<?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-11330515</id><updated>2011-05-21T18:46:18.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who0t ü</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111509969331864664</id><published>2005-05-03T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T09:06:17.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fully booked</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;long time no blog! haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;didja miss me? loL!ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wapakk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;last week was a very busy week for we had preparations for the youthcamp!ü we had endless meetings everyday. &lt;em&gt;sunodsunod&lt;/em&gt; as in. meetings for the service team. the tongues workshop. the gag. logistics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;aahh stress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but i love itü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the camp was a victory! &lt;em&gt;angaling ni &lt;/em&gt;God talagaü actually, during the camp, we felt no pressure. &lt;em&gt;as in&lt;/em&gt;. twas different. everything went on smo0thly. which was kinda weird. its hard to just relax and remain calm coz our calmness and relaxation may be used against us. as temptation. tough everything seemed ok, we still had to be ready for anything. we should never give up. and we didn't.ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we won! Gods victoryyyü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ansaya ng&lt;/em&gt; camppppü pramis! 1st bonfire ng SB9ü tino ng E-nyt! laf3p yung gag! inspiring sobra yung sharers and speakers! dming picturepicture! ganda ng place! sarap ng fo0d! asteeg yung mga participants! malinis yung banyoooo! wo0ho0! nyaha!ü &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kapagod physically, pero I WANT MOREEü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;IKV na toh! fire hose bathhh! who0ho0ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;miss &lt;em&gt;ko na mangulit ng&lt;/em&gt; participantssss! hahaha!ü miss ko na YFC family. bilis noh? who0ttü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;imma gonna miss the leaders who gave me so much guidance and inspiration. leaders that really showed me what leaders are. showed me care and gave me strength. leaders that are gonna move on to singles.=s aaaahhh!! haayy.. i know that they really have to do it. its really part of life. that they cant stay with us forever. but IM REALLY GONNA MISS THEMMM. i love them so muchhh. i just wish we had a longer time to have known each other more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sorry kung yung blog ko sabaw.ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i wish you could live my life for just a moment so you could see the difference you mean to me..ü - awwwwwü &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;praying the hardest not to fall for you. hargh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;write better next time. vavye! hughug!ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111509969331864664?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111509969331864664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111509969331864664&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111509969331864664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111509969331864664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/05/fully-booked.html' title='fully booked'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111387081001206632</id><published>2005-04-19T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T08:44:50.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>false alarm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blurty.com/userpic/1285901" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i thought the whole time i belong to sectionC. &lt;em&gt;saya na rn sana dun&lt;/em&gt;! coz ms.isidro "remembered" that i belong there. haha!ü well, i belong to sectionF!! yey!ü actually, i dont really care coz the mixture of the students are somehow great and well planned? and i love my batch.ü even if i dont have a pmb and chiq classmate, haay.. i have to face the new scho0l year positively.ü Gods plan.ü at least F is next to G! near monique, gliza, kristine, tina and zita!ü i guess me and sarah will continue being partners in being active in YFC! wo0tt.ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;here, the list of sectionF. my classmates!ü &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;junior f&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;amoranto, bautista i, bengzon, bernardo, cayetano, chandumal, clauna, cleto, crisologo, cruz, cuna, dacanay, de jesus s, del rosario, dungo, espiridion, fabiosa, faustino, gonzales a, jakosalem, joson, lagmay, lee, madamba, marquez, mendoza k, mendoza m, mercado, pleno, polintan, ramos a, salud, silayan, stefanowitz, tano, tantoco, umali, uy, valera, villanueva j&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got it from &lt;a href="http://soph-c.blogspot.com"&gt;http://soph-c.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;thnx to our friend Gliza&lt;/strong&gt;. She posted all the lists of sections there.ü *clapclap*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im excited for this scho0lyearrrü i have the chance to meet/get to know new? people. and bond with old ones.ü &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lately, we've been meeting a lot for the incoming YFC youthcamp. yesterday we met up to make posters. today, we're going to prepare props for the KFC clusterassembly. tommorow, meet again for the gags. whats next? im excitedü i love it when there are lots to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;its hard to fall in love. who0t. yes, this young, i already hate the broken feeling. i cant take it. i have already given up. i already wanna meet THE person. the last one. im praying and getting ready for it. but, what if you already met THAT person? what if its the time where its already serious? serious meaning you are ready to commit to that person for life. that person IS your life. just imagine losing that person. its hard. especially when you invested a lot on the relationship that you and even the people around you thought was gonna be forever. there are trials you have to take that may seem the end of the world. but its not. it will never be. sure it will be hard. very hard. its understandable to mourn. but something is planned for you. maybe a plan to fight or a plan to let go. i dont know. you have to make sure about any decision you make. have time to think. pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nananawagan po&lt;/strong&gt;. monique ajoc! i miss you!! hughugüü chiqs! gmik &lt;em&gt;tayoo&lt;/em&gt; sumtym &lt;em&gt;ha&lt;/em&gt;! anywheree! &lt;em&gt;wag lang&lt;/em&gt; overnyt. nyaha. &lt;em&gt;lam nyo nmn eh&lt;/em&gt;.ü &lt;em&gt;wag lang rn&lt;/em&gt; weekends &lt;em&gt;ngayong&lt;/em&gt; april. &lt;em&gt;dmeng ggwin&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;pati ung&lt;/em&gt; sophc dancers trip! &lt;em&gt;sana talaga matuloy na&lt;/em&gt;.ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cge, buhbay! hughug!ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111387081001206632?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111387081001206632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111387081001206632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111387081001206632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111387081001206632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/04/false-alarm.html' title='false alarm'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111364696186583531</id><published>2005-04-16T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T12:43:59.