<?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-37862964</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:46:04.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch the Golden String</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm Alekx.

Once again, I'm back to post journals about my life and my different experiences.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yaoi_empress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770629121956252579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/SMac7bvFRaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qtTMoKC0MLQ/S220/IMG_0317.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37862964.post-4972613164152083457</id><published>2010-01-27T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:09:13.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;It's been like years since I last opened my blogger account. It brings back memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading my previous posts in this blog and I really suck. I realized that I'm not good in English when I was young. Somehow, I have improved with it somehow.  :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Anyway, I'm reviving my account again. I have a dA account and I realized that I really want to update my journals with pictures in it. I can't do it with my dA account since I don't have a premium membership.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I've been attending cosplay events and I really want to share my experiences on those events. That's why, I'll be updating both on my dA account and my blogger account. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I really hope you'll like my posts of those events and other events in my life (like normal days, photo shoots, etc.) since I can bring and use our digicam anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Wait for my upcoming posts here at my blog. Bye~! :DDDD&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/37862964-4972613164152083457?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/4972613164152083457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=4972613164152083457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/4972613164152083457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/4972613164152083457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back~!'/><author><name>yaoi_empress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770629121956252579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/SMac7bvFRaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qtTMoKC0MLQ/S220/IMG_0317.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37862964.post-4069693147611549978</id><published>2008-05-31T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T21:46:09.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week Before Classes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Classes will be starting next week (June 10). I'm a bit excited for the start of classes. I really miss my friends and classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After this coming week I'll be stuck at school again with a lot of stuff to do since I'm already a fourth year hs student. I'll be expecting a lot forms to pass, pictures to be taken, tests, and a lot more. I really wanna have fun this school year coz this will be the last for me and MaSci. I guess I'll really miss that school as well as my TRUE friends in there and also my fave section: HERTZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not really easy for me being in MaSci. I'd been a total jerk during the first year a lil bit on my second year that I made a bad reputation of myself. I was really glad that I was on Hertz during my third year coz it really changed everything. I was able to change myself and a lil bit of my reputation at school. I was not really that popular, but somehow I really have that bad reputation to some people and I don't wanna mention them. They will be a waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really wanna change that bad reputation, but I guess I won't be able to do it totally. At least it's reduced. I'm really hoping that I'll be able to leave MaSci smiling and telling to myself "It was great. I'll remember this forever.".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right now, I have nothing to do expect to wait for the start of classes.  Here I am, just typing something again and nothing more. maybe I'll just tell you what happened to me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I had noting to do. Maybe just brag our housekeeper. She's hopeless for me and I'm hoping for someone to show up and exchange with her. If she's so good and better than her, I'll approve immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What else? Oh! I went to my aunt's house and sat on her "lazy boy" chair. It's so comfortable on that seat that I stayed there for an hour doing nothing. I just talked a bit with my aunt and my 2 younger cousins, read a bit and watched AI replays. See, nothing to do at all. I just went home because I'm starting to get hungry since I wasn't able to eat breakfast and a cooking show showed up. Man that really hits the spot. I went home discovering that we have a fried fish dripping with too much oil as my lunch. Good thing we still have that meal last night that my Dad cooked. I ate it and I told our housekeeper that not all the things in our home can be treated like you're using water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Too much use of oil, dishwasher, water, condiments, everything. That's our housekeeper for you. There will be no day that my Mom will never get angry at her. Our housekeeper's treating all those scowling as a joke! Can you believe that?! My Mom is someone you must be scared at if you met her, yet treating at as a joke?! Good luck! I just gave up. No more expectations from her. I'll not expect anything. I just want a new and better housekeeper. Wanna trade with me? Just can't stand being with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, let's go with a new topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd been posting on a for where my sis is also posting. I signed up there, not telling my username. I hate her for spoiling the fun. She discovered my account coz she saw my signature with my name on it. I hate her for looking at my folders. Argh! I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! Somehow posting there is a bit boring now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I guess that's all for this post for now. I'll be posting again soon. I don't know when, but I'm sure it'll be this coming month. Maybe during school days (oh please, don't make me remember that anime, please...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, up to next post. Ciao! ^_~,,&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/37862964-4069693147611549978?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/4069693147611549978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=4069693147611549978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/4069693147611549978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/4069693147611549978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/2008/05/week-before-classes.html' title='A Week Before Classes'/><author><name>yaoi_empress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770629121956252579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/SMac7bvFRaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qtTMoKC0MLQ/S220/IMG_0317.