang namin kaya may wall pa to shield the sounds. Paano naman kina Pito diba? Harap nila yung beerhouse kaya parang katabi lang nila. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuck. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ang incoherent ko na naman. =P&lt;/span&gt; Ah ewan. Basta yun. Bear with me na lang. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMM I &amp; II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Ma'am Gavino! Uy... astig to. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hodgepodge siya ng Pisay English teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma'am Oblepias' style + Ma'am Bernal's good looks + Ms. Osit's big hair = MA'AM GAVINO. Hahahahaha... Basta. Magaling siya magturo na magulo. =P Andami niya kasing ideas tapos she can't hold on to all of them kaya she has to talk REALLY FAST para di niya makalimutan. Pero super galing nung ideas yun nga lang, talagang patalon-talon yung discussion. Puro digressions. Parang yung blog post na to. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PE I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Jake Aparato! Hmmm... basta parang ang depressed niya. =P Ewan. Di ko rin siya maintindihan e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATH 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Rowena Bastero. Makulit siya. Mukhang mabait. Pero I stress ha. MUKHANG MABAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sa class naman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super saya!&lt;/span&gt; Okay na ako ngayon. At least, may mga iba na akong kausap. Hindi yung puro sina Nico, Ryan and company na lang lagi. =] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mukhang magiging bonded ang imed 2014. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am really really excited for next week. As in yung real classes na ha! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-3875166651459790629?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3875166651459790629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3875166651459790629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/06/parking-no.html' title='College so far'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-6999406788800228847</id><published>2007-06-12T06:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T06:23:41.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dorm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>In 12 hours....</title><content type='html'>In approximately 12 hours... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buhay dormer na ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I could not exactly say na excited ako.&lt;/span&gt; Di ko rin naman masabi na I am abhoring that fact. Parang both e. =P (Sorry naman. Ang gulo ko talaga.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakoooooo!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buh-bye comfort of my bed.&lt;/span&gt; Buh-bye yummy home-cooked meals. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buh-bye privacy of my room.&lt;/span&gt; Buh-bye annoying little brother. Buh-bye Dad and Mom. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At ang pinakaimportante sa lahat... Buh-bye TV... :,(  Waaaahhhhh!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Ayaw kasi ako payagan na dalhin yung TV e. Di bale, in time, I will work my magic powers and finally convince them how "boring" it is there. (Alam ko namang hindi magiging boring e. Hindi yata boring mga kasama ko! Haha. Naks naks! =P) Pero basta yun. Cable-ready nga yung dorm e. Kasama na yun sa bayad mo. So might as well use it right??? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di bale, next week, may TV na kami dun. Nyahahaha!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, eenjoy ko muna ang bahay namin. =] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As for my blogging, I will try to update often. If not, matatambak lahat sa weekend ang kuwento ko. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-6999406788800228847?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/6999406788800228847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/6999406788800228847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-12-hours.html' title='In 12 hours....'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-4349804646621728180</id><published>2007-06-10T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T04:48:28.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>EAT THE RICH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally got the Proudrace shirts I ordered yesterday. =]&lt;/span&gt; I love them!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RmtgvgoKCrgAADRMVGA1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.maisieessh.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RmtgvgoKCrgAADRMVGA1/CIMG0023.jpg?et=xNMo7B2vpJO60XrOx7tiZg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture from: &lt;a href="http://readysetrace.livejournal.com/"&gt;Proudrace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got the...&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS NOT BY HOUSE OF HOLLAND shirt&lt;br /&gt;EAT THE RICH shirt&lt;br /&gt;JUST DANCE DON'T VOGUE KYLIE MINOGUE shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang cool grabe. Will defeinitely wait for their next line. Sabi ni Rik, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they will be expanding their "WAS MY FIRST" shirts.&lt;/span&gt; The first one of these was the CORY KENNEDY WAS MY FIRST. What they're trying to do now is to make these personalized kaya you can tell them who you want to be your first. =O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, for the shirt that is.  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/Rmtg8QoKCrgAADmaQ0g1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.maisieessh.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Rmtg8QoKCrgAADmaQ0g1/PHTO0090.jpg?et=jX2Sf9RKHaQuxHgdIYhIbA" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture from: &lt;a href="http://readysetrace.livejournal.com/"&gt;Proudrace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tapos, they wanted to personalize more kaya they are also coming up with shirts with "your name" on it.&lt;/span&gt; As in you tell them the name for the shirt tapos, they will make a rhyme! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's soon pa. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, you may check out their current designs at &lt;a href="http://readysetrace.livejournal.com/"&gt;Proudrace&lt;/a&gt;. You may e-mail &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;proudrace@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt; for orders/inquiries about their made-to-order line. Contact person is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rik&lt;/span&gt;. Sabihin niyo, nirefer kayo ni Maisie ha! =D They also have shirts available at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Store for all Seasons at 605 Shaw Blvd. Ground floor, Conservatory Bldg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate. It's a parody, not a ripoff - Proudrace (referring to the House of Holland)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*transition here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, wala lang, just wanted to share. I'm reading &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paulo Coelho's latest book entitled The Witch of Portobello&lt;/span&gt;, and it's really really nice. I haven't even finished it yet pero inspired na ako in so many ways. Sobrang eye-opener siya. =] Will make a review kapag tapos ko na.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Napadpad din pala ako sa Powerbooks yesterday at siyempre, I went gaga again over the books. Oh, and I made a list! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To-read books:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Paulo Coelho's The Witch of Portobello (currently reading this)&lt;br /&gt;2. Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Being&lt;br /&gt;3. Daniel Keyes's Flowers for Algernon&lt;br /&gt;4. J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows&lt;br /&gt;5. Bob Ong's MacArthur&lt;br /&gt;6. Jeffrey Eugenides' The Virgin Suicides&lt;br /&gt;7. Gabriel Garcia Marquez's Memories of My Melancholy Whores&lt;br /&gt;8. Jeanette Walls's The Glass Castle&lt;br /&gt;9. Sean Wilsey's Oh The Glory of It All&lt;br /&gt;10. Mary Gaitskill's Veronica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hala. Andami. =P Pucha.&lt;/span&gt; Ang geeky ko na talaga. Kamusta naman yun? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-4349804646621728180?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4349804646621728180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4349804646621728180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/06/eat-rich.html' title='EAT THE RICH'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-2688522590286875261</id><published>2007-06-03T12:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T12:46:44.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>electroclashcherrypopcheesy80'sdiscotrashnewwavecandypunkdancerockmodernalt.f%#k</title><content type='html'>Tried listening to a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;different brand of music&lt;/span&gt; naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dance electronica&lt;/span&gt;, Post-punk revival, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Synthpop&lt;/span&gt;, House, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trance&lt;/span&gt;, New Wave, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Electropop&lt;/span&gt;, Indie pop, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Electroclash...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm actually liking it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my playlist:&lt;br /&gt;1. W.A.Y.U.H. - The Rapture&lt;br /&gt;2.She's Good for Business - MSTRKRFT&lt;br /&gt;3. Cheated Hearts (Peaches Remix) - Yeah Yeah Yeahs&lt;br /&gt;4. Are You The One? - The Presets&lt;br /&gt;5. Anyone - Moving Units&lt;br /&gt;6. May Day - Spektrum&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't You Want Me Baby - The Human League&lt;br /&gt;8. Easy Love - MSTRKRFT&lt;br /&gt;9. 3 Weeks - Tiga&lt;br /&gt;10. Tony the Beat - The Sounds&lt;br /&gt;11. Dance, Dance (Tommie Shine Remix) - Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;12. Beat of My Heart - Hilary Duff&lt;br /&gt;13. (Far from) Home - Tiga&lt;br /&gt;14. Two More Years (MSTRKRFT Remix) - Bloc Party&lt;br /&gt;15. Bitch - Rinocerose&lt;br /&gt;16. You Don't Have to Shout - The Robocop Kraus&lt;br /&gt;17. Love is a Deserter - The Kills&lt;br /&gt;18. Ride a White Horse - Goldfrapp&lt;br /&gt;19. Standing in the Way of Control - The Gossip&lt;br /&gt;20. Cubicle - Rinocerose&lt;br /&gt;21. Faster Kill Pussy Cat - Paul Oakenfold feat. Brittany Murphy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to link this to music, the closest would be the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arctic_monkeys"&gt;Arctic Monkeys&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Bravery"&gt;The Bravery&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New music is cooool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-2688522590286875261?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2688522590286875261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2688522590286875261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/06/electroclashcherrypopcheesy80sdiscotras.html' title='electroclashcherrypopcheesy80&apos;sdiscotrashnewwavecandypunkdancerockmodernalt.f%#k'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1053125018352605615</id><published>2007-05-30T10:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T10:21:48.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>On Celebrity Sightings and Dentist Appointments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parang kahapon lang ako nawindang sa katotohanan na malapit na magpasukan.&lt;/span&gt; Shit. Oo nga. June 13 na. Tapos, I will stay in the dorm on June 12 na. Wow. Independence Day talaga ito. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt; Kaya naman sobrang lulubusin ko na. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kahit every other day na lakwatsa payag na rin ang parents ko. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, di ko akalain na lalabas ako kahapon. D&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apat kasi may appointment ako sa dentist.&lt;/span&gt; May bubunutin na molar (ouucchh!), may lalagyan ng sealant and yung usual na oral prophylaxis. Andami pa naman nag-aaya sa akin maglakwatsa. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt; Si Erik naghahanap ng kadamay kasi sasama siya sa Muon gimmick sa TriNoma. Pero sabay siya ng appointment ko sa dentist. Kaya sabi ko di ako makakapunta. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt; Si Egg and Mich naman, nag-aaya sa Podium. Pero afternoon pa. Sabi ko, I'll see if I can go kasi baka lagnatin ako. Molar kasi yung bubunutin. Siyempre super sad ako kasi gusto ko talaga lumabas. Haha. Pero ayun! Naaksidente raw yung dentist! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kaya rescheduled ang appointment ko! Yey!!! &lt;/span&gt;Teka.. di ako masaya na naaksidente siya ha. Masaya ako kasi makakalabas ako, at least with sina Egg and Mich. Di ko na naabutan yung kina Erik e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siyempre, diretso ako ng Podium para humabol.&lt;/span&gt; I just wished I could've dressed better. What I wore yesterday wasn't exactly my best gimmick outfit kaya ayun... Mukha akong ewan. Kasi naman diba. Akala ko sa dentist lang ako. Kaya dentist outfit yun. Haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nakita namin si Mia Fausto ng Seventeen magazine pati si Bianca Araneta! Ang ganda ni Bianca pramis!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt; Nung pauwi na, dumaan ako ng Shang. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tapos, nakita ko si Shaina Magdayao sa Rustan's!&lt;/span&gt; Di gaano matangkad. Pero super pretty. Ang kapal ng eyelashes. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt; Siyempre, nakalimutan ko magpapicture diba. Nakalimutan ko na dala ko pala yung camera. Sayang. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1053125018352605615?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1053125018352605615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1053125018352605615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-celebrity-sightings-and-dentist.html' title='On Celebrity Sightings and Dentist Appointments'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-7791066464835744541</id><published>2007-05-23T07:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T07:31:39.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>How to Stop an Exploding Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where does it come from, this quest?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This need to solve life's mysteries from the simplest of questions can never be answered?&lt;/span&gt; Why are we here? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the soul?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do we dream?&lt;/span&gt; Perhaps we'd be better off not looking at all. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not delving, not yearning.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But that's not human nature.&lt;/span&gt; Not the human heart. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That is not why we are here.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet still we struggle to make a difference, to change the world, to dream of hope never knowing for certain who we will meet along the way.&lt;/span&gt; Who among the world of strangers will hold our hand, touch our hearts, and share the pain and triumph?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RlN7ZAoKCrgAABSeXo01"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.maisieessh.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RlN7ZAoKCrgAABSeXo01/HEROES_EW_clr115.jpg?et=lWGwLtlC9L15qmyjxu9m7Q" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We dream of hope, we dream of change, of fire, of love, of death.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And then it happens; the dream becomes real, and the answer to this quest, this need to solve life's mysteries finally shows itself like the glowing light of the new dawn.&lt;/span&gt; So much struggle for meaning, for purpose. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And in the end, we find it only in each other.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our shared experience of the fantastic.&lt;/span&gt; And the mundane. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This simple human need to find a kindred.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To connect.&lt;/span&gt; And to know in our hearts... that we are not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RlN7lgoKCrgAABVbd1A1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.maisieessh.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RlN7lgoKCrgAABVbd1A1/n1146000918_30225676_5788.jpg?et=NMpGQHogFL9lXe4%2B43JAxQ" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/relevance/search/heroes%2B23/video/x21q2a_heroes-123-13-finale%22"&gt;Heroes Episode 23 Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/relevance/search/heroes%2B23/video/x21qi0_heroes-123-23-finale"&gt;Heroes Episode 23 Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/relevance/search/heroes%2B23/video/x21r8r_heroes-123-33-finale"&gt;Heroes Episode 23 Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RlN7rQoKCrgAABQlPl01"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.maisieessh.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RlN7rQoKCrgAABQlPl01/40867_NUP_100503_0296_122_437lo.jpg?et=LelfyoZ%2CmGZu1g5%2CqkHQJw" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Narration from Heroes Season 1 Finale (Episode 23)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-7791066464835744541?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7791066464835744541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7791066464835744541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-to-stop-exploding-man.html' title='How to Stop an Exploding Man'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-8676301780310733070</id><published>2007-05-18T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T19:07:00.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>TriNoma! =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nagpunta kami kanina ng mom ko sa TriNoma.&lt;/span&gt; Kabubukas lang niya nung May 16 e pero sabi kasi ni Desa marami na ring bukas so tiningnan namin ng mom ko. =] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grabe... suuuper saya ko. Lahat ata ng favorite stores ko andun! =]&lt;/span&gt; There's Topshop, Zara, Mango, Chocolate Clothing, Debenham's, Kashieca, Crossing's, at marami pang iba. =] Grabe talaga. Dati pinagsasadya ko pa sa Glorietta ang mga stores na yan. Or minsan sa Shang kasi andun ang Crossing's. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ngayon, suuuuuper lapit na nila!!! Weeee!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patay na naman ang wallet ko. Nyahahaha... =P&lt;/span&gt; Tapos may sarili na rin palang store ang Substance at Solea! Ang Substance kasi carried by Rustan's Makati. Tapos ang Solea nasa Archaeology ng Powerplant Mall. Yey!!! Flats galore! =] Basta... suuper saya ko talaga. =] Ang kulang lang ata sa TriNoma is Rustan's e. =P Pero okay lang. =D Ang galing talaga... Tapos, magkakalapit pa yung fave stores ko. =] Hihintayin ko talaga mag-open lahat nung shops. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hindi lang yung shops e. Yung mall itself. =] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ang ganda niya pramis. Napakalapit mo sa nature. =] &lt;/span&gt;At may mga sandamakmak na fountain sa tabi-tabi. =P  Basta!!!  Super ganda. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even the food.&lt;/span&gt; God. The food. =] Yak. Katakawan talaga. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sayang talaga at hindi namin ito inabutan nung highschool. We were in dire need of a hang-out before. =P&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Tapos ayun, ngayon nga, sa Manila ako magsastay. Kamusta naman yun? Di bale, tuwing uwi ko ng Friday dadaan ako dito. Nyahaha.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Too bad I forgot to take pictures. Ang stupid talaga.&lt;/span&gt; Kaya ko nga dinala cam ko e. Haha. Anyway, check niyo na lang yung mall for yourself para mas exciting. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-8676301780310733070?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8676301780310733070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8676301780310733070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/05/trinoma.html' title='TriNoma! =]'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-3562979579842501721</id><published>2007-05-17T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T19:06:52.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>UPM Enrollment and Psych Test</title><content type='html'>Ayan! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kahapon officially enrolled na ako sa UP system, specifically sa UP Manila.&lt;/span&gt; At may something to be proud of pala ako... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nagcocommute na ako!!!&lt;/span&gt; Yep. Commute as in jeep, fx, etc... =D Ang sarap pala ng feeling. Dati kasi MRT lang ako, tapos commute na yun sakin. Hehe. =P Pero eto, totoo na. At hindi lang yun! Manila pa ako nagpupunta ha. Which is like suuuupppeeerrr far away from my house. =] O diba? Nung natuto ako magcommute malalayo na agad!