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faci training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://p1.xanga.com/1c/cd/1ccd826bfcabb17a798ff02c265f881f7336596.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will pass barren desserts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you will never thirst..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will pass blazing fires&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you will never burn..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will pass raging seas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you will never drown..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For I, my child will be with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth Camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spiritual Warfare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A Battle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fight against Evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Evil that would want us to surrender to them, be tempted and retreat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We have to prepare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ready our "armors".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pray. Fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have Faith, Humility, and Love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pure SERVICE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A chance to share Gods love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its not about us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its about Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its all for God. Let Him work in us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We are His instruments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We can win this! because God is with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We need you God.ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111364696186583531?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111364696186583531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111364696186583531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111364696186583531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111364696186583531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/04/faci-training.html' title='faci training'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111356189285876904</id><published>2005-04-15T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T18:54:32.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love doesnt come cheap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img104.exs.cx/img104/3461/confusedused5mt.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we met up with maycee before lunch at Makati Med and then went to town. me, my mom and mayceee were all wearing PINK! not on purpose! &lt;i&gt;aliw&lt;/i&gt;. she lo0ks different from the last time i saw her. well, ofcourse than was 7yrs ago already. she lo0ks great.ü haha! cousins, &lt;i&gt;ganyan talaga ang lahi&lt;/i&gt; loL!!ü everything went ok. i could say we felt comfortable with each other. as for what i prayed for. phew.ü we just talked naturally. laughed a lot. fun day.ü we ate lunch at Banana Leaf. *yum* to0k pictures ofcourse. my mom was hilarious coz she wanted to take pictures of us &lt;i&gt;talagang&lt;/i&gt;in public! as in like tourists. yikes. freaky. we watched The Wedding Date. "Kat" was Debra Messings name there. haha!ü i like it! i really enjoyed the movie. it has a different kind of touch. i was truly moved by it. thumbs up to that movie!ü we shopped a little and then went to Rockwell coz maycees gonna be picked up there by ate twinkle. by the way, we to0k a lot of turns before reaching Rockwell. nyaha!ü i couldnt help my mom with the directions! well, sorry. haha.ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were moments today where i felt really weird. i felt sad without knowing the reason.have you experienced that? there were moments where i just kept quiet and think. twas a heavy feeling inside. one more hit and i would burst. i hate it coz i dont know the reason for what i felt. hmm.. hard. i hope its not because of.. hargh. no0o its not! I AM happy for him. &lt;i&gt;pramis!&lt;/i&gt; its from my heart! &lt;i&gt;bahala nah&lt;/i&gt;. maybe i just miss my friends. i really dont know!! im just glad babois always there for me. even at times like this where im weird and he just woudnt get me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hughug baboi&lt;/b&gt;ü &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are there times when you feel so happy and everythings perfect already, suddenly at the end of the day something will go wrong you burst into tears? hmm.. life. yah, i get it. ups and downs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just really do need God to handle things. i know hes there for me.ü i need you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lesson today&lt;/strong&gt;. everything does count. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;grabeh! bitin ung&lt;/i&gt; bonding with maycee!! hehe! i hope we could still meet up again SOON.ü i guess pink lovers just click right away. nyaha!ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbay!ü &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111356189285876904?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111356189285876904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111356189285876904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111356189285876904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111356189285876904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/04/love-doesnt-come-cheap.html' title='love doesnt come cheap'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111349626586368316</id><published>2005-04-14T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T00:56:10.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"im not your fuckin mother"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/20oa9w" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;long and fun day.ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;kung san lang mapadpad.&lt;/i&gt; exploreee.ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;finally, a planned gimmick that i was able to attend! hehe!ü our plan was to go to intramuros, luneta, starcity and other places in manila. but then, a lot said its dangerous nowadays so we just went to greenbelt.ü early today, bea andaya picked me up and we went to glizas place to wait for kristines ride. we decided to commute? to scho0l to get my class pics. i wasnt able to get it during carddistribution. heheü saw miss rogador!! hughug!ü while waiting for kristine, we to0k a lo0t of pictures! as usual. and again i still cant upload it here. hehehe! sorry. &lt;i&gt;katamad&lt;/i&gt;.ü we picked up johann and mark at mtmcdo then headed to our destination.ü we ate lunch at this restaurant. garlic shrimp! *yum* then we just went around landmark and glorietta. we watched samara ring2! at greenbelt. while waiting for the actual time of the movie, we hanged out at timezone. funfunfunü &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*change topic for a while*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as we all heard. and know. hetero sectioning &lt;i&gt;nah&lt;/i&gt; next year! hmm.. well, im ready for it! i think it would be funü its a chance to bond more with our batchmates. get to know them more.