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37862964.post-4331775823191078206</id><published>2008-03-29T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T03:32:30.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet, Happy, Memorable Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R-1HI51bWeI/AAAAAAAAADw/fRuKWSnlG-o/s1600-h/270220081230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R-1HI51bWeI/AAAAAAAAADw/fRuKWSnlG-o/s320/270220081230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182876964462746082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Last day of school so far, not for Hertz and yes for me(pending). It was really a day. I arrived late, i got irritated at some people(not anymore), transferring happened, crying, laughing, being together, it was really a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time to see a lot of boys cry in front of us. Many cried, but not me. Maybe because my feelings just want to be inside of those memorable memories. I cried yesterday but that's not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy to be in this section. For almost two years, I felt that I'm an ugly duckling in a flock of swans. Hertz change my point of view. With them, I feel like a swan together with the other swans. All these years, I somehow despise my sections and cried because of sorrow of being hurt by them. All these years I felt that I can't belong to a section. I cried because of it. I wanna be a part of a section. I wanna be a happy student. I felt all of these in Hertz. They were like my family. I have an older sister, older brother, younger sisters, younger brothers, and twins. I am really happy to be with Hertz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you always. I still want to be Hertz with you guys. I love all of you. I love all those memories you made with me. I can't tell everything in my blog coz I know it would be much better if I tell it to all of you directly. I guess I wont have that time. I hope I can have that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Hertzsheys!&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/37862964-4331775823191078206?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/4331775823191078206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=4331775823191078206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/4331775823191078206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/4331775823191078206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweet-happy-memorable-times.html' title='Sweet, Happy, Memorable Times'/><author><name>yaoi_empress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770629121956252579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/SMac7bvFRaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qtTMoKC0MLQ/S220/IMG_0317.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R-1HI51bWeI/AAAAAAAAADw/fRuKWSnlG-o/s72-c/270220081230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37862964.post-486778745572033100</id><published>2008-03-15T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T01:27:38.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Class I Truly Belong To...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R9tpAT-MLBI/AAAAAAAAADM/aU-ILQdVLgQ/s1600-h/Class%2Bpicture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R9tpAT-MLBI/AAAAAAAAADM/aU-ILQdVLgQ/s200/Class%2Bpicture2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177847650674551826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R9tp5D-MLCI/AAAAAAAAADU/rCrbu-hUv1w/s1600-h/270220081230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R9tp5D-MLCI/AAAAAAAAADU/rCrbu-hUv1w/s200/270220081230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177848625632128034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R9tqjD-MLDI/AAAAAAAAADc/SD9BWcXDpHA/s1600-h/Class%2Bpicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R9tqjD-MLDI/AAAAAAAAADc/SD9BWcXDpHA/s200/Class%2Bpicture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177849347186633778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hi! This is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hertz&lt;/span&gt; or so-called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hertzsheys Mammals"&lt;/span&gt;. This is a section that when you're there, you're there. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a self interview...(I just type and answer)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with this section?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;~This section is composed of 30 students minus one(due to transferring schools), 29 in all, who are unique in their own special way that are being united by their very own adviser &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs. Evangeline Puno de Leon a.k.a Ma'am D&lt;/span&gt;. This section is named after Hertz.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so fun in this section?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~Every thing's fun. Laughing trip, corny jokes, magic tricks, bonding moments, unity, loving moments(specially the boys...kyaa~), and so many more that I can't remember it all. For me it is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;legal drug&lt;/span&gt;. I can always get addicted to them legally, in fact I won't get crazy just for a dose coz I'm always with them and a day with them is enough as a dose for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Why "United"?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;~We call it &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: "&gt;"Circle of Friends"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Holy Alliance"&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Allied Force"&lt;/span&gt;. This section has a unity that somehow I can't find in other sections. Even if we're different from each other, we manage to keep everyone(except one) be always with us and we'll always be with that person. However, nobody's perfect. We're not able to save one of us due to some issues that serves as trials and difficulties to make our section a better and stronger one. Still, we manage to keep everyone as Hertz after that incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Why do you really love this section?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~I love this section because I belong with them. They made me realize that I should always be myself, don't pretend you're someone else. I have found my true self with them. I don't need to be popular just to have great friends. Having &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;great and trusty friends&lt;/span&gt; is way too better than being popular &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POSER&lt;/span&gt; to all. When I joined this section during the first day of the school year, I really told myself that I would be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real Super GC&lt;/span&gt; that I can be in the top ten of the class. I was not able to pursue that much to that idea. I met everyone and I felt happy whenever I'm with them. I was able to be a GC in that section, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but not the Super GC that might turn me into a freak&lt;/span&gt;.They made me realize a lot of things and it's all thanks to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If given a chance, would you like to stay with Hertz again for the next school year?