&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwqdAoKCrgAAFqTeOs1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwrKAoKCrgAAGProe81"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, ayun kahapon kasabay ko si Pito nagcommute papuntang UP. Akala ko 1 hour travel time namin. Yun pala, 30-45 minutes lang! Wala kasing traffic at maaga pa nun. Mga past 6:00 am ata kami umalis tapos 6:45 am nakarating sa OUR ng UPM. Pagdating namin dun nakasara pa! Hehe. Nasobrahan naman pagkapunctual namin. Kaya tumambay pa kami for like an hour. Tapos ayun, dumating na yung ibang tao. &lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwufAoKCrgAABKNvAc1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwquwoKCrgAAF0PSYI1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwqdAoKCrgAAFqTeOs1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were able to submit the requirements early naman kasi nga una kami sa pila.&lt;/span&gt; Pero grabe. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kahapon ata yung isa sa mga pinakatiring days ng buhay ko. Physically tiring ha.&lt;/span&gt; Iba yung Pisay days e, emotionally and mentally strenuous yun e. Haha. =P Anyhow, ayun. Pagkasubmit kukunin mo naman Form 5 mo duuuuuuuuuuunn sa kabila. Sa may College of Medicine sa Pedro Gil! Kamusta naman yun diba, ang OUR ay nasa Padre Faura. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh well... so ayun kailangan mong tahakin ang super init at haaaaaaaabaaaaanng path na dumadaan sa PGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwufAoKCrgAABKNvAc1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwquwoKCrgAAF0PSYI1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwrKAoKCrgAAGProe81"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pagdating namin sa Calderon Hall (College of Medicine), andun ang imed 2013! Yey! Mga ate and kuya! =] Basta... maraming papers.. blahblah..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; tapos we had to wait for hours para lang sa pirma ng isang person na hindi pa dumadating!&lt;/span&gt; Kaya, kumain muna kami sa McDo kasi hindi pa nagbreakfast yung karamihan samin. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siyempre tinry ko yung Shrek meal kasi gusto ko itry yung Shrek sauce!!! Nyahaha.. =P&lt;/span&gt; Tapos, honey mustard lang pala siya na may food coloring. Wengk.. =P&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwqdAoKCrgAAFqTeOs1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwrKAoKCrgAAGProe81"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwrKAoKCrgAAGProe81"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwrKAoKCrgAAGProe81"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwquwoKCrgAAF0PSYI1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.maisieessh.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RkwquwoKCrgAAF0PSYI1/IMG_0520.JPG?et=ZTiLm1T4Y7rzss0PXij1Pw" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwrKAoKCrgAAGProe81"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, balik na naman sa Calderon Hall for our Form 5. Aba! Wala parin. Kaya ayun. Naghintay muna kami tapos nakipag-usap na rin sa coursemates. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tapos, habang naghihintay, biglang may napansin si Pito. Nakita na raw niya kung nasaan ang Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwqdAoKCrgAAFqTeOs1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.maisieessh.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RkwqdAoKCrgAAFqTeOs1/IMG_0519.JPG?et=ZCfLYeNFMB9cRfVFC7HW1g" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwqdAoKCrgAAFqTeOs1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyahahaha. Siyempre pumatok yan sa kababawan namin. Painting kasi yan dun sa Calderon Hall. Nun lang namin yan nanotice e. =P Tapos meron pa pala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwqdAoKCrgAAFqTeOs1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwrqgoKCrgAAGobCnw1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.maisieessh.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RkwrqgoKCrgAAGobCnw1/IMG_0518.JPG?et=bLNawQpEq3y1CXGHlrU3QQ" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Check out the oblation. &lt;/span&gt;Para siyang bumubuga ng usok. Hahaha. =P Sorry lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos ayun, nakuha na namin yung Form 5. Dun mo malalaman kung anong block ka. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Block 14 ako. English block yun.&lt;/span&gt; At ang legendary terror teacher daw ng UP Manila ang makakaharap namin. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isang malaking SSSIIIYYYYEETT na naman yan. =[&lt;/span&gt; Pero actually, ganyan din naman narinig ko noon sa Pisay e, and it wasn't really that bad. =] And come to think of it, mas rewarding ang mapunta sa English block. Bukod sa English ang med books na babasahin mo, English ang board exam ng Medicine. =] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ito pala yung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/imedsked.jpg"&gt;sked ko&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;imed Block 14, ayan na, you may steal. =]&lt;/span&gt; Oy, ang hirap itabulate niyan ha! Nakakaduling kasi yung text sa Form 5 e. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwqdAoKCrgAAFqTeOs1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisieessh.multiply.com/journal/photos/hi-res/upload/RkwqdAoKCrgAAFqTeOs1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamusta naman kami. Nasan ang time for lunch???!! Nasan??!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Oh well, I have to get used to brunches or suuuper late lunches then. =P Tapos, pag nakuha mo na yung Form 5 assessment of fees tapos siyempre payment of fees. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siyyeet talaga yang 300% increase ng tuition na yan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buti na lang talaga may oblation scholarship.&lt;/span&gt; Pero pramis, kahit mura parin, siyempre nakakabigla. Dapat sana kinonti-konti nila every year hindi yung biglang 300%. Di naman talaga ako concerned diyan pero siyempre diba, yung mga iba kong kasama parang yan yung nirereklamo nila kaya pati ako affected na. Anyway, ayun. After nun, ID picture! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tae. ID picture pagkatapos ng lahat???!!! E mukha na kaming panis e! Siyyeet.&lt;/span&gt; Sana naman hindi yun ang ID ko for seven years diba??! Ang pangit ko pramis. Tapos yung guy hindi naman talaga siya photographer e. Parang pinaupo lang siya dun e. Hmmpph.. &gt;.&lt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kanina naman, nag-orientation kami at psychological test. &lt;/span&gt;Yep, psychological testing. Manila lang ata meron niyan. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apparently, the psychos come from Manila. =P&lt;/span&gt; Weird yung psych test. Super boring. As in all about yourself questions na mahirap kasi yun yung questions na hindi mo naiisip about yourself. Tapos, na-meet ko na rin pala lahat ng coursemates ko. Yep as in imed 2014. =] Grabe, first day pa lang namin. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Super ingay na. =]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Masaya sila kasama.&lt;/span&gt; Sumasakay naman sila sa mga hirit namin tapos ayun, sila rin humihirit na. =] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mukhang fun nga... Excited na talaga ako. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that... ends my suuuppper tiring day. =] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orientation naman to the College of Medicine on June 6. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-3562979579842501721?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3562979579842501721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3562979579842501721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/05/upm-enrollment-and-psych-test.html' title='UPM Enrollment and Psych Test'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1762269847120888308</id><published>2007-05-12T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T05:31:41.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>UP Manila Medical-Dental Examination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/decemberists/odalisque.html"&gt;Odalisque - The Decmeberists&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraming salamat naman at may Medical-Dental Examination!&lt;/span&gt; I've been rotting inside the house for weeks. Sobrang gusto ko nang makakita naman ng ibang tao. K&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aya kanina, super saya ko kasi andami ko ngang nakita.&lt;/span&gt; Karamihan Pisay, tapos yung iba ko pang gradeschool friends!!! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pero nagkaroon pa ako ng dilemma earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HINDI KO ALAM ANG STUDENT NUMBER KO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayaw kasi maniwala ni Inay. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pareho lang ang student number mula sa Diliman at Manila kasi iisang system lang naman yun.&lt;/span&gt; Haaaayyy... Siyempre pagdating ko dun hinihingi nila yung student number ko. Tapos, parang ako sa sarili ko, "Okay... Pano to..." Alangan namang umuwi kami ng mom ko all the way to Quezon City diba? Mga 1 hour 45 minutes din kaming nagcommute. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buti na lang may tao sa bahay na nagising at nakuhang sagutin yung telepono at sundin yung instructions ko nang maayos.&lt;/span&gt; Kaya naman simula kahapon, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2007-46477&lt;/span&gt; alam na kita by heart. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, aside from that, okay naman yung rest of the day ko. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pero medyo matagal rin pala kaming (katabi ko si Nico e... =P) naghintay, kasi marami atang sakit yung mga nauna sa amin. Haha. =D&lt;/span&gt; Andun din yung mga FBC (Freshmen Block Coordinators) namin. Ayos naman sila. =] Pero suuuuuuupppperrr kulit nila about the University Rule. Ano nga ba yun? Yun daw yung bawal muna sumali sa mga fraternity/sorority yung mga freshmen kasi adjustment period pa raw. Pag daw nahuli may suspension... 1 YEAR!! Pero sabagay, wala naman akong balak sumali sa mga ganyan e. I swear, wala yan sa hinagap ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tapos, ayun marami na rin akong nakilala na coursemates.&lt;/span&gt; Di pa kasi sure kung blockmates e. Didivide pa kami into two. Pero masasabi ko na, simula yesterday, excited na ako for college. =] Dati, medyo may hesitation at takot pa e. Pero ngayon, parang okay na ako. In fact, ayun nga, excited na ako. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enrollment naman sa May 16! =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1762269847120888308?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1762269847120888308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1762269847120888308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/05/up-manila-medical-dental-examination.html' title='UP Manila Medical-Dental Examination'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-2909277062235317319</id><published>2007-05-12T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T07:21:37.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Heroes Episode 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/relevance/search/Heroes%2B21/video/x1xd2x_heroes-episode-21-13"&gt;Heroes Episode 21 Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.upload.dailymotion.com/gorotred/video/x1xe2n_heroes-episode-21-23/1"&gt;Heroes Episode 21 Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.upload.dailymotion.com/gorotred/video/x1xegb_heroes-episode-21-33/1"&gt;Heroes Episode 21 Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-2909277062235317319?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2909277062235317319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2909277062235317319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/05/heroes-episode-21.html' title='Heroes Episode 21'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-2878216780887918627</id><published>2007-05-11T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T07:24:22.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizzes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>6 Weird Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was tagged by  &lt;a href="http://tsitsillives.motime.com/"&gt;Cecile&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://soynadie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ryan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each player of this games starts with 6 weird things about you. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave a comment that says you are tagged in their comments and tell them to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naka-organize ang clothes ko sa closet first by color, then kung top or jacket/bolero or dress, then kung long-sleeves or 3/4 or shosrt-sleeves or capped-sleeves or sleevesless. Yung mga pants, skirts at shorts hiwalay sila sa tops, jackets at dresses. Tapos yung shoes ko, ganun din. isang row for each color tapos starting from the left, flipflops tapos flats tapos papauntang right yung heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaya ni Ryan, kinakausap ko ang sarili ko kapag nag-iisip ako. I guess auditory learner kasi kami (Auditory ka ba Ryan?). Pero extreme na type ata kami. Ako kasi, pagkatapos magbasa ng Bio book for example, isasara ko yung libro then I will start narrating everything na nabasa ko. Oo, sarili ko lang kausap ko. Tapos, kapag naman memorization, ganun din, paulit-ulit yun. Kinakausap ko sarili ko. Kaya maingay ako mag-aral. SUPER. Parang educational radio. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really really really dry hands. Oo, yung parang disyerto na. Ewan ko kung bakit. Genetic ata e. Pero sobrang dry niya. Kahit mantika pa ata ilagay ko, nagdadry parin. Kaya yung lotions, body butters at hand creams, wala siyag kuwenta sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung bata ako, takot ako sa clowns. Super takot. Phobia na nga ata e. Kasi dati, nung first birthday ko, may clown sa party, tapos binuhat ako, tapos yung tumambad sa mukha ko yung big red nose niya at yung big-red-lagpas-lagpas-na-lipsticked lips .Super natakot ako. Kaya umiyak ako nang malaks na malakas. Haha. Tapos nung medyo malaki na ako, lalaong na-heighten yung fear dahil napanood ko yung movie ni Stephen King about a clown na pumapatay ("It" ata yung title). Pero ayun, eventually, na-outgrow ko na rin naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuwing pumupunta ako sa isang kainan/fastfood/coffee shop/restaurant/basta kainan, nagtatago ako ng table napkin. As of now, meron akong 2 boxes full off these table napkins. Iba-iba. Pero marami from Starbucks. Hehe. Tapos nilalagyan ko ng date, kung saang branch, kung sino/sinu-sino kasama ko nun at kung bakit kami nandun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang ayos ng iTunes library ko. Diba weird yun?? Kasi karamihan ng kilala ko magulo yung music library e. Yung iba ang inaayos lang yung artist at song title. Pero ako, sobrang ayos. Kumpleto lahat ng entries. Pati album artwork. Pati lyrics. Kung walang lyrics na mahanap, nilalagyan ko muna ng "LYRICS ARE UNAVAILABLE" for the mean time. Tapos, papakinggan ko yung song then isusulat ko yung lyrics kapag may time. Yung mga entries, kumpleto talaga. Album, Genre, Year realeased, Track numbers, Disc numbers, composers, etc... Kaya nga it usually takes me hours to fix my library. Minsan days. I know. Medyo freaky nga. I-couple niyo pa ang sagot ko sa number one, puwede niyo nang sabihin na may mild case ako ng OCD. Yung disorder mismo ha, hindi yung "pagiging-OC na naging bukambibig ng mga tao ngayon". At siyempre, hindi yun maganda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag &lt;a href="http://deessah.multiply.com/"&gt;Dessa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://udreii.multiply.com/"&gt;Audrey&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://jollyjoyfuljoyie.multiply.com/"&gt;Joy J&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-2878216780887918627?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2878216780887918627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2878216780887918627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/05/6-weird-things.html' title='6 Weird Things'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5144733704735713637</id><published>2007-05-04T07:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T07:39:29.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><title type='text'>I am 42% girly</title><content type='html'>From &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://in-black-and-white.blogspot.com/"&gt;Clar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige na. Gagaya na rin ako pati sa commenting. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this quiz and find out how girly you are. (GUYS TOO) Put x's beside each thing that's true. Each x that you put is one percent. Have fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My fingernails/toenails are almost always done.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] During the summer the only shoes I wear are flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My favorite toys as a child were barbies. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(hahaha. ayan na. bistado na.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] My favorite colour is pink or purple. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(hmmm... minsan i like pink. =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I did Gymnastics.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love skirts.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[ ] Hollister is one of my favorite places to shop&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Tight jeans are the only jeans I'll wear.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love chocolate.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[x] I've never had a real job.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] My hair is almost always straightened. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(I had it straightened once. Pero ngayon ayaw ko na. =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have at least 8 myspace pictures. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(I don't have a myspace account.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[x] I usually go shopping once a week.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; (Ngayong summer lang to. =P) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to hang out at the mall with friends.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[x] I have a real diamond ring or diamond necklace or earings.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone to a tanning salon. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Ano ba?! Buong buhay ko ang itim ko na nga e. Buti nga ngayon medyo maayos na e, tapos magpapa-tan pa ako.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[ ] I've gone to the beach to tan. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(I have gone to the beach, but not to tan. =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have at least 10 pairs of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch either the OC or Laguna Beach. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Woohoo!!! The OC!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I change my icon weekly.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear a shower cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I don't shop at Hot Topic.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My cell phone might as well become a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear mascara everyday. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Pag lumalabas lang.  3 months lang ang shelf-life ng mascara e. Kaya kailangan maubos ko na yung bigay ng mom ko in one month! =P)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been or am on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bathing suits are adorable. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(I like bikinis. Haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dont know the difference between a sheep and a goat. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Di naman ako tanga. haha. =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Big sunglasses are hott.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have gotten my nails done before.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[ ] MTV is one of my favorite channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] All I want to do at sleepovers is talk about boys! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(errr... I'd rather talk about oatmeal and frogs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love to have girls do my hair. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(I love to do my hair. Haha. Yuck. Biglang anti-social e. Deeh. Hindi nga.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I give and recieve hugs from all my friends&lt;br /&gt;[x] I hate bugs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Carnivals are so fun!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Summer is THE best season. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(di kaya!!! Favorite ko ang winter! =])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] My swimsuit has 2 pieces&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm waiting for my knight in shining armor. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(I am waiting for someone. Pero hindi ata siya naka-armor. =P Hahaha. Deh. I mean. I don't see the whole thing as a fairytale. Feeling ko love is more than that. Naks. Haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Musicians are so hot. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Pero hindi lahat a! =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You write me a poem and tell me I'm beautiful and I'm all yours. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(huh?!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am self-conscious. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Kung di niyo lang alam. Sobra.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I cry often. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Yep. Emotional person over here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[ ] My car smells like vanilla or cherry. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I don't even own a car.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[x] My dishes get washed more than once a week. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Ako pa nga nagwawash e. Naks! I do my chores! =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dont do sports. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(I would love to do badminton or tennis though.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I HATE to run. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Masaya kaya tumakbo. =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I squeal when I am surprised or angry. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(I squeal when surprised. I keep quiet when angry. =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[ ] I eat dried fruit as a snack.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love romance novels.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Drew Barrymore is so cute. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Nah... She's fat. Nyahahahaha. Joke lang.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dance a lot. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Di nga e.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] usually spend an hour or over to get ready to leave my house. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Yep. an hour naman.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I only have like 5 billion hair products.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to get dressed up. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(=D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Every part of my outfit needs to match. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Di kaya. Not everything has to match. =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I talk on the phone at least once a day to my friends. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Dati. Pero ngayon, hindi na.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I would love to have a photo shoot. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Sssshhh... Secret yan. Well, not anymore... Haha. =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I apply lip stuff 50 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wish I were a model. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Gusto ko ng photoshoot pero ayaw ko magmodel. =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wish I could meet Paris Hilton.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[ ] I have been something that was semi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own Uggs. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Hindi ba masyadong mainit for Uggs here in the Philippines??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hip Hop is the best music. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Hell no.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I pop my collar. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Minsan.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like to be the center of attention.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Guys with Mohawks are crazy.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Horses are beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'd rather not pay attention in school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cats are adorable. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Like dogs better =P) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I write my own music.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I would love to visit Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Valentine's day is so cute! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(sabi nga ni clar, "Cause it's also Single Awareness Day! =D")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[x] White is better than black. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Hmmm... Depende yan. Pero yeah, I like clean sleek white.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wouldn't be caught dead in all black.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My closet is STOCK FULL of clothes. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Sorreh! &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hate the grunge look. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(I love the grunge look! Pero yung medyo feminine parin. Parang Kate Moss at Sienna Miller. =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to read magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love to gossip. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Hay nako... I hate this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I had Lisa Frank folders/posters/notebooks as a kid. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Yupyupyup!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Celine Dion.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My bubble baths are 1-2hrs long. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Huli kong bubble bath nung bata pa ako e.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My wedding only needs a groom because it's already planned. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(I would love to plan it with the groom naman. =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My friends and I are in a strict group. We mostly only hang out with each other.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like little kids.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Diet drinks are the best. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Oo kaya. Walang calories. Sorry na. Diet ngayon e. Hahaha. =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[ ] I'm all about being vegetarian. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Di naman saradong vegetarian. I would love to be a pesco-vegetarian naman.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[x] I refuse to eat at McDonalds.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I check my myspace everyday. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Wala ngang myspace account e!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[x] I love life!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; (Siyempre naman. =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a lot of jewlery!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My screen name(s) have x's in them. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(huh??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Either one of my myspace names has/had &lt;3's style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Kulit a!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I would never want to be the opposite sex. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Masaya kaya maging babae. =D Haha. This is such a sexist question.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] It's not what he/she said it's the way he/she said it.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have more than 3 pillows on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now add up all the total points and put "I am __% girly" for the subject if you steal or get tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Dessa and Gelo. Hahaha... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5144733704735713637?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5144733704735713637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5144733704735713637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-42-girly.html' title='I am 42% girly'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1227681983193380542</id><published>2007-05-03T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T09:20:37.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><title type='text'>New Digicam!!! =]</title><content type='html'>Ay, finally! Di na ako makiki-"leech" sa family camera. Haha. =P I have my own digicam! Weeee!!! =] *super happy* I got myself the &lt;a href="http://www.canon.com.sg/index.cfm?fuseaction=presscentre&amp;prod_type=pressdetails&amp;amp;filetitle=266"&gt;Canon Digital iXus 70&lt;/a&gt;. It's very small and thin yet it packs lots of power. =] And it looks very sleek too. Naks naks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1227681983193380542?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1227681983193380542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1227681983193380542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-digicam.html' title='New Digicam!!! =]'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-6095979705701747924</id><published>2007-05-03T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T09:19:30.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Heroes Episode 20</title><content type='html'>May Heroes Episode 20 na!!! Yey!!! Ang ganda ng episode na to. Jam-packed with action tapos puro Hiro Nakamura pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1v34b_heroes-1x20-13"&gt;Heroes Episode 20 Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1v35r_heroes-1x20-23"&gt;Heroes Episode 20 Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1v3c5_heroes-1x20-33"&gt;Heroes Episode 20 Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad we need to wait for the next episode next week again. =[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-6095979705701747924?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/6095979705701747924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/6095979705701747924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/05/heroes-episode-20.html' title='Heroes Episode 20'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5550993405048509422</id><published>2007-04-29T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T18:06:37.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Questions</title><content type='html'>100 QUESTIONS (Nakuha ko to kay Desa. =P)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Real name: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maisie M. Magnaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Nickname: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maisie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. Ever been in love? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Opkors! Spread the love. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Zodiac sign: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WHERE THE HELL IS 5?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Elementary: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;St. James College of Q.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Middle: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;St. James College of Q.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. High: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Philippine Science High School - Main Campus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. Eye color: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dark brown (FYI: walang eye color na black. you won't be able to see anything if your irises were black.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Hair color: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sooobbrang black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11.Long or short: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;long =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. Are you health freak: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. Height: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5'8"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. Do you have a crush on someone: y&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;upyup (Wentworth Miller *drool* haha. that was so wrong. =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. Do you like yourself: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most of the time. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. Piercings you've had: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yung dalawa sa ears tapos dati, sa cartilage nung upper part ng earlobe ko. pero nagsara na yung hole e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. Tattoos: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. Righty or lefty: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;righty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. First surgery: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when i was in kinder 2, i was hit by a stray bullet. so ayun, i had surgery to take them off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23. First piercing: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hmmm... hafta ask my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25. First award: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Honors! when I was in Kinder Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;26. First sport: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;swimming =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;27. First pet: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my pet cat Missy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;28. First vacation: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uhm, couldn't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;29. First concert:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; yung Infairno concert nung first year ako sa Pisay. haha. Didn't really attend concerts nung gradeschool. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;30. First crush: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di ko na matandaan!!! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;CURRENTLY :&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;49. Eating: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;strawberry yogurt. yum. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;50. Drinking: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wala pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;52. I'm about to: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;help mom cook dinner. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;53. Listening to: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3x5 - John Mayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;55. Waiting for: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dinner.. haha. =P takaw talaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;57. Wearing: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;white shirt and black shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;68. Lips or eyes?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eye =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;70. shorter or taller?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;taller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;72. romantic or spontaneous?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;romantic =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;74. career or homebody?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;career...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;75. Hook-up or relationship?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;76. Body or mind?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mind =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;77. trouble maker or hesitant?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hmmm... puwede wala? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;78. Kissed a stranger: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hell no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;80. lost glasses/contacts: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;81. Ran away from home: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeah.. hahaha. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;82. Broken any bones: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;84. Broken someone's heart: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hmm.. baka.. not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;85. Rode a horse: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeah! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;86. Turned someone down: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeah... =[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;87. Cried when someone died: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;di ako bato noh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;88. Liked a friend: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yep =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;90. Miracles: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;91. Love at first sight: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;93. Santa Claus: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i used to.. hahaha.. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;94. Sex on the first date: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hell no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;95. Kissing on the first date: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;err.. :I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;96. Angels: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeah =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;97. Is there more than one person you want to be with right now?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hmmm... vague ang tanong. "want to be with romantically" ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;98. Isn't that dude Spencer off The Hills a total hottie?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;99. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;100. Do you believe in God?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeah! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5550993405048509422?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5550993405048509422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5550993405048509422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/04/100-questions.html' title='100 Questions'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-2944987393607042621</id><published>2007-04-26T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T17:02:19.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com/images/1113109050cultural%20creative.JPG"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Cultural Creative&lt;/b&gt;. Cultural Creatives are probably the newest group to enter this realm. You are a modern thinker who tends to shy away from organized religion but still feels as if there is something greater than ourselves. You are very spiritual, even if you are not religious. Life has a meaning outside of the rational.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="300"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Cultural Creative&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;69%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Postmodernist&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="63"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;63%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2944987393607042621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2944987393607042621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-quiz.html' title='Some Quiz'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1899329821554444190</id><published>2007-04-26T06:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T07:03:49.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Of Tonsils and Nike bags</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdir.com/the-bravery-an-honest-mistake-lyrics.html"&gt;An Honest Mistake - The Bravery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay grabe. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is just great. My tonsils are inflamed again.&lt;/span&gt; Lagi na lang... Arrrgghh.. Nakakainis na. Patanggal ko na kaya tonsils ko??? But no, my lymphatic system won't be complete anymore! (Weeehhh!!! Haha. :P) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And it's not just the tonsils, I have fever and a very bad headache.&lt;/span&gt; Gaahh... I'm really stuck with Prison Break and Veronica Mars right now. Couldn't go out and all. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I managed to finish half of my college shopping last Monday. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New shirts, jackets and shoes that I will be needing for college.&lt;/span&gt; Got a mustard messenger bag from Nike. It looks very old school. :) I also bought some of the stuff I will be needing in the dorm like the electric fan, mattress, pillows, etc. It was very tiring I tell you. Walking around the mall with me and my mom carrying all those bulky bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm still trying to enjoy the remaining days of vacation. C&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ouldn't really say if I'm excited for college though. &lt;/span&gt;How I wish that Intarmed would turn out to be like Pisay. If it's like Pisay, then I know that I can handle it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1899329821554444190?