ü for some it may be hard. but i know it would turn out ok. its all in the mind.ü oh yeah! i belong to sectionC according to ms.isidro! hi to elaine and rodney! we're classmatesssü &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*back to topic*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was. ok.ü i could say twas interesting coz me and gliza kept analyzing the twists. haha!ü instead of being scared, we kept laughing. haha!ü sandara or samara? who0ttt!ü i kept remembering scenes in scarymovie3 that made me laugh a lot.ü and, i bought bbq flavord popcorn i wasnt able to finish. haha!ü sorry for the title of this post. i got it from ring2..ü &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now, i finally get Hide and Seek! thanks to gliza and the people wo explained it to me!ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we also checked out New World Hotel late in the evening. we to0k a peek at their ballro0m to see the actual size of the place we're gonna have our prom at. at first we had a hard time negotiating coz we lo0ked like &lt;i&gt;yagits&lt;/i&gt;, loL!ü but then after it turned out ok. daddy gil! [&lt;i&gt;tama bah?&lt;/i&gt;] loL!ü the place is great! i like it!ü stress on the decorations.. hehe. dont worry gliza, im here! we're here!ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after, we went to timezone again, at glorietta. we to0k neoprints! haha! picture addicts!ü then, waited for kristines ride at starbucks. iced mochaaa.ü we met a frnd of kristines frnd! haha! &lt;i&gt;yak.&lt;/i&gt; interested &lt;i&gt;daw eh!&lt;/i&gt; haha!ü &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kuya picked me up to go to tracys place. i was a bit? late. haha!ü we had our service meeting for KFC there. hehe! &lt;i&gt;laking singit ako&lt;/i&gt;.ü twas go0d.ü we accomplshed everything we're suppose to talk about early enough to bond.ü we prepared for a skit. go0d samaritan. im the inn keeper! who0t!ü im ecxited to do the props!ü me and jodie would be the emcee in the next KFC cluster assembly. scary. i just hope i could talk well to the kids. hehe! &lt;i&gt;sana matino ako.&lt;/i&gt;ü well, at least jodie is with me.ü the ever hyper person.ü and oh yeah! i have NO partner! bo0. haha!ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;faci training on saturday! exciteddü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we were suppose to go to town also today. haha. &lt;i&gt;sorry nde natuloy.&lt;/i&gt; upperhousehold with me. &lt;i&gt;singit.&lt;/i&gt; again. haha!ü i hope it wiould push through one time. bonding.ü &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;gliza cant stop thinking of the beachhhhhhh! &lt;i&gt;pramis&lt;/i&gt; non-stop! hahaha! bora! haay..ü &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i wanna say.. sorry to jutin!! you know why..=s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i realized something personally today. NEVER WEAR MY SILVER FLATS during long walks/gimmicks. hahaha! my feet just hurts until now.=c massage!ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kei, byeee! hughug!ü &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111349626586368316?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111349626586368316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111349626586368316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111349626586368316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111349626586368316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-not-your-fuckin-mother.html' title='&quot;im not your fuckin mother&quot;'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111338997705372816</id><published>2005-04-13T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T19:12:07.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imma gonna die</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src = "http://tinypic.com/v95kk" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kidding!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came home from town and Asian. i had my check-up at Healthway coz my mom said its fast there. my mom just wanted to make sure im ok. hehe! &lt;i&gt;praning&lt;/i&gt;? loL!ü i had cbc, x-ray and urinalysis. you know why my mom wanted me to take those tests? coz of my kuya. when kuya had his x-ray test in his scho0l, i think last month, they found something wrong. upper respiratory problem. at first i even thought he wont be able to join in the ILC, if the next test result was bad. but the result was ok. thanks God.ü so, he was able to come with us to Subic.ü i think my tests would turn out ok to0. i hope. hehe!ü we went to Asian for kuyas followup checkup. its my first time to enter there! who0t! &lt;i&gt;jologs ko.&lt;/i&gt;ü i was amazed. nyaha. we had this funny experience at the elevator while going down to the parking. we came from the 6th flo0r and the elevator we're on was already full. at every flo0r the do0r opened, so you could see the people waiting. laf3p! they also see you &lt;i&gt;siksikan&lt;/i&gt;. hahaha! can you imagine? &lt;i&gt;basta laf3p!&lt;/i&gt;ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our way to town i realized something.ü you know how we get so annoyed everytime somebody gets angry because of just a simple thing? &lt;i&gt;kainis dba? liit na bagay na nga lang eh.&lt;/i&gt; right? but i realized that, thats the point. &lt;i&gt;maliit na bagay na nga ehh nde pah maayos/matama&lt;/i&gt;.ü so now, ill try not to get annoyed. start small. hehe! to make everything better. for a better me! who0tü i realized, maybe thats why i dont break/burst if i have big problems than of those small ones. i get affected more on the small arguements and problems because i want everything to be perfect already. hard. &lt;i&gt;maliit na bagay na nga lang nde ko pa makaya.&lt;/i&gt; thats why i crack up easily &lt;i&gt;sa mga mababaw na bagay&lt;/i&gt; coz i dont understand &lt;i&gt;bat palpak parin ako&lt;/i&gt; when im already trying my best. i guess its telling me to fix my attitude on small problems since, so far, big ones dont really affect me deeply. so i can go on enjoying life. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye! hughug!ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111338997705372816?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111338997705372816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111338997705372816&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111338997705372816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111338997705372816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/04/imma-gonna-die.html' title='imma gonna die'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111331115373612431</id><published>2005-04-12T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T12:24:49.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ILC hang-over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v57/DizzyT/909a67a9.gif" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just feel like blogging. i have really nothing go0d to talk about. bear with me.ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maycees here&lt;/strong&gt;! my cuzn from cagayan.ü me and my mom are taking her out on thursday. and i think shes gonna stay here in our house for a sleepover. funn?ü im excited yet nervous. at first i disagreed with my mom about letting her sleep here coz i really think it would not be comfortable for the both of us. im really not sure if shes gonna have fun hanging out with me. &lt;i&gt;nyak drama.&lt;/i&gt; hehe. im a boring person. nyaha. im scared. coz its been like 7yrs?! since we last saw each other and had REAL conversations! yes, we do write letters, send each other &lt;i&gt;pasalubongs&lt;/i&gt;, text and message each other at friendster, but ts still hard. help! well, i guess i have to bond with her now. ts a given chance right?