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Why &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;,  of course! I have loved this section and already &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a part of my very precious memories in my life.&lt;/span&gt; I'll &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; let go of that chance.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the class I and We truly belong to. Even with different traits and attitudes, we manage to maintain this unity that can't be found in other sections. Think of the times you're with Hertz. Even if we argue sometimes, we are still Hertz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I love you all Hershys!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37862964-486778745572033100?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/486778745572033100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=486778745572033100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/486778745572033100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/486778745572033100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/2008/03/class-i-truly-belong-to.html' title='The Class I Truly Belong To...'/><author><name>yaoi_empress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770629121956252579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/SMac7bvFRaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qtTMoKC0MLQ/S220/IMG_0317.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R9tpAT-MLBI/AAAAAAAAADM/aU-ILQdVLgQ/s72-c/Class%2Bpicture2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37862964.post-4666509942322408899</id><published>2008-03-14T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T01:35:11.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Tests...Yipee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R9qFpD-MK5I/AAAAAAAAACM/JdwYeQw6RHI/s1600-h/twins%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R9qFpD-MK5I/AAAAAAAAACM/JdwYeQw6RHI/s400/twins%2521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177597662103088018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;For a very long time, I've updated my blog again. So far I can't think of everything again. Good news, tests are already finished and just a few more days and summer's out. I wanna tell everyone what's so fun about the test, but I just can't tell here. It Hertz's privacy after all. I'm a bit upset about the Friday schedule coz we're still on the 2nd shift. Her I am again, can't think of anything again. Good thing my parents are required to attend a rally somewhere in Manila. Practice was done at school. Ma'am D wants to see the scenes that are already practiced. As far as I know, last practice will be tomorrow at 8pm. I personally think i can't go at the practice tomorrow. Why? My aunt's getting married and right now they're doing the "Pamamanhikan" here at our house. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about Hertz? They're the best! I always enjoy my school days whenever I'm with them. This section is the best I ever had so far in my entire high school life.I just love Hertz. I would be very sad when that day comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37862964-4666509942322408899?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/4666509942322408899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=4666509942322408899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/4666509942322408899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/4666509942322408899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/2008/03/end-of-testsyipee.html' title='End of Tests...Yipee!'/><author><name>yaoi_empress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770629121956252579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/SMac7bvFRaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qtTMoKC0MLQ/S220/IMG_0317.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R9qFpD-MK5I/AAAAAAAAACM/JdwYeQw6RHI/s72-c/twins%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37862964.post-6683213677904718033</id><published>2008-02-20T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T01:41:11.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Take My Eyes Off You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R7xBEIB3AII/AAAAAAAAACE/CdkulTrc-0Y/s1600-h/kira6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R7xBEIB3AII/AAAAAAAAACE/CdkulTrc-0Y/s400/kira6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169078011445051522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 days to go before the prom night and I'm getting nervous and all. We had a practice at the venue for the prom. I'm ready and all but I really feel nervous. I hate people with me awhile ago. They are  too proud of themselves, thinking too much. I just hate them. I hate the fact that they don't know how to be gentlemen. I so hate them. Good thing I saw an inspiration at that place. I saw it every time I look. It was such a nice view. The view was so nice that I don't want to take my eyes of it. I'll always be happy when I always look at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even with my problems during our practice for the dance, I heard from my classmates that there are also problems in my section. I wonder what are those issues and why? I hate the fact that I was not there whenever there's happening at our section, I'm not there to comfort them and I'm not there to help them as a friend. I hate this kind of feeling. I always feel bad when I think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back to the first topic. I really hate those guys. Just because of the past, they are treating me like that! What's with them anyway?! They're not even that good-looking  or even great enough to treat someone like that.  I so hate them.  They can never treat a person like you are so disgusted with that person. Why are they like that? Why is it that men are like that? I really hate them. I'll end it with that. I'll just do something about it tomorrow. We'll be practicing tomorrow morning, so maybe I'll tell them that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37862964-6683213677904718033?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/6683213677904718033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=6683213677904718033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/6683213677904718033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/6683213677904718033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-cant-take-my-eyes-off-you.html' title='I Can&apos;t Take My Eyes Off You'/><author><name>yaoi_empress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770629121956252579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/SMac7bvFRaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qtTMoKC0MLQ/S220/IMG_0317.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R7xBEIB3AII/AAAAAAAAACE/CdkulTrc-0Y/s72-c/kira6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37862964.post-945334808469685724</id><published>2008-02-19T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T01:44:42.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MoNdAy FeVeR...