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1899329821554444190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1899329821554444190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/04/of-tonsils-and-nike-bags.html' title='Of Tonsils and Nike bags'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1073028843767320111</id><published>2007-04-18T07:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T08:06:23.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Babble Gam</title><content type='html'>Just this morning, I realized that I have the strangest music library. I couldn't decide what to listen to this morning, so I went for the master list. With my iPod set on shuffle, these were the first fifteen songs that played:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rewind - Paolo Nutini - These Streets&lt;br /&gt;2. Women We Haven't Met Yet - Minus the Bear - Bands Like it When You Yell "Yar" at Them&lt;br /&gt;3. Enfilade - At the Drive-In - Relationship of Command&lt;br /&gt;4. Tears In Heaven - Eric Clapton - Unplugged&lt;br /&gt;5. Bring The Boys Back Home - Pink Floyd - The Wall&lt;br /&gt;6. Your Eyes Open - Keane - Hopes and Fears&lt;br /&gt;7. Crazy Little Thing Called Love - Queen - Live at Wembly '86&lt;br /&gt;8. Long Tall Sally - The Beatles - Past Masters, Vol. 1&lt;br /&gt;9. Coming Undone - KoRn - MTV Unplugged&lt;br /&gt;10. You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison - My Chemical Romance - Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge&lt;br /&gt;11. Don't Go Away - Oasis - Be Here Now&lt;br /&gt;12. Smile Lines - Incubus - A Crow Left of the Murder&lt;br /&gt;13. One of These Nights - Eagles - One of These Nights&lt;br /&gt;14. Do the Evolution - Pearl Jam - Yield&lt;br /&gt;15. Cochise - Audioslave - Audioslave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means that I went from Alternative to Indie to Progressive to Blues to Nu-metal to Punk to Grunge and back to Alternative in the span of those 15 songs. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buti na lang walang classical na lumabas. Kasi kung meron, sobrang weird na talaga. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1073028843767320111?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1073028843767320111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1073028843767320111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/04/babble-gam.html' title='Babble Gam'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-7010736387086956800</id><published>2007-04-17T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T17:20:02.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>More College Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Monkey-Knife-Fight-lyrics-Minus-The-Bear/0B2FCA0946BFC4B848256D4F000C4507"&gt;Monkey!!! Knife!!! Fight!!! - Minus the Bear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay grabe... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just finished listing down everything I will be needing in the dorm.&lt;/span&gt; Andami grabe. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sobrang naaawa na ako sa dad ko. :( Kaya sabi ko saka na muna yung laptop ko.&lt;/span&gt; Marami namang internet cafes dun e. I will be needing their services for the mean time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... grabe. D&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i parin talaga ako makapaniwala. For the first time in my life, I will be away from my parents for a looooong time. &lt;/span&gt;Well, I still get to see them on weekends naman e. Pero siyempre, iba kasi yung sanay ka na everyday they're there. Di ko talaga alam kung paano ako mag-aadjust. Pero madali na siguro yun. Kung busy rin siguro kami with school things, di na rin namin mapapansin kung gaano na kami katagal dun. Tapos siguro, magiging mas mabait ako sa bahay. Naks!  Kasi mamimiss ko sila e. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right now talaga, I still don't know what to expect in college. Wala akong idea kung paano ang Intarmed.&lt;/span&gt; Nung Pisay, alam ko mahirap talaga. Pero nung first year, nagulat ako e. Kasi sobrang maluwag kami. Yun pala, intro lang yun. Kumbaga, warm up lang. Ewan ko ngayon. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sana nga para siyang Pisay na yung first year ay madali.&lt;/span&gt; Para naman diba, 6 years na lang yung mahirap. Shit... Sa Pisay, three years lang yung mahirap. Dito, six. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pero actually, hindi six ang tingin ko e.&lt;/span&gt; Sa point na to sa buhay ko, iba na yung tingin ko sa buhay ko. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I look ahead. Way ahead.&lt;/span&gt; Pagkagraduate ko ng med, di naman ako whoooaa!-doctor agad e. Meron pang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;residency.&lt;/span&gt; Tapos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fellowship.&lt;/span&gt; Tapos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;specialization.&lt;/span&gt; Tapos kailangan mo pang mag-establish ng name para maging stable na yung buhay mo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kaya hindi siya ganun kadali.&lt;/span&gt; Maraming doctor sa Pilipinas. Pero hindi lahat successful. Pero siyempre, hindi ganun kasimple yung buhay ko. Hindi lang siya straight path. Marami pang ibang bagay na nandyan na as of now, e ayaw ko pa talaga isipin. Siguro yung karera at yung hilig ko muna sa buhay yung iisipin ko. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akala ko dati, antagal-tagal kong nasa highschool. Tapos biglang, mabilis lang pala yun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-7010736387086956800?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7010736387086956800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7010736387086956800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/04/more-college-stuff.html' title='More College Stuff'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-7646410784980593918</id><published>2007-04-14T05:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T06:10:41.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dorm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Dorm Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/paolonutini/rewind.html"&gt;Rewind - Paolo Nutini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay nako... This week is just crazy. I dunno. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was bored and tired at the same time.&lt;/span&gt; I have finished all seasons of DVDs here at home, finished reading 2 books (Can't wait for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows though :P), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;managed to keep my room clean eversince I cleaned it last month (yeah!)&lt;/span&gt;, finished organizing (which includes compiling per type of paperwork per subject per quarter and labeling per stack :P) my paperworks and notebooks for the senior year, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;learned to cook more dishes to add to my growing list of specialties and gourmet recipes (Naks naman!)&lt;/span&gt;, given my blog and my multiply page a make-over, and finally, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;found a nice dorm in Manila (Huge thanks to &lt;a href="http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com"&gt;Pito&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Hullo dorm life. Buhbye comfort of home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what the heck?! I get a laptop naman e. Hehe. Mom and Dad said they're getting me one if I'm staying at the dorm since it will be hard for me to do my paperworks. :) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, it has its advantages. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll just have to get used to it. Will probably take me a few weeks to adapt, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I guess I will be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm currently listening to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/These_Streets_%28album%29"&gt;album&lt;/a&gt; of this new guy, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paolo_Nutini"&gt;Paolo Nutini&lt;/a&gt;. He's very good actually. Reminds me of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amos_Lee"&gt;Amos Lee&lt;/a&gt;. Only he's more contemporary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-7646410784980593918?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7646410784980593918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7646410784980593918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/04/dorm-life.html' title='Dorm Life'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1659441322410823690</id><published>2007-04-05T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T17:53:36.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Visita Iglesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdomain.com/5/eric_clapton/layla.html"&gt;Layla - Eric Clapton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaayyy... Grabe. So tired! Just came home. The whole family plus my cousin Glenn who's in vacation here, went out to do the Visita Iglesia. It's a pilgrimage to 7 churches. I felt very light after it though. Like a big load has been taken off me. Ever heard of the feeling wherein you feel like you don't owe anyone anything anymore and that you could do just about anything? Yep. That's exactly what I feel right now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, here's a survey thing-a-mabobber from &lt;a href="http://hannahisapalindrome.blogspot.com"&gt;Hannah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!START BZOINK.COM SURVEY CODE&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Favorites, Have-You-Evers.. and Last Times! Oh, the variety!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your favorite..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;gum:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;errr... I can't remember, but I think it's one of those really long tape gums. :)  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;restaurant:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Spiral restaurant!!! :) Everything's there! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;drink:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Watermelon shake please. Without the seeds ha. ;) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;season:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Winter :P Yeah, I want something we don't have here. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;type of weather:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Windy... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;emotion:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Joy :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;thing to do on a half day:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;check out more music :) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;late-night activity:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;fix my room. Yep. I know. Weird. :P &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;sport:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Bowling!!! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;city:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'd love to go to Rome or London. :) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;store:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Topshop :P &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When was the last time you..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;cried:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;errr... Mar. 31, 2007. That was the night before I saw the list of Intarmed qualifiers. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;played a sport:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Oh... shit. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;laughed:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;this morning. :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;hugged someone:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;this morning :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;kissed someone:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;this morning again :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;felt depressed:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Mar. 30, 2007 Clearance. :P &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;felt elated:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;April 1, 2007. Yep, Intarmed results. :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;felt overworked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;err... clearance??? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;faked sick:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;oh... uhm, it has got to be in grade school. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;lied:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hmmm... couldn't remember. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was the last..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;word you said:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yet. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;thing you ate:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;bread with cream cheese. :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;song you listened to:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Layla by Eric Clapton &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;thing you drank:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;iced tea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;place you went to:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;St. Vincent Parish &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;movie you saw:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Pulp Fiction for the nth time. :P &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;movie you rented:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Click!!! Ganda pramis... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;concert you attended:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sonoluminescence!!! yeah! :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was the last person you..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;hugged:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Mom &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;cried over:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Batch '07.. awww... :( &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;kissed:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Dad. :) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;danced with:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Dom!!! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;shared a secret with:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Michelle :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;had a sleepover with:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Egg :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;called:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;UP-Manila-Admissions-Office person. Haha. :P &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;went to a movie with:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Egg, Michelle and Athena :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;saw:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Glenn &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;were angry with:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sir Tafaleng!!!!&gt;:/ &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;couldn't take your eyes off of:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Uhhh... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;obsessed over:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Oh oh... Wentworth Miller!!! :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;danced in the rain:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;nope. but i'd want to! :) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;kissed someone:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yeah. :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;done drugs:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hell no... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;drank alcohol:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yep. wine. :) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;slept around:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;HELL NO! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;partied 'til the sun came up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yep &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;had a movie marathon:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;you bet! :) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;gone too far on a dare:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;err... no... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;spun until you were immensely dizzy:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yeah! (Life Sci class. :P) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;taken a survey quite like this before:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;nope. :) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S401/The_Favorites,_Have-You-Evers.._and_Last_Times!_Oh,_the_variety!.html" title="The Favorites, Have-You-Evers.. and Last Times! Oh, the variety!"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="MySpace Surveys"&gt;MySpace Surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink&lt;/a&gt; - The Original Survey Site&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!END BZOINK.COM SURVEY CODE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1659441322410823690?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1659441322410823690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1659441322410823690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/04/visita-iglesia.html' title='Visita Iglesia'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-7258083770713133023</id><published>2007-04-05T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T09:00:34.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>MTV Unplugged: KoRn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/korn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 222px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/korn1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never really a big fan of the whole nu-metal movement. Well, by that, I might as well say I never really liked KoRn. To me, they sounded monotonous. Songs practically sounded the same (Which is a big problem of course! Imagine listening to a 60-minute &lt;strike&gt;album&lt;/strike&gt; song!). Oh yeah, and I thought all that matters to them was that their songs were "head bang-able". :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But chancing upon them performing in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MTV_Unplugged:_Korn"&gt;MTV Unplugged&lt;/a&gt;, totally changed how I see their music. Take out the chunky-sounding electric guitars, and I swear, you will see their art. It could appear that what's hindering them is the &lt;span class="defaulttext"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="defaulttext"&gt; brutal sonic assault of the twin seven stringed Ibys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's not as if they're abandoning their signature sound because I tell you, they have managed to maintain that. That probably boiled down to the still down-tuned bass guitar that Fieldy still slaps at like there is no tomorrow. Jonathan Davis' once whiny vocals became haunting. And though Munky is no guitar virtuoso, you will see that he can definitely play some strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/korn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 177px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/korn2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put on &lt;span class="defaulttext"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="defaulttext"&gt;four celli, two basses, two cimbassos, two bass /contrabass trombonists, a saw player (that’s right… A bowed saw…), a glass harmonica player, choir bells, and a six person taiko ensemble to the KoRn lineup, and what do you get? Yep, one heck of an acoustic night. Oh, and did I mention that Amy Lee and *drumroll* Robert Smith of The Cure were there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/korn3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 179px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/korn3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="defaulttext"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="defaulttext"&gt;Musically speaking, the diverse, large orchestra really worked out for the band, but it failed in the idea that an unplugged thing was supposed to be intimate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not really a problem. I just wanted to throw in something negative. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-7258083770713133023?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7258083770713133023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7258083770713133023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/04/mtv-unplugged-korn.html' title='MTV Unplugged: KoRn'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-3882568523355136320</id><published>2007-04-04T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T08:16:13.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>What Your Name Means</title><content type='html'>I got this from &lt;a href="http://sirmartin.wordpress.com/"&gt;Sir Martin&lt;/a&gt;. Never really believed in these stuff, but when I tried it, the results were so accurate. And I only put my name! :P &lt;a href="http://www.paulsadowski.com/Numbers.asp"&gt;Try it yourself!