ü i just hope our "bonding session" would turn out great. phewü &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;during the ILC. i spotted the kiddie meal of jollibee. its spongebob! i REALLY wanted to get one but i was so full to buy a meal. i tried convincing people to buy the meal and give me the spongebob dispenser, but nobody wanted.=c today, kuyamarco surprised me! he got one for me! who0t! &lt;i&gt;naxx.&lt;/i&gt; shocking. he told me that he saw me lo0king at it. yikes! &lt;i&gt;kahiya.&lt;/i&gt; nyaha.ü ts so cutee! i love it!! &lt;i&gt;pramis.&lt;/i&gt; sweetness.ü &lt;strong&gt;thank you kuyamarco&lt;/strong&gt;!=p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im back!&lt;/strong&gt; in the chat world! &lt;i&gt;laboooo.&lt;/i&gt; but ts true. ill be chatting my boredom away. hehe! so if you want someone to talk to, woala!ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gradesgradesgrades&lt;/strong&gt;. when i saw my reportcard, twas ok.ü hehe! higher than the past terms. phew! haha!ü well, i dont really care how high or low i get as long as i still recieve honors. hehe! &lt;em&gt;labooo&lt;/em&gt;. im not really that must-get-high-grades-everytime person. i try. if i dont get high, fine with me.ü though i have nothing against students like that ok! i guess i just dont stress it. normal lang. as long as i do my best and i get grades not lower than i expect.ü i just make sure i dont slack off my studies. im not really doing it for my parents or for anything else. why slack off if im doing it for myself and God right?ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where are my classpictures&lt;/strong&gt;?! ms.rogador didnt give any to my mom.=ci think maybe she forgot. i ordered all 6 of the pics! no0o. i want to see them alreadyyyyyüü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;incoming juniors&lt;/strong&gt;! in case you still havent heard. prom will be on Febuary 11, 2006. at New World!ü its not Shang anymore. at least we already have a sure venue!ü im excited!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i think we'll be having a meeting for the yfc camp tom at atejajas place. im not sure. and on thursday we'll be meeting for IKV. funnü chiqs! im not sure if i could join the "field trip" we're planning. sorry. coz i have a lot to do on thusday. grr. amishyou guys..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new pc&lt;/strong&gt;. not one but two! nice. i think my moms sick. loL! my mom just bought the other new one yesterday. wow. haha. &lt;em&gt;wala nang agawan&lt;/em&gt;? nah. &lt;em&gt;ala pang dsl eh&lt;/em&gt;. so, &lt;em&gt;agawan parin sa&lt;/em&gt; net. nyaha!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i wanna go swimming! &lt;strong&gt;beacccchhhh&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;i&gt;haayy..&lt;/i&gt; you're getting dark for no reason if you stay at home. hrgh. its so0o hottt! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sorry. still no pics from the ILC. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;its weird. my dad burst into anger just now. he "accidentally" read what i wrote above. the "chatting my boredom away". i dont get him. is it bad, as in bad, to write that? sh*t. &lt;i&gt;labooo. &lt;/i&gt;is it bad to be bored? maybe he thinks that i have a problem or something. or maybe he wants me to be happy. o well. i am happy. &lt;i&gt;bahala cia.&lt;/i&gt; i try not to be affected. parents. &lt;i&gt;ganun talaga.&lt;/i&gt;ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lost my mo0d to write.=c &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bye.. hughug!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111331115373612431?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111331115373612431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111331115373612431&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111331115373612431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111331115373612431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/04/ilc-hang-over.html' title='ILC hang-over'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111314543649315533</id><published>2005-04-10T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T23:21:26.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>solo dios basta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;last wednesday me, diane, lezo, hannah, and hace watched spongebob the movie at town. we also watched hide and seek which we still dont get. hehe. i dont know if im suppose to be blogging about lezo being with us &lt;i&gt;baka kc ma tus&lt;/i&gt;. haha. o well. we bonded. funnn=p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still want to watch ms.congeniality and thepacifier! yeah. i know. &lt;i&gt;tagal na nun.&lt;/i&gt; loser &lt;i&gt;ko&lt;/i&gt;. haha!=p &lt;i&gt;cno sasama sken??&lt;/i&gt;=c please? hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate triccia will be leaving tom for the states. im not really sure about the details. haha! all i know is that her brothers getting married there.=p just hope theyll have a safe trip.=p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who0!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just arrived from subic. ILC. its the best! i just cant resist not to blog. i MUST share the experience! until now, i still feel so high and excited! hehe!=p twas my first time to attend ILC, i surely enjoyed! count me in next years ILC! davaoooo bebeh. who0t!=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a lot of fun during the ILC weekend. even if the heat killed us. nyaha. we had to walk and stay under the sun the whole time. fill ourselves with sunblock and never take our caps off. even if we were stucked to eat mcdonalds chicken in every meal. everrryy single meal. and drink warm water together with it. even if we always ran out of water and had to refill water bottles at jollibee. even if we had to sleep late and wake up so early. even if we had to line up for minutes and minutes just to use the washro0m. to seat on the ground that dogs might have po0ed on. walked streets away just to return to the ro0m we stayed at. got sorethroat coz of the hyper praisefests. its all WORTH IT. its still rocks and still is a BEST experience coz we celebrated Gods Victory!! personally, in our family and in our country. who0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cluster bonded naturaly.=p oh yeah! we took lotss of pictures! we had pictorial sessions actually.=p people just get to0 "camera shy" lately. haha=p ill be uploading some pics here. once i get in the mo0d. so0n?=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are a lot more to say about the ILC. i guess i wont describe in a very detailed manner. coz i just dont know where to start. theres just a lot to tell. the event is something thats supposed to be verry tiring but just because you felt Gods loving presence and youd feel verry fulfilled, all your weakness will just go away. Gods strong sprirt would strengthen you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont be plastic to tell you ive mastered and memorze every single point in each talk that occured. i cant even tell the titles/topic of every talk without lo0king at the handout given to us. but im sure ive learnd a lot. i felt like every talk were made just for me. "&lt;i&gt;swak nah swak&lt;/i&gt;" as they say. its like the speakers are talking to you alone coz youd be able to reflect on everything they say. the speakers were great and i promise you, youd be able to relate to them for sure. &lt;i&gt;kakaiba talaga.&lt;/i&gt; youd be inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;light of the world.