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R7m604B3AGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NbOklsXtCAU/s1600-h/dna024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R7m604B3AGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NbOklsXtCAU/s400/dna024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168367464940503138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Okay, today's Monday and I'd just heard from the news that next Monday will be a "non-working holiday". Yay for that! That means we have no classes on Monday. Today was a nice day because I don't have a practice and I was able to be with my classmates all day. What somehow destroyed my day was him. I really hate him. I don't know why, but that's what I'm feeling right now. Enough for that nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What happened today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;English-&lt;/span&gt; being with my partner again last Valentine's Day because ma'am said so. She feels like we didn't do anything on that day. She was just late! I mean LATE! I'm really not good in making poems. I don't even have an inspiration.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Physics-&lt;/span&gt;we did Experiment #31. What's great about it? WE have done it even though the other section wasn't able to. I wonder if the section next to us were able to do the task? They were  asking us if we have dominoes; meaning most of them didn't bring dominoes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem- &lt;/span&gt;ma'am wasn't around so we just stayed at the quadrangle. We had an argument with Anika about doing 1-2-3 when riding a jeepney. It was so fun that Kris is already throwing Jedd's yarn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Math-&lt;/span&gt;nothing special. I just studied that time fr our test in AdBio. I don't even know what we have discussed that time.I think ma'am was also busy doing something.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TLE-&lt;/span&gt; I was able to enter the room because I told ma'am that I was not around when she said that we should have a folder for the outputs of crochet stitches. She also said that I'm a fast learner. Not really, it's just that I've already tackled that topic since I was in Grade 5.(HELE)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Trigo-&lt;/span&gt;I hate the topic. I just failed a test. I don't eve know the lesson, though I can't complain to the teachers because it's my obligation to catch up with the lessons I've missed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MAPEH-&lt;/span&gt;we just practiced our turnover song. I hate the fact that they are not they are not ready for the turnover ceremony and a bit with the prom. Maybe I was expecting to much.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Soc Stud-&lt;/span&gt;I had 3 tests in a row in this subject. Good thing I was not alone. I don't understand the test about the student time. Wahhhh! I don't know. It's my waterloo after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ad Bio-&lt;/span&gt;another test again. Thanks to my classmates' notes that I was able to pass the test. I like the discussion after the test. I envy them for having those discussion all the time and me just practicing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TW-&lt;/span&gt;just wrote notes and explained different claims and all. It was also fun coz we discussed different experiences on that topic.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was actually my day today. I can't really remember the other thins we did today. Blah...whatever! Now, I'm done. Till next post guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37862964-945334808469685724?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/945334808469685724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=945334808469685724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/945334808469685724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/945334808469685724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/2008/02/monday-fever.html' title='MoNdAy 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CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R7HZpoB3AFI/AAAAAAAAABs/TdFemRs8Gkw/s400/crimson%2520dusk%252001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so happy right now,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For I have lost that feeling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And found myself again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I bid goodbye to those feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I realized&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't need to be like that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have found out the truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I respect your decision.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So please,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just be a normal guy for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am happy for what I feel now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank my friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For helping me realize everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From now on,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm just your friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks FRIEND.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alekx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37862964-360595373613463139?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/360595373613463139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=360595373613463139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/360595373613463139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/360595373613463139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/2008/02/mi-ultimo-adios.html' title='mI uLtImo aDiOs'/><author><name>yaoi_empress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770629121956252579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/SMac7bvFRaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qtTMoKC0MLQ/S220/IMG_0317.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R7HZpoB3AFI/AAAAAAAAABs/TdFemRs8Gkw/s72-c/crimson%2520dusk%252001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37862964.post-5849588222234335945</id><published>2008-02-11T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T01:54:51.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cAn'T gEt yOu oUt oF mY MiNd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R7BPMYB3AEI/AAAAAAAAABk/nBrfgdxtr2k/s1600-h/20070110_469_Call_by_mou_S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165715846621233218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R7BPMYB3AEI/AAAAAAAAABk/nBrfgdxtr2k/s400/20070110_469_Call_by_mou_S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I so hate myself right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can' tunderstand my own feelings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right now,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why the heck did I ask you that question?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I so hate myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to finish this,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to be myself again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH, I don't care anymore who you like,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want to get this over with.