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You entered: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maisie Macapinlac Magnaye&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There are 23 letters in your name.&lt;br /&gt;Those 23 letters total to 96&lt;br /&gt;There are  11 vowels and 12 consonants in your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What your first name means:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Scottish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Scottish Diminutive form of Margaret: Pearl, child of light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Persian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Diminutive of Margaret: Child of light. Famous Bearer: Margaret Thatcher, former Prime Minister of the United Kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hebrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Diminutive of Mary: Wished-for child; rebellion; bitter. Famous Bearers: the Virgin Mary; Mary Magdalene; Mary, Queen of Scots (1542-87).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Greek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Diminutive of Margaret: Pearl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nickname for Margaret or Marjorie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your number is:&lt;/b&gt; 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The characteristics of #6 are: &lt;/b&gt;Responsibility, protection, nurturing, community, balance, sympathy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The expression or destiny for #6:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number 6 Expression provides you a truly outstanding sense of responsibility, love, and balance. The 6 is helpful and ever conscientious, making you quite capable of rectifying and balancing any sort of inharmonious situation. You are a person very much inclined to give help and comfort to those in need. You have a natural penchant for working with the old, the young, the sick, or the underprivileged. Although you may have considerable creative and artistic talents, the chances are that you will devote yourself to an occupation that shows concern for the betterment of the community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The positive side of the number 6 suggests that you are very loving, friendly, and appreciative of others. You have a depth of understanding that produces much sympathetic, kindness, and generosity. The qualities of the 6 make the finest and most concerned parent and one often deeply involved in domestic activities. Openness and honesty is apparent in your approach to all relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If there is an excess of the number 6 in your makeup, you may exhibit some of the negative traits associated with this number. There may be a tendency for you to be too exacting and demanding of yourself. In this regard, you may at times sacrifice yourself (or your loved ones) for the welfare of others. In some cases, the over zealous 6 has difficulty distinguishing helping from interfering. You may have difficulty expressing your own individuality, because of involvement with responsibilities and causes. Like all with the Expression of the number 6, it's quite likely that you worry much too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Soul Urge number is:&lt;/b&gt; 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Soul Urge number of 7 means: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a number 7 Soul Urge you are very fond of reading, and retreating to periods of being alone and away from the disruptions of the outer world. You like to dream and develop you idealistic understandings, to study and analyze, to gain knowledge and wisdom. You may be too laid back and withdrawn to really succeed in the business world, and you will be much more comfortable in circumstances that are tolerant of your reserve, your analytical approach, and your desire to use your mind rather than your physical being. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You are very timid around people that you don't know very well, so much so at times that casual conversation and social situations can be strained. You tend to repress your emotions to the extend that some people have a good bit of difficult understanding you. You tend to be very selective with friends and you don't easily adapt to new environments or to new people very quickly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The negative traits of the 7 include becoming too much the introvert and isolated from others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Dream number is:&lt;/b&gt; 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;An Inner Dream number of 8 means: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dream of success in the business or political world, of power and control of large material endeavors. You crave authority and recognition of executive skills. Your secret self may have very strong desire to become an entrepreneur.&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/37179063-3882568523355136320?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3882568523355136320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3882568523355136320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-your-name-means.html' title='What Your Name Means'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-2460723609935220826</id><published>2007-04-02T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T08:18:39.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Intarmed Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/killers/whenyouwereyoung.html"&gt;Road To Joy - Bright Eyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaayy... Sobrang pagod. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wala pa akong tulog last night dahil sa 2 reasons: dahil sa Intarmed news na narinig ko from my mom at dahil nanunuod ako ng Prison Break.&lt;/span&gt; Hehe. Pero it's really more of the first reason. Di talaga ako makatulog! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pano ba naman kasi diba, bigla mong malalaman na yung mga kabatian mo at inaasahan mong kasama mo sa college hindi sila nakapasok sa Intarmed. :(&lt;/span&gt; So parang, e pano pa ako??? Shit naman. Kung si Dane and Nico hindi pinalad, pano pa ako? Sila pa naman yung mga taong excited ako na makasama kung saka-sakali. :( K&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aya ayun, di talaga ako nakatulog kagabi.&lt;/span&gt; Di raw kasi nakita ni Nico yung buong list, kasi na-shock na siya nung makita niya. Kaya ayun, sabi ng mom ko pupunta raw kami kinabukasan which is today! Imagine na lang kung gaano ako ka kabado diba? Baka sabihin niyo I'm overreacting or something pero seryoso talaga, ito na yun e. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ito na yung gusto ko sa buhay ko at kung hindi ito mangyayari maglalako na lang ako ng pandesal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ayun na nga, 9:00 am kami nagpunta sa Calderon Hall ng UP Manila para tingnan yung results ng Intarmed. Alam niyo yung walk papunta dun sa Admissions parang ano e... parang sobrang nagdidilim yung paningin ko. Tapos talagang nararamdaman ko yung heartbeat ko na bumibilis. Yung as in ramdam mo na humahampas siya sa wall ng dibdib mo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feeling ko nga di na ako aabot ng buhay sa harap ng bulletin board e. &lt;/span&gt;Nung pagdating namin sa entrance, tinanong namin kay Ate Myra (yung lady guard) kung nasaan nga nakapost yung qualifiers sa Intarmed Program. Tapos, pinapasok niya kami sabay punta dun sa may nakabaliktad na bulletin board. Dahan-dahan niya yung inikot paharap tapos bigla akong sumigaw ng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Teka!!! 'Wag muna! Shitshitshitshit... *hingahinga*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagulat yung mom ko at si Ate Myra pero ayun nung naikot na niya fully, I moved forward to peek. Tapos sumigaw na naman ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung sigaw na sobrang lakas at tinis ha. Nag-echo talaga siya sa buong hall e. Feeling ko pati mga natutulog na daga nagulantang ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagulat yung mom ko tapos tinanong niya ako, "Bakit? Bakit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pasok ako!!! Pasok ako!!! Aaaaaiiiieeee!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Diyos ko naman! Akala ko napano ka! Akala ko di ka pasok!" sabi ng mom ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Omigodomigodomigod... Thank you Lord, thank you Lord, thank you Lord!!! Thank you po talaga!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang overjoyed pa ako nun e. Tapos ayun, naghanap na rin ako ng familiar names. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andami kong nakita na Pisay!!! Woohoo!!! Go '07!!! :)&lt;/span&gt; Pero kinopya ko na rin lahat kasi diba, sila yung makakasama ko hopefully for 2 years. Yung remaining 5 years, may kasabay na namin yung mga Med Proper. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito yung list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTARMED (YEAR LEVEL I) QUALIFIERS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Aguro, Marvie D.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bozon, Carla Marie O.&lt;br /&gt;3. Carino, Richard III F.&lt;br /&gt;4. Casilang, Dalvie A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Cruz, Jose Rene Bagani M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Dayag, Decerie B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. De Jesus, Mark Jason F.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Dela Cruz, Aeron Patrick Roy L.&lt;br /&gt;9. Efann, Theodore Steven G.&lt;br /&gt;10. Eijansantos, Michael R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Fajutagana, Shayne C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Gabunada, Ron Rafael W.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Gilbuena, Faye Michelle P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Gomez, Gabriel Gene D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. Gonzales, Kevin Andrew U.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Guadalupe, Angeli V.&lt;br /&gt;17. Junio, Xandra O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Lacsamana, Ian Paulo L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Lahoz, Anna Claudine F.&lt;br /&gt;20. Latonio, Elaine Marie C.&lt;br /&gt;21. Lim, Timothy Reynold U.&lt;br /&gt;22. Magbuhat, Dianne Clarice D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. Magnaye, Maisie M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. Magno, Jose Pedrito M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. Magtibay, Ryan Joseph P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. Nagpala, Lovely Angelica A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Olivera, Janna Elyza P.&lt;br /&gt;28. Palomar, Hanna Francesca M.&lt;br /&gt;29. Patupat, Annarose L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. Reamillo, John Gerald S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31. Roque, Rob Brian DLC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32. Sagayaga, Hope Jr. M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33. Santos, Edrick John G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34. Siongco, Angela Cheska Q.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Talan, Ceri Jane H.&lt;br /&gt;36. Tayag, Jose Carlos S.&lt;br /&gt;37. Toledo, Marian Clare U.&lt;br /&gt;38. Trocino, Bianca Beatriz V.&lt;br /&gt;39. Uy, Vivien Cherie C.&lt;br /&gt;40. Vallente, Jeremiah R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;41. Verzosa, Grazielle S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*entries in bold are from Philippine Science High School - Main Campus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galing ng Pisay (Main Campus) noh? 17 diyan Pisay (Main Campus)! 12 boys and 5 girls. :)&lt;br /&gt;Congrats sa inyong lahat!!! Hope to see you all in Med School. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-2460723609935220826?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2460723609935220826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2460723609935220826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/04/intarmed-results.html' title='Intarmed Results'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-9211413707799706677</id><published>2007-03-31T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T08:17:55.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pisay'/><title type='text'>And the grand finale...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/killers/whenyouwereyoung.html"&gt;When You Were Young - The Killers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't actually expect it to feel this way pero ang sarap ng feeling sobra! Parang antagal-tagal kong tanga tapos ngayon namulat din ako sa katotohanan. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I finally stood up for myself (and actually, many other people). Wait! di pa tapos... Yan ay... against Sir Tafaleng.&lt;/span&gt; Tiniis ko lahat-lahat for 2 years! Putang-ina talaga na 2 taon ko siya naging teacher. I mean, of all teachers, yung worst and sobrang sama pa ng ugali yung twice ko naging teacher. Pero matagal ko nang pinagngawaan yun. I'm losing my main point. I stood up for myself. :) E kasi ba naman noh... Ganito yan e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andamidamidamidami niyang requirements for clearance. And I don't blame him for that kasi alam kong STR talaga yun e. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pero diba, I mean kung marami ka nang requirements, don't fucking require additionals anymore!&lt;/span&gt; May hardbound, 2 softbound, softcopy, consent form, at thank you letter na. Tapos dadagdagan pa niya ng putang-inang grad pic at &lt;strike&gt;scrapbook&lt;/strike&gt; crapbook. Yun pang grad pic may dedix, e puta... What am I going to fucking write there??? How he's a  fucking pain in the ass???... Puta... for the first time in my life, naging plastic ako. Nilunok ko lahat yun at nagpakaplastic nung sinusulat ko yung putang-inang dedix niya. Tapos yang crapbook pa! Anong gagawin niya diyan???? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He even said it himself, "Hindi ko kayo gusto, Charm!"&lt;/span&gt; Tapos paparequire siya ng scrapbook??? Putang-ina. Buti nga may masipag na Apple na gumawa nun e. Tapos, buti andyan din si Jackie na nagdikit nung write-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hindi lang yung grad pic at scrapbook yung nirereklamo ko e. Kasi alam niyo, pinagbigyan ko na yang mga yan e. Kasi naisip ko final year na naman, at baka kahit papano nagbago siya. BUT NO!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kung bang halimbawa, ikaw tapos mo na lahat ng requirements pati yung page mo sa crapbook kaso yung magdadala ng crapbook wala pa at kailangan mo nang umalis, papayag ka bang hindi niya pirmahan???&lt;/span&gt; Puta. Hindi diba? Alam niyo yun? Parang siya lang naman nagrequrie nun a??? Bakit kasalanan ba namin na wala pa yung magdadala at hindi siya macontact? I mean, kami, we went to school early para maclear tapos hanggat wala yung crapbook di mo kami pipirmahan, di mo pipirmahan ang buong Charm??? Puta. You can't fucking hold us forever you know. And narinig mo naman diba, di ka naman namin gagaguhin e (kahit ginagago mo kami), we were giving you the assurance na tapos na yung page namin. I mean come on, most of us, 2 taon niyo nang student. Di niyo pa ba kilala at least yung mga character namin??? Puta... Alam mo, alam ko yung sagot e. Kasi wala kayong pakialam! pero actually, ganun din naman kami e. Wala kaming paki sa inyo. Kaya okay lang pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganyan yung situation ko kahapon e. Pero mga 3:00 na ata yun. Kumpleto na lahat pero wala pa yung crapbook. Ayaw niyang pirmahan. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maraming ibang Charm na kumpleto na lahat nung morning pero wala pa yung crapbook. Ayaw din niyang pirmahan. At yung mga taong yun, may mga pupuntahan na importante. Gaano ka-importante??? Mga tipong graduation ng kapatid lang naman na minsan lang mangyari sa buhay ng tao!!! &lt;/span&gt;Puta. Naninira siya ng buhay ng iba. Pero anyway, ayun, nung ayaw niyang pirmahan, sinabi ko sa kanya yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt; Sir (putang-ina... ginagalang ko pa siya see??? PUTA!!!!), can you please sign this already. Kumpleto na naman ako. Even my page in the scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siya: &lt;/span&gt;Wala pa yung scrapbook e. O asan na??? Show me your page in the scrapbook???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt; Sir, di naman po namin kasalanan kung yung may hawak ng scrapbook ay late diba? Kami po we want to get this done already, pero kung siya ayaw pa niya, di naman kami kailangan idamay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir:&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt; Sir, kanina pa ako ditong morning. Haven't even eaten lunch yet. Sana po, pag ganito, wag niyo na kaming paghigpitan kasi tutal fourth year na naman kami, it doesn't make sense anymore kung paghihigpitan niyo kami because we're leaving already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir:&lt;/span&gt; Alam mo ito (points at my clearance paper), ito ay clearance! (voice gets louder) Lahat gumagawa nito! Kahit Batch President or Batch Representative ka pa!!! (loudest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt; Sir, wala po akong sinasabing ganun. Bakit po pumasok yun? E wala naman yung sa picture. (To myself: I've been doing this for 3 fucking years. I know it's required. And I didn't even need to be yelled at to know that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir:&lt;/span&gt; Ano bang tingin mo dito? Na way lang to para pahirapan kayo ng teachers niyo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt; Again, Wala po akong sinasabing ganun. Ang sinasabi ko po is mas mahirap po yung clearance ngayong fourth year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir:&lt;/span&gt; A.. soo... pinapahirapan ko nga kayo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt; Sir, wala po akong sinasabing ganun. Sabi ko po mahirap ang clearance ng fourth year in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir:&lt;/span&gt; O! Fourth year! Edi kasama nga ako dun?? (sabay irap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt; Sir, opo, kasama kayo dun. Pero hindi ko pininpoint na kayo lang. Iba po yung in general at nagpipinpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir:&lt;/span&gt; So what's your point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt; Na sir pirmahan niyo na yung clearance namin kung kumpleto na naman lahat at binigyan na kayo ng assurance na tapos na yung page sa scrapbook. Kasi sir, di po namin kasalanan kung wala pa yung scrapbook. Not every one has to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(biglang dumating sina Apple with the scrapbook kasi kakadating lang pala ni Jackie. See?Andyan pa si Apple! Isa siya sa mga may importanteng kailangang puntahan pero namiss niya yun! Tapos diba, siya pa gumawa nung scrapbook.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir:&lt;/span&gt; O ayan na, I'm signing your clearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir:&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako: &lt;/span&gt;Sir, alam ko wala pong nagsasabi sa inyo. Pero yung mga almost macclear na before me? Yung mga yun, may mga kailangan puntahan yung mga yun na importante. Ayaw lang nila sabihin sa inyo. Kaya po ako, ayan, sinasabi ko po sa inyo. Kaso po, huli na ata, kasi namiss na nila yung mga importanteng event na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir:&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phew... ang sarap ng feeling sobra. Kasi tiniis ko yung kademonyohan niya ng 2 years e.&lt;/span&gt; Actually, medyo naiyak pa ako e. Pero sa sobrang galit yun a. Nanggigigil na ako sobra e. Last day na namin pero di ko na talaga siya natiis at sukang-suka na ako sa pagtitiis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero kung tutuusin, kung matino kang teacher, sasagutin mo ba nang ganyan yung estudyante mo? Hey, I said everything nicely. May po at opo pa. Tapos, pagtataasan niya ako ng boses. Mga magulang ko lang nakakagawa ng ganun sa akin. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At talagang ginusto kitang sagutin kasi parents ko nga di ko sinasagot e ikaw? Teacher lang kita! Actually, you are nobody to me. Kasi wala naman kayong tinulong sa amin e!&lt;/span&gt; Yung Intel namin, nadadrag lang yung pangalan niyo dun! Pero wala kayong tinulong! Maski suporta wala! Kaya yung Intel na yun, dapat tanggalin pangalan niyo dun as adviser because you did nothing to help us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(phewww... calms down...