&lt;/b&gt; this is where we are called to live a simple and satisfied life for God and others. this is where we share/show His love to others as light to them. &lt;b&gt;valley of shadows. &lt;/b&gt;this talks about sins/darkness. shadows of temptations. shadows of fears. shadows of insecurities. shadows of poverty. i think it all boils down to selfishness. to sin. we should learn to surrender to Him and follow Him to live a righteous life. we should be able to fight and stand up againt these shadows. fear no evil for He is with us. &lt;b&gt;GOD IS ENOUGH.&lt;/b&gt; surely He is enough. but at times we tend to be blinded and always want something more/what we think is better. we should be ready to be left with Christ. coz He is the only one we really need. we must surrender fully to Him. all aspects of our life must be offered to Him. &lt;b&gt;send me!&lt;/b&gt; if we decide to follow Christ, we should be able to detach ourselves even in our dearest attachments. we should always pray for a missionary heart, missionary mind, and missionary spirit. we should be willing to go out there and conquer all!! there is a greater mission out there! just say YES to Him. all of these may sound simple, but i tell you its not. its hard. well, i know for me it is. you personally must be really commited to Christ. youd be needing Him to acheive all of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;YFC believes that the whole world will kneel to Christ in 9yrs, in the year 2013!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; YFC will make things happen. We will never stop and we will never be afraid to wage the war and win the battle over the evil one. Victory is surely at hand. God is with us. God is enough! SOLO DIOS BASTA!! *stompstomp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;lupett talaga.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;new words/expressions&lt;/b&gt; kidnapables! [spl?], sablay ka!! haha! laf3p.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ILC is truly memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun &lt;i&gt;talaga pramis.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;gleng ni&lt;/i&gt; God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who0!=p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sunod2 nah ung mga&lt;/i&gt; YFC activities! facii training, youth camp, moree meetingss, IKV. funnn=p hehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! new pc!! haha! finally! we've been stucked with a lousy one for years! i dont know its features and all. all i know its BETTER than the old one. nyaha! thanks Godü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cge, bye! hug!!=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; wait for the pixxxxxxxx! kei? kei!=p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111314543649315533?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111314543649315533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111314543649315533&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111314543649315533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111314543649315533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/04/solo-dios-basta.html' title='solo dios basta'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111269098360879033</id><published>2005-04-05T15:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T17:56:32.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting ready.ü</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img7.photobucket.com/albums/v21/lisscool02/summericon1.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.createblog.com/forums/uploads/av-10636.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://p0.xanga.com/01/b4/01b4dd91cca5f4ddb55e7aa238671f2a9994849.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://img120.exs.cx/img120/7101/if_pink.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came home from town. i bought the stuff and &lt;i&gt;baon&lt;/i&gt; i need for the ILC.ü im really ready for it.ü againn, im so0 full. haha! we ate a lot!! haha!=p at 6am this morning i went badminton with rheena and hace here in our village court. i didnt even get tired! grr. useless. we stayed there for 3 hours. well, most of the time we just talked. haha. because we're from different scho0ls, i found out that I am already very lucky to be in zobel. both rheenas and haces scho0l are run by nuns. so, they are really strict regarding.. everythingg. they really give sanctions strictly, unlike in zobel they always give us chances. even in the simplest "short socks" matter, the nuns become harsh. in st.scho [haces scho0l], they dont allow there students to enter showbiz, even just commercials. they ask the student to leave the scho0l if ever one has entered. i dont know about zobel if theyre like this. its quite co0l in both their scho0ls because one time they were taught how to smoke! weird. they dont know why. haha!ü i like it in st. scho coz they have 2periods of dancing! imagine! wow!ü hace told me that one time, when all their academics teachers were not available, they were ask to do anything! so, in the morning they went dancing and then in the afterno0n they went swimming! funn.ü but it think both their scho0ls have more cases than in zobel. who0! safe. haha.ü well, thats what i think. coz they told me a lot of stories that i have never really heard in zobel. &lt;i&gt;ewan ko lang.&lt;/i&gt; i just lovee zobel i guess.ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dads back! he arrived last sunday. he brought me and my mom bags! theyre cute.ü haha! he also didnt forget our butteredfish! yum! nyaha!ü yesterday, we went to dutyfree. i dont really like it there coz it doesnt really go by its name. its not duty free. its not tax free. their prices are if not the same than the usual cost its even more expensive. o well.ü i bought.. snacksss for ILC. haha. fo0d again.ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday aftr the 930am mass, i went to kuya marcos house again to help in the garage sale. we were only four there! me, kuyamarco, ate kae and jhong. haha! we ate dingdong with coke while waiting for costumers. we also watchd fearfactor. nyaha. &lt;i&gt;patawa si ate kae.&lt;/i&gt;we earnd quite a lot.ü i hope its enuf to lower the camp fee of the service team. nyaha.ü i ate lunch at home then went back to the chapel to help in the kidsforchrist meeting. &lt;i&gt;singit&lt;/i&gt;. me and rheena just tagged along even if we're not of service in kfc.ü the themes of the meeting are courage and trust. so, the kids played games related to the themes.ü   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the counterpart of ILC in kids is IKV. international kids village. i dont know why its "village". hehe! kuya billy said we could come and help. i think its also gonna be in subic. hmm.. o well.. i still want to join.ü its on May. i wanttttü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata! hug hug!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my summers getting better and better.ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://msndollies.com/files/437.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://p5.xanga.com/5a/bd/5abdaee8e46b104ec4b8b7d7a5e0f6423002480.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v111/OpenFlameIconz/bf.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/18lr9u"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111269098360879033?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111269098360879033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111269098360879033&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111269098360879033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111269098360879033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/04/getting-ready_05.html' title='getting ready.