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, heart of mine,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please help me get rid of this feeling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's starting to feel I'm just a person,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So proud that someone's falling for her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, stop that nice approach.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're just making it more difficult for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So please...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please stop this nice act in front of me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37862964-5849588222234335945?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/5849588222234335945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=5849588222234335945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/5849588222234335945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37862964.post-205119982695492437</id><published>2008-02-08T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T01:59:16.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Get Myself...Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you teasing me? Why did I ask? Because of the signs you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You keep showing me many images of snoopy in my dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;2. You let the rain fall for a moment a while ago and it suddenly stopped as if nothing happened. Even the road's dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked You to give me signs yesterday and you did gave it to me, so why showing it again for the second time? Is it really true? I hope You can answer my questions. I'll patiently wait for your reply. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving child,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Alekx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to like someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treat you as a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, someone told me you like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't believe at all coz I treat you as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I asked the Lord for signs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs to prove that it's true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you feel for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you're not talking to me that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you discovered the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head really hurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it'll finish next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Alekx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37862964-205119982695492437?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/205119982695492437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=205119982695492437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/205119982695492437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/205119982695492437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-get-myselfwhy.html' title='I Don&apos;t Get Myself...Why?'/><author><name>yaoi_empress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770629121956252579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/SMac7bvFRaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qtTMoKC0MLQ/S220/IMG_0317.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37862964.post-6434654208242163687</id><published>2008-02-08T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T02:04:03.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Week Ends...With Lots Of Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R6xv67AGBfI/AAAAAAAAABU/rDJyb8CACCs/s1600-h/7000hit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R6xv67AGBfI/AAAAAAAAABU/rDJyb8CACCs/s320/7000hit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164625930748298738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Another Friday, I haven't been posting here for a few days already. Sorry for that. I've been having sleep debts lately. Whenever we're already at home, I feel sleepy and go to my room to sleep. I always wake up at 1AM. I hate waking at that time because I'm supposed to wake up at around 10PM and chat with others. I missed a lot of happenings. I just hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What happened to me at school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As far as I can remember, last Thursday, our student teacher in English taught us about reflective essay. Why the heck did I mentioned and remembered that subject? Because our student teacher told us "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are a lots of HAPPENINGS&lt;/span&gt;...". Wrong, huh? You're hell right and what is that LETTER OF FORTUNE?! Something childish. It seems I can't remember anymore happenings on that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Okay, now for today. today's not really that interesting except when Kris and te others told me that they'll be radical for today. They say that we're about to throw her out of the school today and I am so supportive with that plan, but that didn't happen. Someone broke the promise that we're all together with this plan. I was a bit disappointed with that someone especially when I saw my partly grades for the third quarter. It's pretty obvious that she's guessing our grades. Why can't that person understand. We just want what is right. I personally think that I don't deserve my grades, coz we deserve MORE! It has nothing to do with being the teacher's apple of the eye(I don't want to use teacher's pet just for you.), it's about the truth. Don't you like the truth and what is right for others? Think of others before thinking about yourself! If Soraya don't want to express it because it'll just make her more disappointed, I would write this for her. Even I'm not there when you planned it, I certify Kris a while ago that I'll support them coz it's the truth. You have just destroyed your trust to them. I pity you right now. Good thing you haven't done any pity parties today coz I think it'll just get worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just add more about that topic next time whenever I feel typing it. Maybe I'll be posting each of my classmates a profile in here...so wait for it Hershies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37862964-6434654208242163687?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/6434654208242163687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=6434654208242163687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/6434654208242163687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/6434654208242163687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/2008/02/week-endswith-lot-of-happenings.html' title='The Week Ends...With Lots Of Happenings'/><author><name>yaoi_empress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770629121956252579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/SMac7bvFRaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qtTMoKC0MLQ/S220/IMG_0317.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R6xv67AGBfI/AAAAAAAAABU/rDJyb8CACCs/s72-c/7000hit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37862964.post-1701432593865695902</id><published>2008-02-06T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T02:08:31.