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir, ibahin niyo ako. Kung sila, takot silang sabihin sayo yung mga nasasaloob nila. Ako hindi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di niyo ako matatakot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At eto pala narinig kong conversation nila ni Jonas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jonas:&lt;/span&gt; Sir, pirmahan niyo na po itong clearance ko kasi aalis na po ako e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir:&lt;/span&gt; Ay... ayoko nga. Ano yun? Mauuuna ka pang mag-vacation sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puta!!!! Natural oo!!!! Teacher ka diba??? Wag mo kami icompare sayo! Iba ginagawa namin sa ginagawa mo. Yang ginagawa mo pinili mo yan e! Ngayon, gawin mo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Message to Sir:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir, you know what I think? Di po talaga kayo bagay magturo diyan sa Pisay. Pisay graduate pa man din kayo. Of all people na dapat makaintindi sa amin. Kayo yun! Pero you know what I think again? Di niyo naman talaga gusto yang trabaho na yan e. Feeling ko kaya lang kayo nagturo sa Pisay kasi walang ibang gustong tumanggap sa inyo nung nag-aapply kayo for work. Last resort niyo na lang diyan sa Pisay. Kasi alam niyo? Halatang-halata e. Di niyo gusto yung trabaho niyo. Advice ko po, lumayas na kayo diyan hanggat di niyo pa nasisira yung mga buhay nung iba pang students. Kasi alam niyo, hindi nila deserve na malasap yung kademonyohan niyo. Chaka sir, tandaan niyo to ha. Itaga niyo sa bato. One day, I will be big. I will be some big hotshot pathologist. And when I go back to Pisay, I will thank everyone except you. Pero feeling ko wala ka na rin naman nun e. Kasi baka tumawag na sila ng pari to exorcise you. Sobrang wala kang kuwentang teacher. Nagfifeeling ka kasi e. Kunwari suplado para sunurin namin kayo. Alam niyo, di yun magwowork e. Bakit yung iba naming teachers, kayang-kaya kaming dalhin. Alam niyo kasi, kayo yung may problema e.  Pero di ko ata kayo matutulungan sa problema na yun e. Kasi problema sa utak yun e. Magpapatohology po ako as specialization sa Med e. Pero ayun, bahala na kayo sa buhay niyo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-9211413707799706677?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/9211413707799706677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/9211413707799706677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-grand-finale.html' title='And the grand finale...'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-746733955002759727</id><published>2007-03-17T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T12:32:15.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>HEROES!!!</title><content type='html'>Grabe... Thank you talaga Mich, Jojie and Jovi. Addict na ako sa &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heroes_%28TV_series%29"&gt;Heroes&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/peter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Petrelli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/nikki.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Sanders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/kuyapetrelli.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan Petrelli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/isaac.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac Mendez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/hiro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiro Nakamura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/dl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.L. Hawkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/claire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire Bennet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was all superhuman stupid powers and shit. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I didn't really expect I would like it. Pero iba siya.&lt;/span&gt; It's very smartly written. Kinda like a puzzle. Everything is significant. Even the little details. And it has everything! Comedy, drama, action, suspense, what-not... Gusto ko na ngang tapusin nang isang upuan yung buong Season 1 eh! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiro is so adorable!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-746733955002759727?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/746733955002759727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/746733955002759727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/03/heroes.html' title='HEROES!!!'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-8584049414098056336</id><published>2007-02-28T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T05:16:12.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pisay'/><title type='text'>How it all ends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/jeffbuckley/lastgoodbye.html"&gt;Last Goodbye - Jeff Buckley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I made my way down the stairs of the SHB from the second floor, the familiar gloomy air surrounded me. The dimly lit or should I say, "not-at-all-lit" back part of the second floor was a Pisay image that has never changed since I entered the school. Fortunately, I got used to that darkness it doesn't really scare me anymore. Thanks to everyday trips to my locker at the second floor back lobby every morning. By morning, I mean around 6:00 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped onto the exit door of the SHB on the first floor, and the scene in front of my eyes was exactly what I expected: Juniors sitting on the stone steps, some batchmates hanging out in "The Railings", and packs of students and teachers passing by the busiest part of Pisay. Even the familiar stench of bathroom odor was strong in my nose. Luckily, almost 4 years of daily exposure got me used to the fumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed to the school cafeteria which we have always fondly called "caf", and guided myself toward the Charm table. The usual people weren't there, and it actually made me wonder where they are. And then I remembered.  They're practicing for our ambitious attempt on Andrew Lloyd Webber's, "The Phantom of the Opera". A few familiar faces were still there though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Maisie!," waves Jasper with that big cheesy smile of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I greeted him back and quickly fumbled through my stuff, looking for my bulky Starbucks planner, brown pencil case, and my expandable envelope, which by the way contained half my life. (The other half is in my iPod.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly ran back up the stairs to the second floor, then to the CISD Boardroom. I knocked two times, then quietly opened the door and entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egg, Nico, Rob, Clar, Redg, Dani and Sir Vlad were all there, all looking rather very tired and drained. Clar and Redg were busy fixing envelopes. Egg and Nico were counting... again. Rob was typing something in the computer which was what I think would be our excuse letters to our subject teachers. And Sir Vlad was counting... again, but looking very distraught and about to cry. I took the empty seat next to Redg, and put down my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maisie, gawin mo na yung OC sheet uli. Over-all na ha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a clean sheet of paper and started on the OC sheet. Actually, my OC sheet. It was a Thursday and everybody was very tired from the week's work. The CISD boardroom became the "war room" since the start of the week. I loved that room though. Comfy chairs, an air-conditioning system, and a nice glass table. The perfect picture of a room you'd love to work in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The table was shiny enough for me to see the reflection of Redg munching on some chips, and Egg and Nico making faces and getting all excited about the auditions for the Pisay movie. And I thought to myself, "I am lucky I got to stay for a long time in this room, not for a bad deed that is!" You see, students only get to enter that room for very extreme reasons: either you did something bad and you were asked to talk to certain people, or you were to do something very important for the school. Luckily, I was there for the second reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RING! RING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fumbled through my pocket to get my cellphone while writing down the tallies for Rb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anak, nandito na ako sa likod. Sa may harap ng girls' dorm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah okay, Ma. Malapit na ako matapos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put down the phone and finished doing the OC sheet. I looked up to see Egg and Nico already gone to the auditions. I gave Sir Vlad the perfectly-made OC sheet and told him that I need to go already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was finding my way down from second floor back lobby, I got a whiff of the same gloomy atmosphere which as weird as it may sound is probably what I will miss the most. I was surprised to see the sky so dark already when I stepped out of the rusty door of the SHB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:47&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing my watch has glow-in-the-dark hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't notice how fast the whole day went. Maybe being confined there in the CISD Boardroom, counting again and again, made us forget about time. Or maybe, time just seemed faster because we wished it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I looked up to the gigantic tree hovering over the gazebos, I somehow wished I could take that back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-8584049414098056336?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8584049414098056336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/8584049414098056336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-it-all-ends.html' title='How it all ends...'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-7149061488211881726</id><published>2007-02-10T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T07:41:22.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>New Phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.lyricscafe.com/q/quaye_finley/031.htm"&gt;Dice - Finley Quaye/William Orbit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.nokia.com.au/nokia/0,,48501,00.html"&gt;Nokia 7200&lt;/a&gt; finally retired.&lt;/span&gt; I had it since sophomore year and yeah, fungi already started swarming on the textile covers. It was very fashionable then though. It's not the fashion phone for nothing. :P &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But yeah, given my toxic lifestyle, I never had the chance to clean it.&lt;/span&gt; Or maybe!... that was just a lame excuse to vindicate myself. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad told me I can get a new phone na! Wee!!! *jump jump* Kaya yesterday, mummy dearest and I went to the mall to look for one. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not really a big fan of Nokia's N Series.&lt;/span&gt; The sweet 2 or 3 MP camera wasn't really what I need. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just need a phone with a big screen, clear graphics, and an easy to press keypad.&lt;/span&gt; For texting and calling lang. Dad said it's much smarter to get a digicam (around 5-8 MP will do. Big memory is a must though!) for the pictures. So I decided to get the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.motorola.com/motoinfo/product/details.jsp?globalObjectId=128"&gt;Motorola V3&lt;/a&gt;. :) And yep, it's in pink.&lt;/span&gt; (Ang kikay talaga eh! :P) As for the digicam, 'di pa ako nakaka-isip kung which model talaga, but I'm sure to get one from Canon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-7149061488211881726?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7149061488211881726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7149061488211881726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-phone.html' title='New Phone'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-2707665531321919997</id><published>2007-02-06T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:03:37.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pisay'/><title type='text'>On UP Letters, Pandora and Badminton</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmania.com/lyrics/arctic_monkeys_lyrics_4351/who_the_fuck_are_arctic_monkeys_lyrics_28181/despair_in_the_departure_lounge_lyrics_308243.html"&gt;Despair In The Departure Lounge - Arctic Monkeys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Day was quite tiring. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not too much requirements though.&lt;/span&gt; Prolly got exhausted because of PE. :P &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chemistry long test results were okay I guess.&lt;/span&gt; I got 35/40 for the bloody qualitative analysis exam, which was quite surprising because I was expecting something like 16 or 19. I just got really lucky I guess. I could've been 39 though. I put NH3 instead of NH4 for ammonium. Very careless mistake. :( Frustrating talaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For English, we started our discussion of Jonathan Swift's, "A Modest Proposal". &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Children as food and clothing. I know. Creepy.&lt;/span&gt; But he's being sarcastic, so don't give yourself a heart attack. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we didn't have Physics pala. :) Woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Math, we had the speed test, which was okay I guess. A few tricky questions here and there, but I guess I was able to get most of them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For PE, we had badminton practicals. I got 8/5 for the underhand strokes and 10/10 for the service. :) Looks like my PE grade is going up for the next and final (ooohh... it hurts to hear that.) quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got home to find my letter from the UP College of Medicine informing me about my being a candidate for the Intarmed Program. &lt;/span&gt;They were asking for the requirements and were asking me to call UP Manila immediately to inquire about the schedule of my interview. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right now, I am excited about the thought of college, but I'm very very nervous about the interview, which according to family friends who know about it, was killer.&lt;/span&gt; Besides, parang in a way, malungkot talaga ako about leaving Pisay. Yep. Even though, I looked like I aged 10 years older because of stress, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I still think I could never leave Pisay. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough about drama. :P I discovered this cool website helping you find more music that you'll like. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pandora.com"&gt;Pandora&lt;/a&gt; was created by the Music Genome Project. &lt;/span&gt;I am actually listening to it right now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-2707665531321919997?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2707665531321919997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2707665531321919997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-up-letters-pandora-and-badminton.html' title='On UP Letters, Pandora and Badminton'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-2700462455577722756</id><published>2007-01-24T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T18:52:32.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>UPCAT Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/amoslee/loveinthelies.html"&gt;Love in the Lies - Amos Lee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe! Moment of truth talaga. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 22, 2007.&lt;/span&gt; Gumising ako nang walang ka-alam-alam na sa umagang yun ko pala malalaman kung magiging pinakamasayang tao ako sa buong mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gumising ako at nag-check ng mail kasi nakatulog ako early the night before. N&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;agulantang ako nung malaman ko na UPCAT results are out already!&lt;/span&gt; Hindi pa handa ang sarili ko nun e.  I think I conditioned myself for that moment sa first week of February pa. Pero ayun na e! Shit talaga. Sobrang kinakabahan ako nun. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feeling ko dinig na dinig na yung heartbeat ko. As in may echo. Tachycardia beybeh. &lt;/span&gt;Yuck. Ang geeky. Joke lang yun. Been watching too much House. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, ayun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed UP!!! Woohoo!!! BS Biology sa Diliman beybeh!!! :):):) Pero hinanap ko yung mas importante. Did I get into the Intarmed Program???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi nakalagay. Puta. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Na-extend ang tachycardia ko hanggang school. &lt;/span&gt;Hanggang matapos ang opening ceremonies ng YMSAT Week. Hanggang bigla akong kausapin ni Sir Vlad, tanungin ang name ko sabay sabi ng "Congratulations!" while giving me a firm handshake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uhmm... Bakit Sir? Congrats na ako lang ang may name na Maisie sa batch?" tanong ko naman while shaking hands with Sir Vlad with an evidently confused look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Congrats... You're one of the Oblation Scholars..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ohhhh.....mmmyyy....Gooooodddd..... Gaaaaahhh!!!!!" *high pitch* *while jumping up and down not minding even if other people think I look like a moron*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nag-text si Ma'am Bargo e. Eto yung iba pang Oblation Scholars..." sabay pakita ng phone niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Omigodomigodomigodomigod..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe!!! Hindi lang yun tachycardia. Myocardial infarction na yun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got more than I wanted. Hindi lang ako Intarmed Candidate. Oblation Scholar pa ako. Grabe. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di talaga ako makapaniwala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after school, I went straight to the adoration chapel of our church. I spent about 45 minutes in there saying nothing but, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Thank you Lord." :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-2700462455577722756?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2700462455577722756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2700462455577722756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/01/upcat-results.html' title='UPCAT Results'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5742662563853437617</id><published>2007-01-22T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T19:02:44.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pisay'/><title type='text'>Last Friday and My Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.mp3lyrics.org/m/michael-penn/walter/"&gt;Walter Reed - Michael Penn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Woohoo! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YMSAT Week neext week so I had the time to go out.&lt;/span&gt; Good thing, we're done with STR. ;) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I went to the salon yesterday with mummy dearest. I had a haircut. :)&lt;/span&gt; I told the hair stylist to give me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bangs and layer my hair&lt;/span&gt;. The gay hair stylist (Yes, I mean the happy adjective and the homo adjective. :P) then asked me, "Parang kay Anne Curtis?" I answered, "Uhmm... Yeah. Parang ganun nga." He quickly answered, "Ako naggupit dun!", sabay malaking smile na abot hanggang tenga.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sabi ko, "Talaga ha?" Sabi niya, "Oo. Kaya ikaw, gagandahan ko rin ang gupit tulad niya. Sosyal diba!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugghh... The weird gay accent keeps ringing in my ears. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scares the shit out of me.&lt;/span&gt; But hey, he's pretty good. I actually like my haircut. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was stressing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Physics was bad.&lt;/span&gt; 'Di kasi namin nadala yung para sa magic trick namin. I didn't know na set-up pala that morning. Tapos, Ma'am Quines got mad at me pa. Tingin niya napaka-iresponsable ko at pabaya ako. I went one step down kasi sa Physics this quarter. At oo, dahil siya sa perio.  Kaya nga talagang naapektuhan ng Intel yung grades ko e. :( Naiyak talaga ako. Sana kasi alam niya na ako lang ang nagprepare nung proposal namin diba? Ako lang ang naghanap. Ako lang ang nag-worry about that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako lang ang nagkaroon ng pakialam dun. Fuck talaga.&lt;/span&gt; Dapat kasi demo pala. Kailangan mo lang ipakita na gumagana talaga yung magic trick. The night before, kakatry ko lang e. Nagwork naman. Kaso, if I knew, edi dinala ko na yung mga materials. Wala naman nagsabi sa akin. Well, I think wala rin naman may alam sa mga groupmates ko e. And if ever mayroong may alam, 'di rin naman niya sasabihin sa akin kasi wala siyang pakialam. Tapos, sinasabi pa ni Ma'am na may day na natutulog ako sa class niya. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Punyeta. That was the day that I was so sick I was almost gonna die.&lt;/span&gt; Pinilit ko lang talaga pumasok kasi ayaw ko maka-miss ng class. Ayaw ko ma-miss ang Physics kasi mahirap mag-make-up quiz. Tapos, pagdating ko dun, biglang sabi niya you can review na lang daw for other subjects. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Putang-ina. I went to school for nothing.&lt;/span&gt; Pero anyway, ayun natulog na lang ako kasi sobrang sakit talaga ng ulo ko. Tapos, yun pala yung iniisip niya! Na natutulog ako kasi binabastos ko siya. Puta talaga!!! 'Di man lang siya nag-isip kung bakit kaya ganito si Maisie? Mukhang masama ang pakiramdam niya a. Puta!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrgghh... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm super stressed, super sick, and under-appreciated.