ü'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111245387022307806</id><published>2005-04-02T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T16:59:35.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old scho0l pic - exposed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v283/kyasofresh/loveyalikeafatkid.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://www.createblog.com/forums/uploads/av-75368.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/nuqgg"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://i.xanga.com/heart_icons/faint.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i joind my brothers in netopia. who0t. hahaha! coz i didnt want to go with my mom. i felt tired to walk around. haha. fighting temptations.ü we stayed there for more than two hours. i just spent the time lo0king for cutee iconss. hehe!ü im addicted to them.ü after, we ate dinner then went straight away to the maralits residence.ü they called for a meeting for the ILC. we talked about the color themes per day of manila. departure and arrival time. things to bring and the usual travel stuff. kuya marco and ate triccia explaind whats ILC (international leaders conference) and the basic stuff about it. they said that we should blank our minds and be ready to learn new things. to listen to the talks and to what Gods trying to say to us. and to love our co-cluster, co-sector, co-yfc.ü its a time to feel Gods loving presence.ü lots of youth gathered in His name.ü our bonding sessions would be the consequence of the event. its not only for our spiritual growth but also for a closer household, cluster, and sector.ü we will be able to meet a lo0t of ppol there not only from manila and the other parts of the phils but also from around the world. kewlü based on the experiences of the ppol who've attended past ILC events, they said that its gonna be hard. toilets and stuff. oh no. go0d thing some of the titas/titos wud be staying in a hotel. so, we can sneak in to use their bathro0ms! haha!ü i love yfc events! its tiring physically but its so worth it youd want moreee.ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never forget to check the things youre gonna donate for garage sales! aaargh. when me and kuya arrived kuya marcos place, the ppol there teased us right away! coz they were able to find 2 baby pics of my kuya, 1 gr6 solo pic of me and dollars/rupias/ringgits from the wallet i donated. shuxx. yes. embarassing. i hate it. i hate my gr6 pic. yak. and now, the pic is with.. i dont know! i think its with kuya marco. now, he has something to blackmail me. arghhh. i have to get that pic. i must get that pic back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, kuya marcos here! he did not leave for cebu. he will be able to come with us to ILC. yey!ü he fo0ld me! tsk.ü he was able to give me the &lt;i&gt;pasalubong&lt;/i&gt; he promised! yippieü an orange bracelet. ts cuteü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, after the meeting, we did nothing but take pictures. hahaha! as always. "docu docu" haha! yeah ryt.ü you have to be ready to smile if youre with us. nyaha! &lt;i&gt;sanayan modes&lt;/i&gt; ill try to pose some once i get the picsü then, we walked home! countryside ppol!instant fun!ü we're all neighbors. same village.ü ate triccia, jodi and jhong stayed in our house for a while until tito nitz arrived. now theyve discovered a new place for household meetings.ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee hug hug!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img80.exs.cx/img80/8578/2216504ng.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/2ag3vd"&gt;    &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/x_y0ushines0bright_x/avatars/girls.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://i.xanga.com/aloooooooha/princekiss.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111245387022307806?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111245387022307806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111245387022307806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111245387022307806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111245387022307806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/04/old-scho0l-pic-exposed.html' title='old scho0l pic - exposed'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111236450566167821</id><published>2005-04-01T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T16:58:01.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who0 busogg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://p2.xanga.com/2c/a4/2ca4c795038a32ee70365fc6e575f3e85115676.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://img208.exs.cx/img208/3193/1161111dd.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://p1.xanga.com/16/36/1636a78f59d032086a1b6f7c1c3dadaf4744117.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://img149.exs.cx/img149/4214/loser7rl.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is another typical "stuck at home" day. but twas not boring at all. i love being a homegurl. haha. early in the morning i hurriedly picked items i could donate for the rummage sale of yfc. todays the deadline. its for extra funds for the yfc community-based camp this summer. when i brought them to ate kaes house they were pricing some of the items given to them already. &lt;i&gt;aliw&lt;/i&gt;. haha! i have never been invloved in any rummage sale ever. i just donate. i havent really tried selling or something. after, i fixed my closet! haha! its the only thing i dont always fix in my ro0m. haha. its usually a mess coz &lt;b&gt;before&lt;/b&gt;, i change outfits a lot of times before i finally get the perfect one.ü i feel lazyyy fixing closets than fixing other parts of my ro0m. i dont know why. i just usually leave the job to our helpers. hehe. thats another attitude im trying to change.ü well, its now color coordinated! hahaha! proud of it babe! loL!=p while fixing my closet i found a lot more stuff to garage sale. hehe! now, im going to donate it for a different garage sale. the garage sale we're planning to have to raise funds for the prom. i filled a whole black trash bag! so anytime they put a date for the garage sale, im ready! haha!ü &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the afterno0n, me and rheena went to hace's house. we stayed there for 2 hours only. &lt;i&gt;wala lang&lt;/i&gt;. we just bonded. hehe! we are all xcited for the ILC. haha! but rheena and diane wont be able to go. &lt;i&gt;bano&lt;/i&gt;.=c rheena didnt register in time and diane has skin asthma so its hard for her to be under the sun all day. bo0. go0dthing my skin asthma is not as worst as hers. hace told us about her experience during their meeting/planning for KFC on sunday. haha! she belongs to the service team for kids. and i belong to GK service. i will be visiting the kids on sunday since luir, my brother, will be attending anyway. so, i will be able to serve also. yeyü me, hace and rheena plan to go to town this coming wednesday to watch spongebob. our kids-turnd-yfc/childho0dpals kada will be together again. haha! bondingü lezo will be coming with us to0. &lt;i&gt;takas modes&lt;/i&gt; coz diane's there. haha! lurveü im exciteddü  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had double dinner today. who0. my tummy is so0 full. coz we were invited in two graduation dinners. haha! one in my cousins and one in my moms &lt;i&gt;inaanak&lt;/i&gt;. all my cousins have medals. wow. and bam, my moms &lt;i&gt;inaanak&lt;/i&gt; graduated a valedctorian. who0t. congrats to him! college nahü &lt;i&gt;kainggit&lt;/i&gt;. after we ate with my cousins, my brothers went with them to netopia. as alwayss. and me and my mom went to hear mass. first friday. one thing that struck me during the homily was that when the priest said Jesus is the only God who rose from the dead. he's in fact the only one who died and rose. wow. its one thing that makes our God great.