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe I can fly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R6iqNbAGBdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7URwhfQ9_Wc/s1600-h/PDVD_017.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R6iqNbAGBdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7URwhfQ9_Wc/s400/PDVD_017.BMP" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163564120343446994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Right now, I'm currently upset and angry at my brother. I'm supposed to use the computer very early. Instead, he used it and woke me, for the second time, at 1:00 AM. I hate it! Actually, I woke up at 10:00 PM, bro's using the computer and told me that he's going to wake me up when he's finished doing his RRL. I didn't agree at all, but my dad is awake and I can't do a thing. So sorry guys.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,  today I brought Mokona at school. Others, doesn't know anything about Mokona, but others like Melysa and Soraya knew Mokona. What made my day was that someone interpret a dance during our first period. She started flapping her little hands up in the air. It really made me laugh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What have we done for today:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English-&lt;/span&gt;that great interpretative dance. Everyone knows that dance. No one can deny it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Physics-&lt;/span&gt;just lectured about gravity; i know there's an assignment for that, but i didn't copy it. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry-&lt;/span&gt;We had a test. That was a nice test. I was able to answer most of the numbers without copying, but just asking what to do. ; P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Math-&lt;/span&gt;I don't know what happened there coz I was just drawing and doing my own stuff with Melysa and Soraya at the back. Go talk to the blackboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE-&lt;/span&gt;Hate ma'am for not allowing me to use my mp3 and allowed someone to use her cellphone. It was pretty boring without my mp3. Poor me and Melysa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Technical Writing-&lt;/span&gt;Sir's not around; I just sleep for a while then went to the canteen to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipino-&lt;/span&gt;Whoo! First Pangkatan: 10 pts.! Back with the old group mates again, but in a different group number. Peace Ianna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trigonometry-&lt;/span&gt;Okay, we're going back to the basics with a little bit of spice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Advanced Biology-&lt;/span&gt;Still reporting, we're gonna report tomorrow. I haven't studied our report yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer Science-&lt;/span&gt; Man, it did made me tired and a bit irritated because of that hands-on activity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;That was my day. I don't know about other stuffs that happened today. I just can't seem to remember them because of my brother. I need to finish this once and for all. I'm really sorry guys if I'm late again. It's not my own fault  this time, it's my brother.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him "Why do you cram your RRL?". As if I'm not doing it. ;P&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So long then. See yah all later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37862964-1701432593865695902?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/1701432593865695902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=1701432593865695902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/1701432593865695902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/1701432593865695902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-believe-i-can-fly.html' title='I believe I can fly...'/><author><name>yaoi_empress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770629121956252579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/SMac7bvFRaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qtTMoKC0MLQ/S220/IMG_0317.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R6iqNbAGBdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7URwhfQ9_Wc/s72-c/PDVD_017.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37862964.post-6148953800032493626</id><published>2008-02-05T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T23:27:42.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday...Kaantok...Busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R6dhOrAGBcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/d3BlyCZ6K7Y/s1600-h/200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R6dhOrAGBcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/d3BlyCZ6K7Y/s400/200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163202402492745154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;First Monday of February, I fell sleepy...Anyway, today Jedd told me I wasn't updating my blog these past few days. I told him what happened since last Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;                &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I was not able to use the computer because it's not working, so my sis use the laptop and accidentally put my brother's memory card(cellphone) on the laptop. My mom got furious, so I didn't use the laptop on that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;                &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Friday-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;our computer is still not working and my mom told us we're not allowed to use the laptop, so I wasn't able to use it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;                &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I know it's a time where I should be using it, but my mom was around so I can't use it again.(poor me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;                &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;alas! I was able to use it for a while(the laptop),  but my dad confirmed that our pc's motherboard is not working anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Up to this day, I'm still using the laptop. It doesn't mean that I don't like using it, it's just that I'm a bit upset because I can't use our computer and my other important files are still on it's hard disk. I can transfer the hard disk to another CPU, but the other CPU that's with us doesn't have a usb port or something that I still can't transfer file after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, what happened today? &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;nothing important. I just got furious about telling me I used to make excuses. STFU! Argh! I really hate that woman! Darn her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Physics-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Melysa's gift to me was broken because I throw my bag when I reached the rad room because of a bad mood. The experiment was the thing that made me back to my old self. Thanks PHYSICS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I was able to understand the lesson, but not that clear. We're a bit disturbed that time because of some issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Happy Birthday Ms.Habal! Whoo! We're so noisy in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;faculty