&lt;/span&gt; Now, how sadder can that get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lighter&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, kanina, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I checked the Internet for the commercial tracks being used in the television series House. &lt;/span&gt;Tapos, I downloaded a couple and actually found some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty interesting music&lt;/span&gt;. The one I'm listening to right now and my music of the moment was actually from there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5742662563853437617?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5742662563853437617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5742662563853437617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/01/last-friday-and-my-haircut.html' title='Last Friday and My Haircut'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1769869407565293226</id><published>2007-01-14T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T04:34:17.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pisay'/><title type='text'>On Grad Pics, Phatoms and Houses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/amoslee/colors.html"&gt;Colors - Amos Lee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay nako... very busy day. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This morning I went to Zone 5 to have my grad picture retaken.&lt;/span&gt; Andun sina Nikki, Jerome, Paola and Lorenz. I still went as Audrey Hepburn for my creative shot pero I was in the studio na lang. Di na dun sa bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tapos, dapat nung hapon na yun, pupunta ang Charm sa bahay ni Garrick. &lt;/span&gt;Planning daw for the English presentation. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And yep, Phantom of the Opera kami. &lt;/span&gt;Alam ko. Medyo ambitious nga. Pero I think, kung talent ang pag-uusapan, di kami kapos nun. Funds siguro, kapos. :P Maaga akong natapos sa Zone 5 at maaga rin kaming (I mean, my family.) natapos kumain ng lunch kaya di ako puwede dumiretso agad sa house ni Garrick. Kaya umuwi muna kami. At naghintay ako ng message kung kailangan ko nang pumunta. Medyo malapit lang kasi bahay ko dun. Pero eto na po. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nalaman ko lang kay Redg na nagsimula na pala sila. &lt;/span&gt;They started watching the movie already at sina Redg and Angeli nga raw, pagdating nila doon 40 minutes na silang nanonood. Nagpunta muna kasi sila sa bahay ni Angeli para magpalipas ng oras. Since, medyo maaga rin kasing dumating doon si Redg. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puta talaga. Wala man lang nagsabi sa akin!!!&lt;/span&gt; Ewan ko ha. Pero walang sumasagot sa lahat ng tinatanong ko. Nakakainis talaga. Putang-ina. Kaya sumama na lang akong magsimba. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Biruin mo, pinlano ko pa naman na kinabukasan na lang ako magsisimba nang mag-isa! Dahil nga conflict siya with the Charm meeting. Puta. &lt;/span&gt;Tapos ni text man lang walang makapagpadala. Well sa bagay, di rin naman ako kailangan dun e. Assign lang naman sila ng assign e. Pero parang wala naman silang paki kung anong gagawin nung iba e. Okay lang naman sana e. Kaso, sana kita mo na pinoproblema rin nila yung gagawin nung ibang tao. Gusto ko naman may gawin rin ako diba. Actually, di lang ako e. Gusto namin may gawin rin kami. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gusto rin namin ng grade sa English.&lt;/span&gt; Hay nako... ewan ko na lang. Nainis talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ayan. On a lighter note naman, just so I don't end this entry fuming mad. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so addicted!!! House!!! House!!! House!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RalZx6p4rZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/128bONJsQFo/s1600-h/group_promo9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RalZx6p4rZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/128bONJsQFo/s320/group_promo9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019641973774527890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RalaC6p4raI/AAAAAAAAAAU/51z6TzOLId0/s1600-h/group_promo19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RalaC6p4raI/AAAAAAAAAAU/51z6TzOLId0/s320/group_promo19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019642265832304034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RalaNKp4rbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pL7FzBUZnE8/s1600-h/group_promo20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RalaNKp4rbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pL7FzBUZnE8/s320/group_promo20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019642441925963186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lalo tuloy akong na-convince na gusto ko talaga ang Med. :) Specifically, Pathology. *wink wink* Ang exciting talaga. Kahit na minsan, di ko na maintindihan yung mga pinagsasasabi nila, okay lang. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Someday maiintindihan ko rin yun. :)&lt;/span&gt; Tapos, andami ko pang nalalaman na new terms. Ang galing talaga. Hindi pa siya nakaka-bore kasi interesting yung main character. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May kadramahan yung buhay niya kaya mabibitin ka lagi kapag isang episode lang pinanood mo.&lt;/span&gt; I have Seasons 1-3 right now. At eto, minsan nakakalimang episode ako per day. Controlled na yan a. May school kasi e. Pero pag wala masyadong gagawin the next day, tinutuloy tuloy ko. :P Pero totoo talaga. Maganda siya. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lalo na kung interested kayo sa Med at gusto mong makakita ng annoying and sarcastic doctor who treats patients without even seeing them. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1769869407565293226?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1769869407565293226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1769869407565293226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/01/on-grad-pics-phatoms-and-houses.html' title='On Grad Pics, Phatoms and Houses'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udh1uMOzeEc/RalZx6p4rZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/128bONJsQFo/s72-c/group_promo9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-4835719249577507741</id><published>2007-01-08T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T15:23:26.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Retreat and ACET Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/jeffbuckley/mojopin.html"&gt;Mojo Pin - Jeff Buckley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaahh... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nakakapagod ang retreat.&lt;/span&gt; Pero worth it. :) Kaya yung mga di pumunta, i-regret niyo ngayon na! Go! Haha. Just kidding. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ang nakakainis lang naman is we have school the next day.&lt;/span&gt; :( Pero okay lang, di naman ako natawag kanina sa English e. :P Mich and I still have time to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday ko lang nalaman yung result ng pinaggagagawa ko sa ACET. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pasok ako sa first choice ko! Wohoo! Bio!!! :):):) &lt;/span&gt;Pero nagtataka ako blank yung space beside "SCHOLARSHIP" . Akala ko di ako nag-qualify for a scholarship. Siyempre medyo disappointing. Tapos, bigla kong naalala. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hindi nga pala ako nag-apply for scholarship noh??? Joke talaga ako.&lt;/span&gt; Pero anyway, sa UP ko naman talaga gusto e. Kaya, if ever qualified nga ako dapat for the scholarship, sa iba na lang napunta yung slot ko. :) Sayang naman kung pampasikip ako dun sa list diba. Maraming mas may kailangan nung scholarship and gusto talaga sa Ateneo. Ako naman, UP talaga. Intarmed sana... Haaaayyy... Malapit na rin yung results ng UPCAT. Hala. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats rin pala sa mga pasok sa Ateneo! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-4835719249577507741?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4835719249577507741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4835719249577507741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2007/01/retreat-and-acet-results.html' title='Retreat and ACET Results'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-7423600587349723720</id><published>2006-12-31T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T16:56:07.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>The Mars Volta in Piano</title><content type='html'>I just had to post this. Ang galing grabe... Somebody hand me a hankerchief please. *sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="212.5" height="175"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z95ZQfoL5zg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z95ZQfoL5zg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="212.5" height="175"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Televators by: The Mars Volta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="212.5" height="175"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fvvugb9tHGk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fvvugb9tHGk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="212.5" height="175"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roulette Dares (The Haunt Of) by: The Mars Volta&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so amazing how Omar came up with these notes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-7423600587349723720?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7423600587349723720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/7423600587349723720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2006/12/mars-volta-in-piano.html' title='The Mars Volta in Piano'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-4122484809072550974</id><published>2006-12-27T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T17:09:32.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Worst Feeling in the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/incubus/rogues.html"&gt;Incubus - Rogues&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, may meeting kami sa village para sa preparation for the "Christmas Party". &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dapat nga pre-New Year's Eve Party yun e.&lt;/span&gt; It's just so wrong. December 30 ba naman kasi ganapin. Anyway, nakita ko ulit yung childhood friends ko. Oo, as in nung may uhog pa ako. :P Haha. I know neighbors lang sila pero I don't usually see them kasi may school. Baka yung iba sabihin, "Sus! School lang e." Pero if you're from Pisay, you probably won't agree more with me. Besides, di rin lang naman ako yung busy e. Sila rin. My friend Ria is already in her first year of college, and my other friend Alisa is currently in her junior year of highschool which to them, is the crucial stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Being there invoked a whole gamut of emotions. &lt;/span&gt;Joy, sorrow, regret, eagerness, amusement... but all of these somehow ended up being just one thing, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I felt neglected.&lt;/span&gt; Di ko alam kung sinasadya nila yun or not, pero it just felt that way. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It hurts.&lt;/span&gt; I couldn't relate to a single thing they were talking about. Well, Kuya Jay kept cracking jokes here and there and, we all had a good laugh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But something is very different.&lt;/span&gt; I know I changed, pero dahil may pinagsamahan kami we should be able to catch up easily. And besides, they changed too! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know I'm not the only one who has to reach out.&lt;/span&gt; It works both ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just felt really bad. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parang di ata ako nakatira dun e. &lt;/span&gt;Pero iba yung feeling e. Parang ako lang yung hindi maka-relate. Parang sila, ganun parin. And that's what probably fucks me out. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pare-pareho kaming busy pero these people appear to do the same things without me.&lt;/span&gt; Putang-ina talaga. Gusto ko na umuwi nun e! Bukod sa gabi na (We started at 9:00 pm and ended at 10:00 pm. Great. I missed The O.C. Thanks a lot.), di pa ako makarelate sa pinag-uusapan nila. Anlabo pa nung meeting. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walang budget.&lt;/span&gt; Tapos, ano na bang araw yun? December 26 na. E yung party sa December 30. Sana naman a week before diba? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yung party, walang formal invitation.&lt;/span&gt; Tapos, they were all ranting about how nobody would even come. E, papaano sila pupunta? They don't even know na may party. At least, make an effort to let them know diba? Para wala silang excuse na hindi malaman. Okay... okay... I know I'm also ranting right now pero diba? Sobrang nakakainis yung mga ganung tipo ng meeting e. Wala talaga yung patutunguhan. Haaayy ewan na lang. Ayoko na magdagdag pa. I might not even finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for being left out, I am willing to catch up. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just don't know if they even want me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-4122484809072550974?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4122484809072550974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4122484809072550974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2006/12/worst-feeling-in-world.html' title='The Worst Feeling in the World'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-1345021279918898145</id><published>2006-12-26T07:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T17:10:04.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/christmaswiththekranks/christmassong.htm"&gt;The Christmas Song - The Raveonettes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana lahat kayo makakain nang mabuti ngayong Pasko. Go easy on the ham though. :P Haha. Ang huwag na  huwag niyong kakalimutan batiin ng "Happy Birthday" si  Jesus a! Siya nga ang reason kung bakit may Pasko diba? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-1345021279918898145?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1345021279918898145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/1345021279918898145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title='Merry Christmas everyone!'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-4711577355054340860</id><published>2006-12-21T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T17:10:28.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>My Not-so-vacationesque Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/imogenheap/thewalk.html"&gt;The Walk - Imogen Heap (Nope. Hindi siya rendition of the one by The Cure. :P)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wala na! Wala na talaga e. Arrrrrggghhh... Nakakainis talaga! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Punyemas ang "Christmas Vacation" na 'to!&lt;/span&gt; Heck! Why do I even call it one? Andaming kailangan gawin. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Life Sci: Portfolio Entry&lt;br /&gt;- English: Read Les Miserables&lt;br /&gt;- Filipino: Book Critique&lt;br /&gt;- Filipino: Comic Book&lt;br /&gt;- Retreat Palancas&lt;br /&gt;- CS: Study Module 8 and 9&lt;br /&gt;- Chem: Study for Post Quarter Exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started reading Les Miserables (Kalahati na ako.) and doing the palancas. And dahil madami siya, I divided it. :P As in per day. Yung Les Miserables ginawa kong 50 pages per day. Tapos yung palanca, iba-iba. Around 4-5 palancas per day. Yung iba, will start after Christmas na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay... eto na naman. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pressured na naman ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-4711577355054340860?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4711577355054340860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4711577355054340860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-not-so-vacationesque-vacation.html' title='My Not-so-vacationesque Vacation'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-3764497915896887668</id><published>2006-12-21T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T17:11:04.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/ledzeppelin/tangerine.html"&gt;Tangerine - Led Zeppelin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the mall yesterday with Mummy Dearest. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did some last minute Christmas shopping. :)&lt;/span&gt; Nakakapagod sobra. Especially with the people pa. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haaayy... very tiring.&lt;/span&gt; Ang hirap talaga mamili ng regalo. Yun talaga yung nakakabangag na part e. Ang favorite part ko lang naman pag bubuksan na yung gift e. :P Deh. Kidding. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite part ko ay yung wrapping of gifts. :)&lt;/span&gt; My mom was able to get these gorgeous black pumps from Naturalizer. Sabi niya, feeling niya daw office girl na naman siya. Haha. :P She got me the shiny striped pull-over from Mango rin pala! Yay! Yay!!! *jump jump* We passed by some store (Nakalimutan ko na yung name. Hehe) and I got my Dad new ties as my Christmas gift. :) Oh, and binili rin namin yung favorite perfume (Polo Blue) niya as my mom's Christmas gift. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nakita ko rin pala si Jem and Cindy!&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Ang awkward kasi nung binati ko sila, as in, kaway kaway, "Hi Jem! Hi Cindy!", wala na kaming nasabi. :P Alam mo yun? Parang wala ka nang masabi and di mo na talaga maisip kung may dapat pa bang sabihin. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kanina naman I helped my Mom do the grocery. :)&lt;/span&gt; Oh and I'm cooking something too for our Christmas Dinner. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Potato Salad (yes, Jasper. yes, Jem) and Pasta with Alfredo Sauce.&lt;/span&gt; Yumyum. Nagugutom na tuloy ako. Haha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero napansin ko lang, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;parang mas tahimik itong Christmas na 'to.&lt;/span&gt; Parang mas malungkot and actually, mas konting tao ang namimili ng regalo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I guess mahirap na talaga ang buhay kaya ayan yung ibang tao hindi na nagreregalo.&lt;/span&gt; Pero hindi bale na yung gifts e. I just hope na ngayong Christmas na 'to, makapagsalu-salo lahat ng pamilya. Kahit simple lang, basta sama-sama lahat. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-3764497915896887668?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3764497915896887668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/3764497915896887668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-shopping.html' title='Christmas Shopping'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-2572756264747586369</id><published>2006-12-15T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T00:39:38.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Christmas Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.thebeatles.com.hk/lyrics/lyrics.asp?lyTitle=Drive+My+Car%2FThe+Word%2FWhat+You%27re+Doing+%28Love+version%29"&gt;Drive My Car / The Word / What You're Doing - The Beatles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas Vacation ko na rin finally! Official na 'to. :) Nakakapagod ang last two weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Feeling ko talaga ako na si supergirl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Pero sobrang fatigued na ang utak ko sa kakaisip sa totoo lang. Kaya ngayong first week ng vacation wala akong gagawin. :P Magwawala ako! Haha. Nah, just kidding. Deh. Basta. Hello TV. Hello Veronica Mars Season 1 and 2. Hello uTorrent. Hello Shang. Hello Glorietta. Hello Sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di parin pala ako gumagawa ng Christmas Wishlist. Anyways, eto na yun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Maisie's Materialistic Christmas Wishlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- K-Swiss rubber shoes na pure white&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strike&gt;shiny striped (navy blue and gray) cashmere pull-over from Mango&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- gray skinny jeans by Grab from Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strike&gt;dark wash straight-cut denim jeans from  Zara&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pink bag by Matthew Williamson from Debenham's&lt;br /&gt;- black, white or red patent peep-toe flats from Nine West&lt;br /&gt;- plain ribbed tanks from Topshop&lt;br /&gt;- blue jacket from (X)sml at The Ramp&lt;br /&gt;- pink, brown, white, and yellow Roxy shirts&lt;br /&gt;- brown and light blue Roxy boardshorts (yung hanggang knees :P)&lt;br /&gt;- gold and purple flipflops from Havaianas&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strike&gt;white na Flash Way or Brazil from Havaianas&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pink Canon iXus 17&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strike&gt;purple or green iPod sock&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Altec Lancing iM7 iPod Dock (punyemas! I want this!!! Punta kayo sa Power MAC Center sa Greenbelt 3. Pramis. Di na kayo uuwi :P)&lt;br /&gt;- MacBook :)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strike&gt;Starbucks planner&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Shu Uemura Precise Volume Waterproof Mascara in black and mauve cascades&lt;br /&gt;- Shu Uemura Lolishine Rouge in 132&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strike&gt;Shu Uemura High Performance Balancing Cleansing Oil Fresh&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nars blush and lipgloss in Orgasm (haha... :P)&lt;br /&gt;- new Versace scent (ang bango pramis!!!)