ü it really shows we have life with him til the end of time.ü its the basis of our faith, his resurrection. thats what i thinkü after mass, we went to bam's house for a while to eat. then, *bo0m!* we headed back home.ü haha! eat and run.ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee hug hug!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.xanga.com/Venus_Observa/eye3.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v221/carrie_princess13/Black/thistimeivehadenough.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/19tqph"&gt; &lt;img src="http://msn.mess.be/data/media/14/drunk.gif"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111236450566167821?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111236450566167821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111236450566167821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111236450566167821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111236450566167821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/04/who0-busogg_01.html' title='who0 busogg'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111225712821016762</id><published>2005-03-31T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T16:57:13.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>money! money! money!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img35.photobucket.com/albums/v106/xtbsundayx/46948.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src ="http://p2.xanga.com/29/37/29377d0a4b2e0d2090b6ffdca52b9fa92996766.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/rockstarland28/other/468439.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://userpic.livejournal.com/16663059/1826105"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justify&gt;just arrived home from town.ü this morning i went to scho0l coz julia called for a prom committee meeting. we talked about the divisions of the committee, picked people for the committees, what fundraisers we can do to add money for the preparation of the prom, and we worked on the theme. actually we were able to accomplish a lot. we need to raise a lo0ot of money. we need a lo0ot of sponsors and fundraisers to help us. &lt;b&gt;we still need people who would be willing to advance pay their prom fee.&lt;/b&gt; a lo0ot to do. but i think its gonna be fun! im xcited to start working! haha!=p as early as now the prom committee is starting to plan everything for a great prom. lots of ideas! no money. haha! but julias doing a great job! *clapclapclap* bossjulia! ido0l! hehe!ü i wanna start to canvas alreadyyy! hehehe!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, we ate dinner outside. then, we visited tita amy coz she just came home from the hospital. we bought her flowers and a get-well so0n card. my mom said we will just be staying there for "a while" coz tita amy still needed rest. yeah.. they talked for an hour. nice. haha! but twas go0d.ü kuya marco was there. me and kuya just watched him clean his car. kulet. we just talked about anything until finally my mom said we could leave. haha! kuya marcos leaving again tom.. workworkwork. haha!ü so he wont be able to join the ILC. bo0=/ he still owes me pasalubong! tsk. ill be hunting him. haha!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the sin that never gets to be crossd out in your confession list? honestly, mine's being materialistic. yep, i know, for me, its bad. its not that i cant live w/o buying but i just cant stop. i hate it. i have to change. i cant even leave the mall w/o buying anything. its another thing i know but i dont practice. i just got to ignoring this attitude of mine. thats bad. grr. coz im the only gurl and its what i enjoy doing, shop. i cant play with my brothers in netopia for hours. ack. and i cant forever enjoy going to furniture shops with my parents. ryt? hmm.. i will try to change. haha. i will avoid the malls. oh God, please help me. i will try to avoid buying things i dont reaallyy need. i have to change this attitude of mine to become a better person.=p if i cant control now, how can i control in the future. i have to start now. even if its my cure. grr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bo0. im still not sure if my mom would allow me to go to julians place and to tagaytay. i hope shed allow me.. oh please. even if i have to bring my baby brother along.ü i dont wanna be stuck at home eating and eating and eating. hargh. haha.ü &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hug hug!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.xanga.com/miles_of_icons/icon%20dog.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/anfvintage74x/1084575.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://img63.exs.cx/img63/5282/paradise37vs.gif"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/19tppk"&gt; &lt;/div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111225712821016762?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111225712821016762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111225712821016762&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111225712821016762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111225712821016762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/03/money-money-money.html' title='money! money! money!'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111209437869159088</id><published>2005-03-29T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T16:55:56.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy happy joy joyü</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, gliza, and kristine were suppose to go to greenbelt today but it was cancelled?=c coz i went to marketmarket with my mom and coz i wasnt able to contact kristine. so now, gliza is a homegurl. for once! achievement! haha!ü maybe next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 5days of staying at home.. i finally had the chance to go to the mall! *heaven* aleluia aleluia aleluia! nyahaha!ü its my cure to any sickness! haha! ulul.ü me and my mom were suppose to go to town but then on the way she changed her mind. we went to marketmarket instead. well thats FINE with me! haha! as long as im with my mom, its all go0dü haha!ü i bought a lo0ot. sorry if im sharing this. haha. 4 fo0twears!! 2 ballet flats and 2 flipflopss.ü yes, more flipflops to add to my 10 others in the shoerack. well, i only buy cheap oness.ü also got accessoriesss, skirts, shirts.. one of the flats i bought is silver and has beadings on it and the other is pinkk with embroidery. its cutee.ü its cheap there, kinda, and there are a lot of findss.ü but its quite hard to bargain unlike in greenhills..ü &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, ive been having this silver and gold addiction. haha! and those indian inspired stuff! i dont know why.. hehe!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another addiction. icons!! nyahaha.ü they're so0o cutee.ü ill start posting some in the future entriess to come.ü i cant post some now coz i saved the icons i got in my dads laptop. just be prepared. loL!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;workworkwork. my dad left againnn. he's in malaysia, againnn, for a week. he left this morning. lately, he's been leaving every month.=c starting last third term. workworkwork. o well.. i just miss him already.. well he's gonna buy us buttered fish anyway. and at least he left money for me to help get shang for the prom.