room. What was the lesson again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ahhh...quilting. I'm a bit bored again, thanks to my mp3 and Melysa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trigonometry-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I don't get the lesson a bit...just the inverse of it, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   MAPEH-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I can't remember what happened. It doesn't really that matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Whoo! Love it! GC people in Socstud! Go Hershys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advanced Biology- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ma'am is not around, so it's vacant time and time to go to canteen. Also, a time to finish the application letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technical Writing- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;another assignment given by sir. Good thing I finished it. It's just typing your work and printing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;That's the day. Since my mom's already awake, I'll be finishing this already. So see yah later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37862964-6148953800032493626?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/6148953800032493626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=6148953800032493626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/6148953800032493626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/6148953800032493626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/2008/02/mondaykaantokbusy.html' title='Monday...Kaantok...Busy...'/><author><name>yaoi_empress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770629121956252579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/SMac7bvFRaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qtTMoKC0MLQ/S220/IMG_0317.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R6dhOrAGBcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/d3BlyCZ6K7Y/s72-c/200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37862964.post-2080199379749038455</id><published>2008-01-30T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T23:31:03.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Full of Varsovienne and a Leaving Classmate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R6CVDbAGBbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4nEgbz2A0g/s1600-h/angelofanime.com-general-012%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R6CVDbAGBbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4nEgbz2A0g/s400/angelofanime.com-general-012%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161289058986886578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, first post of the year 2008...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Let's start! A had a day full of Varsovienne. What's varsovienne? It's a kind of dance that my teacher in MAPEH (i mean APEH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;evillaneda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;owns her own MUSIC class...),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Normita Okafor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, taught us. It was a lot of fun even though we got 70 in reporting according to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Normita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. My partner was none other that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Jedd Hidalgo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;! He was a bit heavy, but I managed to dance properly. I think he also did have fun during that period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I've seen my classmate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(I will not write the name for the sake of my friend.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, who is used in being absent all the time, during our math period(I think Ma'am Manalo got a lil' bit shocked at first when we ran outside her room). I don't really care that much at all. I don't know, but I really do feel it that way. I just wanna see what does he look like after a lot of days of being absent. i care a bit as a classmate coz he's transferring school. I don't know my other feelings about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Forget about it! All I can think for now is that I have a lot of assignments to be done tonight. Maybe that's all for tonight. I can't think of anything else to write. Well, gotta go! See yah on my next update! ; P&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/37862964-2080199379749038455?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/2080199379749038455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=2080199379749038455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/2080199379749038455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/2080199379749038455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-full-of-varsovienne-and-leaving.html' title='A Day Full of Varsovienne and a Leaving Classmate'/><author><name>yaoi_empress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770629121956252579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/SMac7bvFRaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qtTMoKC0MLQ/S220/IMG_0317.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/R6CVDbAGBbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4nEgbz2A0g/s72-c/angelofanime.com-general-012%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37862964.post-6148536176144238754</id><published>2007-07-05T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T23:36:14.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!! My very first absent tomorrow!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/RovdJhV7kkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5tOcZLm4yFw/s1600-h/OMG+ni+sasu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083399760056652354" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WH2pLaPAfV4/RovdJhV7kkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5tOcZLm4yFw/s400/OMG+ni+sasu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;what a week nga naman...4-day school week lang ako... weel, i have this reason na kaya ako absent sa Friday because I'll be going to my province in Cagayan because we'll be having my grandmother's first death anniversary there....well, it's a little bit sad that I'll be having my first absent this school year and I'm gonna miss the quizzes that they are going to take up...like soc stud, retake in chem, so on and so forth...i wish i really have that time turner of Hermoine...wahhh!!!! cramming people... hope i can really cope up with the lessons on Monday...see you tomorrow and on Monday people!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37862964-6148536176144238754?l=alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/feeds/6148536176144238754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37862964&amp;postID=6148536176144238754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/6148536176144238754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37862964/posts/default/6148536176144238754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alekx-yaoi-empress-in-progress.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-week-nga-naman.html' title='OMG!!! 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