&lt;br /&gt;- drum set and drum lessons :)&lt;br /&gt;- year supply ng Krispy Kreme :P&lt;br /&gt;- Tall nonfat sugar-free vanilla caramel machiatto from Starbucks everyday :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-2572756264747586369?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2572756264747586369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2572756264747586369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-vacation.html' title='Christmas Vacation'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5956062407258342733</id><published>2006-12-09T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T10:47:59.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intel'/><title type='text'>Intel Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/decemberists/thecranewife3.html"&gt;The Crane Wife, Pt. 3 - The Decemberists&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ito na yung &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pinaka-nakakabiglang week&lt;/strong&gt; sa buhay ko sa Pisay. Biruin niyo, nag-aral ako last week-end for the periodicals tapos pag dating ng Monday, malalaman ko na ang &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intel Regionals ay that week pala!&lt;/strong&gt; Punyemas talaga. Tapos siyempre ibig nun sabihin, kailangan na yung final final final revised papers, at kailangan rin mag-practice para sa defense.&lt;br /&gt;Sayang talaga yung oras. Sana man lang kung na-inform kami nang mas maaga edi nauna ko yung Intel diba??? Oh well... Here's a run down of all the stuff that happened this week. &lt;strong&gt;Araw-araw ata akong umiiyak e&lt;/strong&gt; dahil sa overwhelming stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MONDAY (December 4, 2006)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday sched kami nun kasi nga walang pasok nung Thursday at Friday the week before. Nung araw ko rin yun nalaman na Intel na the next day. &lt;strong&gt;And yep, ito yung araw na umupo ako in front of the computer from 8:00 pm-5:00 am.&lt;/strong&gt; Nagpractice rin ako for the presentation. Kaya oo, sobrang walking patay na ako kinabukasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;TUESDAY (December 5, 2006)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinubmit namin yung Final Papers namin na revised. Yung powerpoint na pinaghirapan ni Mich inedit pa pag dating sa school. Pero may malaki kaming problema nun. &lt;strong&gt;Wala pa kaming poster!!!&lt;/strong&gt; E yun nga yung priority that day e. Kasi ipapaprint pa yun. Wala pa namang marunong mag-Photoshop sa aming tatlo. :/ Pero anyway, ayun nagawa na rin. Kinopya yung background ng powerpoint namin tapos yun yung ginawang background nung poster. O diba? Terno! :P Tapos nilagay na yung content using powerpoint. At mahirap siya ha. Yun pa namang figures namin hindi sila nakagroup kaya kailangan mo pa i-group ang blahblah. Tapos ang gamit pa pala namin yung tablet ni Egg. Hay nako. Grabe yun. &lt;strong&gt;Sinasabi ko sa inyo, gagamit ako ng typewriter pero hindi ako gagamit nun!&lt;/strong&gt; Ang hirap gamitin! :(&lt;br /&gt;Nalaman din pala namin na isa lang ang magrereport. Pero sa question and answer, kaming 3 na. Kaya isang malaking punyemas na naman yan. Nagsayang na naman ako ng oras. :(&lt;br /&gt;Practice rin pala for the Paskorus. Wala na nga akong inabutan e. :( Sobrang hirap kasi ayusin nung poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WEDNESDAY (Decemer 6, 2006)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpunta kami sa UE Caloocan para sa set-up ng posters. Dapat Pisay bus, pero wala raw breaks yung bus. Haha. :P Kaya &lt;strong&gt;sumakay kami dun sa sasakyan ng caf.&lt;/strong&gt; Oo, dun sinasakay yung mga gulay, baboy at kung anu-ano pang nakikita natin sa caf. :P Wala naman masyadong ginawa. Inayos pa namin yung ibang papers tapos ayun bumalik rin sa school. Oh, and nag-commute kami pauwi. Ang galing noh? Grabe. INTEL. &lt;strong&gt;NapakaPRESTIGIOUS talaga.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos Paskorus uli. As usual, konti na lang naabutan ko. :(&lt;br /&gt;Wala rin pala akong tulog today kasi ginawa ko yung Life Science storybook namin nina Dane and Cheska. At oo, napilitan ako matuto mag-photoshop. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THURSDAY (December 7, 2006)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Supposedly day ng deliberation for Intel.&lt;/strong&gt; Sumakay kami sa car ni Egg. Simula 8:00 am-5:00 pm nakasalampak kami sa maalikabok na sahig ng UE. &lt;strong&gt;Buong araw kaming naghihintay sa mga judges na hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit yung schedule nila, sila mismo sumira. :(&lt;/strong&gt; Batong-bato ako sa araw na to. Natatandaan ko meron pang isang Life Science judge na naligaw sa amin, e Applied Science kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge: Why are you using silicone in your project? Don't you know that it is bad?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sir, the type of silicone we used here is physiologically inert. It's safe po for surgical implantations. They use it nga po for breast augmentations diba?&lt;br /&gt;Judge: *didn't listen* You know what they do today? Stem cell. They culture cells and inject it in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sir, we're only students po. We don't have the budget for that yet. And it is not covered by our project.&lt;br /&gt;Judge: *walks away while shaking head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrrggghh!!! &lt;strong&gt;Fuck talaga yung matandang yun.&lt;/strong&gt; Stem cell???? Alam ba niya pinagsasabi niya? E, ang nagfufund nga ng stem cell research yung Reagans diba? Punyemas naman. Kahit nga pro scientists natin hindi ata yung ginagawa.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, sa Life Science siya noh?? Maybe, yun yung reason kung bakit niya pinagdidiinan yung stem cell. Kasi puro Bio siya. E hello? Physics yung project namin. Kaya wala siguro maintindihan. :P&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, dumilim na at lahat di namin nalaman kung sino ang finalists kasi the judges left na pala. Yes, bastusan talaga! Sana man lang sinabihan kami diba?&lt;br /&gt;Tapos pauwi, car uli ni Egg. Pag dating sa school, nakapagpractice pa ako nang 4 na beses with Justine and Cy for Paskorus. Tapos after nun, Batch Party sa caf. Actually, nagustuhan ko siya. Kasi parang ni-recall lahat ng meorable performances ng batch. At sa totoo lang, nun lang talaga lalong tumatak sa utak ko na malapit na ako gumraduate. Malapit na mag-new year. Pag pasok namin, lagas na yung first week ng January. So, 3 January weeks. Tapos, 3 February weeks. Tapos, March na. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so, I don't end this part with that sad face. Birthday pala ni Reynald nun! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FRIDAY (December 8, 2006)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung night before, sobrang nagdasal ako. Hindi ko talaga alam kung ano gagawin. Intel or Paskorus Practice? Pero nung morning, naisip ko yung dapat gawin. Sa morning pupunta ako ng Intel pero pagdating ng 12:00, kahit nakarapagreport kami or not, babalik ako ng Pisay. Buti na lang, pasok kami as finalist. Yay! Di nasayang yung pagpunta ko. Tapos nakareport din kami agad before 12:00 pa nga e. :P So balik kami agad ng school.&lt;br /&gt;Pag dating sa school, palit agad tapos practice. Sobrang kinakabahan na talaga ako nun. Kasi naman diba, &lt;strong&gt;I haven't exactly sung publicly.&lt;/strong&gt; Well, except for Music class nung elementary. Pero hello, required kami lahat nun kumanta! E, eto... Punyemas talaga. First time ko tapos Paskorus agad. Parang mahihimatay na talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;Pero ayun, &lt;strong&gt;first runner-up kami sa Paskorus!&lt;/strong&gt; Yay!!! :):):)&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nalaman rin namin na &lt;strong&gt;third place kami sa Intel Applied Science Category!&lt;/strong&gt; Yay ulit!!! :):):) Sila Mara first place!!! :):):) Pero sa Life Science walang pumasok. :( E pano yung kina Rob diba? Ang galing kaya nung research nila tapos hindi pumasok. Yung nanalo sa Life Science yung janitor fish as shoe leather. Putang-ina! Ano yun diba? Yun na yung nanalo last year a! Janitor fish at biodiesel. Fuck. Ano ba yan? Hindi ba mas maganda yung cure for cancer??? Puta. Ano ba nangyayari sa judges?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ayun. Ang hectic nung week grabe. Tapos next week Perio naman naming mga nag-Intel. Buti pa yung iba, vacation na. &lt;strong&gt;Nakakainggit. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakuha ko na rin pala yung &lt;strong&gt;Starbucks planner!&lt;/strong&gt; :) It's so gorgeous. I am ready na to plan for next year. Naks naks! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5956062407258342733?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5956062407258342733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5956062407258342733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2006/12/intel-week.html' title='Intel Week'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-2861208537416673365</id><published>2006-12-02T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T10:53:31.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Memphis, did you know? That your baby boy... :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/smashingpumpkins/drown.html"&gt;Drown - The Smashing Pumpkins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Nag-practice kami kanina for the Paskorus kahit 9 lang kami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sa DBC kami nagpractice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Nakakahingal grabe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; As in maririnig mo talaga yung sarili mo breathe every 3 words kasi sobrang short of breath ka na. Yung chosen song pa naman namin (Mary, did you know?), kailangan mo talaga ng hangin. Medyo sumakit yung lalamunan ko sa kaka-sustain ng notes. :( Tapos, nag-lunch kami sa may &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Mini Stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. Grabe, nakita ko na naman yung Belgian ice cream nila na sobrang sarap kahit super cheap lang. Kaso, di ako nakabili kasi di pa ata tama yung consistency ng ice cream dahil kakasindi lang nung ice cream machine. Pero actually, buti na lang di ako nakabili kasi kung nakabili ako, tonsilitis uli ang abot ko. :P Simula 9:00 am hanggang 2:00 pm kami nag-practice, tapos after nun nanood kami ng movie sa SM North. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Nakisakay kami sa car ni Jackie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; At dahil marami kami (5 kaming makikisakay, e pang-apat na lang yung space tapos sasakay pa si Jackie), kinalong ko si Tin. Haha. Buti  na lang magaan lang siya kaya di naman uncomfortable yung ride. Ewan ko lang si Tin. Baka siya yung di naging comfortable. :P Tapos, si Garrick kinalong ni Jasper. Haha. Uy, pero ayos ha. Imagine, 6 kami sa likod. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagdating namin sa SM, nanood kami ng movie. Dapat "Borat", kaso di yung showing sa cinemas ng SM. Kaya "The Return" or "Happy Feet" na lang. We ended up watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Happy Feet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; na honestly, I regretted watching. :P Dapat "The Return" na lang e! Kasama naman natin si Jasper e! Magiging comedy yun! Haha. Which reminds me of watching "Pulse" with Jasper, Reynald, Jem and Don. But that's another story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;For now, importanteng malaman na nakakatuwa at nakakahiyang kasama si Jasper sa sinehan especially kung horror yung papanoorin niyo. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sobrang weird ng Happy Feet. Akala ko para siyang Madagascar. Alam mo yun, fun na may kuwenta yung story. Eto, parang pag-upo mo dun sa sinehan, masasabi mo na lang sa sarili mo, "What the hell made me watch this film?!!" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Masusuka ka sa yelo at penguins, promise!&lt;/span&gt; Isusumpa mo ang Ice Monster, promise. Oo na. Cute na kung cute yung baby penguins (lalo na si baby Mumble!!!). Pero what the heck, masusuka ka rin kasi puro mga ibong di makalipad na kumakanta at sumasayaw ang makikita mo. Ang galing ng sound effects though. Napasigaw pa nga si Jasper e. Hehe. :P Pero yung story niya talaga yung weird. Biruin mo, nung makita ng UN na maraming dancing penguins, they pulled out all fishing boats sa South Pole? Tapos, yung mga activist na pro-penguins, may placards pa sila na nakalagay, "Don't Eat Fish." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuck talaga.&lt;/span&gt; Ano yun diba??? Tapos yung conflict pa mismo nung main character (Mumble), isa pa yang ewan talaga. He became a pariah just because he dances and cannot sing. Ay nako, ewan ko na talaga.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hindi talaga siya pambata.&lt;/span&gt; Kaya ewan ko kung bakit nag-feeling bata kami kanina. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-2861208537416673365?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2861208537416673365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/2861208537416673365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2006/12/memphis-did-you-know-that-your-baby-boy.html' title='Memphis, did you know? That your baby boy... :P'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-4065696093097104988</id><published>2006-12-01T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T10:42:46.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pisay'/><title type='text'>Ready-Set-Whine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.plyrics.com/lyrics/minusthebear/thefix.html"&gt;The Fix - Minus the Bear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe!!! Feeling ko talaga mamamatay na ako. :( Super stressed mentally, physically, emotionally... Lahat na ng aspect. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lahat ata ng subjects mahirap na. &lt;/span&gt;Di na talaga ma-handle ng utak ko. Tapos, dahil nga mahirap yung topics kailangan mag-aral nang mas matindi, kaya walang tulog. Kaya, puyat. Kaya, nanghihina. Kaya, nagkakasakit. Kaya, feeling ko mamamatay na 'ko. :'( Pag nagkakalagnat pa naman ako, super sakit ng ulo ko. Yung parang feeling mo binibiyak na yung utak mo! Haayyy... Buti na lang walang pasok today. Kagabi ata yung unang 6-hr sleep ko in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May practice dapat kami today for Paskorus&lt;/span&gt; (Naks! Finalists! Hehe :P), kaso due to unforeseen unfortunate events, di natuloy. :( And nope, hindi siya dahil kay bagyong Reming. Kaya dahil dun, (yes, para to sa Charm) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we really need to work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Blessing talaga yung bagyo! Hehe. Andami kong magagawa na hindi ako pressured. Woohoo! Kaso ang problema ngayon yung mga tests namin na dapat for today, kelan kaya yun isisingit? Kapag sa Monday, magpapakamatay na talaga ako. Kinabukasan nun, Periodicals na namin. Eh, hindi pa nga ako nakakapag-aral nang matino e!!! Hala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway, I tried to take a break muna.&lt;/span&gt; Para naman ma-relax ako. :) I downloaded a couple of albums (or maybe not a couple :P), tried to find new podcasts, went blog-hopping, had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;offee and a croissant with cream cheese&lt;/span&gt;, and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;eto ngayon, posting a new entry in my blog. After nito,  I'll probably download a few more albums. Haha. I don't really get to listen to them after I download them because most of the time, they get stuck in my iPod  for a week until ma-realize ko na may ganung album pala akong na-download. :P Haha. Sa dami, di ko narin kasi alam kung anong uunahin pakinggan. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Haayaan niyo na ako. &lt;/span&gt;Ito lang talaga relaxation ko. After siguro nito, aral na ulit. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay kahapon pala, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;may surprise interview kami nina Mich and Egg.&lt;/span&gt; Separate yung interview ha. At sobrang nawindang ako. 'Di ko talaga alam sasabihin ko dun. Kailangan mo pa umupo dun sa gitna ng seminar room. Tapos nakaupo sila (I mean, the interviewers. Mind you, interviewer&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;.) dun sa chairs . &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Para kang nasa coliseum, tapos pinapanood ka ng mga Romans na kainin ng lion.&lt;/span&gt; Ganun yung feeling ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya lalo ko tuloy na-feel na parang mamamatay na ako. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-4065696093097104988?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4065696093097104988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/4065696093097104988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2006/11/ready-set-whine.html' title='Ready-Set-Whine!'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37179063.post-5377534639383670947</id><published>2006-11-23T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T10:49:36.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pisay'/><title type='text'>Charli-ta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Listening To: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/damienrice/rootlesstree.html"&gt;Rootless Tree - Damien Rice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stressful&lt;/span&gt; ng week na to! Grabe!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parang pinapalayas na talaga kami sa Pisay.&lt;/span&gt; Biruin mo next next week, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Third Periodicals na namin!&lt;/span&gt; Hala!!!! Sobrang daming requirements this week tapos ang sarap pang patayin ni Sir Andaya. AARRRGGH!!! Ang feeling kasi e... Ang sarap talaga dukutin ng mga mata niya kapag nagagalit siya!! ARRGGH!!! Ang galing niya talaga e. Mageexperiment, Monday. Submission ng Lab Report, Thursday. Ang galing talaga!!! E diba, simula pa First Year, 1 week after the day of the experimentation ang lab report? Sunud-sunod pa yun a! I mean 5 sunud-sunod na experiments. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Punyeta talaga.&lt;/span&gt; Tapos magtatanong-tanong pa siya ng, "Sino bang nagsabi ng one week?" Putang-ina talaga. Nanlalaki pa yung mga mata niya, e nasa harap ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*During class, may nagrereport ng experiment*&lt;br /&gt;Sir AnDAYA: O, Group 1? Ano na?&lt;br /&gt;Group 1: Wait lang Sir.... uhmm... ano po kasi...&lt;br /&gt;Sir AnDAYA: May questions ba ang class?&lt;br /&gt;Class: *silence*&lt;br /&gt;Sir AnDAYA: Wala kayong tanong??? O sige.. uhmm... Group 1, bakit hindi nagreact yung nail? Bakit yung zinc?&lt;br /&gt;Group 1: Uhm... kasi po sir... *shuffles through papers*&lt;br /&gt;Sir AnDAYA: O, bakit di niyo alam? Sino bang gumawa ng lab report sa inyo?&lt;br /&gt;Group 1: ...&lt;br /&gt;Sir AnDAYA: Next week ang longtest ay tungkol sa lahat ng mga experiments ha. Di na natin ididiscuss kaya makinig kayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putang-ina talaga. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Biruin mo, magbibigay siya ng longtest di man lang niya ididiscuss!&lt;/span&gt; Cocneptual pa yun a. E diba yung conceptual na types nga ng test yung dapat ituro! Puro numbers lang kasi siya. Puro sci cal, periodic table, at kung anu-ano pang hinayupak na series. Hanggang dun lang talaga siguro kaya niyang ituro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaayy.. ewan ko na nga. Naiimagine ko lang yung mukha niya e. Nasisira lang lalo araw ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, nung Sunday pala nagpunta kaming Tagaytay Highlands nina Egg and Mich. Nag-horseback riding at ayun... nahulog sa horse si Egg. Hayy.. nako talaga. *Eggy-wedgy had a great fall!* Haha. :p Buti wala namang fractures sa spine niya. Nagbend lang daw yung coccyx niya. And ayun, bruised muscles and tissues. But nothing really serious. :) Oo nga pala!!! Nung araw rin na yun ako nakasakay sa car sa pinakamabilis so far na nasakyan ko na! 180 kph!!! Woohoo! Hinahabol kasi namin yung ambulance na nagdala kay Egg sa hospital. Pero seryoso, may moment nun na feeling ko maaaksidente na talaga kami. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digressing yet again. :p&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow na yung presentations namin for the poem "Don't Quit". Nag-meet kanina yung Charlie, pero hindi lahat pumunta. (Hala! Lagot kayo kay Jackie! Sasapakin kayo nun! :p) Parang di-kumbensiyonal na musika yung gagawin namin. Sana talaga maging matino. Kahit di na super ganda, basta yung kahit papano worth naman panoorin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37179063-5377534639383670947?l=maisiebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5377534639383670947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37179063/posts/default/5377534639383670947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisiebelle.blogspot.com/2006/11/charli-ta.html' title='Charli-ta!'/><author><name>Maisie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465246384036370965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/maisieessh/IMG_0239.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