ü &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** pleasepleaseplease. the prom committee still needs your help! i know you guys have heard of this already.. its been posted everywhere. but please?=/ yihee tutulong nah cla! loL!ü all for a great prom! contact gliza, julia or eibee. thank you so muchü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my mom saw this banner near our place, it offered various summer lessons like guitar, painting, singing, acting, dancing, baking and a lot more. i wanted to join baking, dancing and painting! we inquired ryt away. nuns are the ones running it! hmm..ü twas great coz the fee is 3000+ and you get to try out all the lessons they offer! you can sit in in anyyy lesson you want! so its really just for summer fun. not those serious type lessons. kewl.ü i waaaantt.ü i also reallyyy want to go bellydancing! kaasar puson ko.. argh. haha! vain. and must have abssss. or ballro0m kaya? hmm.. hahaha!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILC. thinking about it againn. haha! im really excitedd! who0ttü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. im gonna miss the faces i wont be able to see again next scho0lyr.. those who are gonna leave and all.. even if i wasnt able to be close to them or whatever.. steeg cla and they'll be forever part of our batchh. thats for sureü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im eating strawberries with cold milk ryt now! *yum* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye! ingatt! gb.ü hug hug!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111209437869159088?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111209437869159088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111209437869159088&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111209437869159088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111209437869159088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-happy-joy-joy.html' title='happy happy joy joyü'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111189089256344267</id><published>2005-03-27T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T15:19:09.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;salubongg. &lt;/strong&gt;we heard mass last night in our chapel. easter vigil. blessing of candles and water. after the mass my dad had to return the holy hosts to the main church. i get to come with him! i was able to enter the "backstage" of the main church where they keep the holy hosts. yeyy. everytime we hear mass there  ive always wonderd what it seemd like entering the "backstage".  haha. now i know. we weren't able to join the salubong. &lt;em&gt;sayangg&lt;/em&gt;. coz my parents were tired already and it was celebrated in the other church, the main church. our chapel celebrated easter vigil a lot earlier than usual coz when we returned the hosts in the main church, they were just about to start the celebration there. haha. i remember the time when i danced in a sabubong. exposuree. nyaha. i was 9yrs old then, i think. they wanted volunteers from different movements. i think only three of us represented KFC. we wore white dresses with our hair braided. we danced the tune of celebration.&lt;em&gt; celebrate jesus celebrate&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;em&gt;tenenentenenentenenenen&lt;/em&gt;! hahaha. so funn. my partner was so cutee. hahaha! i think he was my SDC [salubong dance crush] nyaha. &lt;em&gt;baduy&lt;/em&gt;. aww, i miss dancingg.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of holy week. all i have to say is, thanks be to God! i love youu Lord=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy easter!! Christ has risen! celebrate!! hehe=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to go! byee! our relatives will be coming here to celebrate easterr.=p fo0o0od! bulgogi! yum! hahaha! hug hug!=p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111189089256344267?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111189089256344267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111189089256344267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111189089256344267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111189089256344267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-easter.html' title='happy easter!'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111176573887614653</id><published>2005-03-25T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T13:28:52.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kadak-on ani</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;our province is cagayan de oro. mothers side. we seldom visit our relatives there coz they're the ones who visit us here. everytime i go there, its quite hard for me to communicate? people there know filipino ofcourse, at least a little &lt;em&gt;naman. &lt;/em&gt;but they are more comfortable using bisaya. &lt;em&gt;shempre&lt;/em&gt;. i love it there! there is a street named after my grandmothers maiden name! factura!=p one street is occupied by our relatives there! haha. so we always go house hopping! haha! &lt;em&gt;labo&lt;/em&gt;. anyway, in case you dont know, i can understand bisaya. haha! i dont know why! i have only been to cagayan for like 2 summer vacations and *whoala* i can understand my cousins! but i dont speak it. haha. hassle. it would be weird &lt;em&gt;kung marunong na kagad ako&lt;/em&gt;. i use my talent to spy on our helpers. nyaha. so, if ever they gossip, &lt;em&gt;hala&lt;/em&gt;. haha! i dont usually tell people i understand bisaya. haha. i dont want to end up translating for them. its hard for me to put it into words. i guess its just for my own benefit. haha.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya marco now calls me.. bisaya baby. nice. haha. coz he bought this shorts in cebu, [he was assigned to work there for a month] and something was written on it. kadak-on ani with a picture of a magnifying glass. he didnt know what its meaning is but he was pretty sure &lt;em&gt;na bastos&lt;/em&gt;. coz when he bought it the saleslady was smiling in a weird way. haha. i was somehow able to translate it for him. translation: anlaki nito. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Friday&lt;/strong&gt;. at 3 o'clock in the afterno0n today, we went to our chapel to join the station of the cross. i saw a lot of people i knew. &lt;em&gt;lagi naman eh&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;saya&lt;/em&gt;! well, in our village, we know almost everyone. bonded &lt;em&gt;kaming lhat&lt;/em&gt;. thats why i love our &lt;em&gt;liblib&lt;/em&gt; na village! haha.=p hmm.. we went around the village. it was not tiring at all. &lt;em&gt;galing.&lt;/em&gt; well, im used to it coz we join every year. we had the liturgy. i had teary eyes on the adoration part. is that what you call it? &lt;em&gt;basta&lt;/em&gt;. the part where you could touch and kiss the image of Jesus. i felt so saad. time to reflect. i just remembered Him. all the things he has done for me. i felt down. i just immediately wanted to surrender to Him. to say sorry. to repent for i have seen and realized, once again, His greatness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to share a story. again. i dont know if you've heard it already. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this father. as his job, he's the person controlling a folding bridge. he brings his son with him to work everyday. one day, while his son was playing on the bridge, a ship was about to pass by. the ship was moving fast and was getting closer to the bridge. the father didnt know what to do for his son was on the bridge. he couldnt shout loud enough to warn his son for he was too far away. we was confused. if he doesnt lift the bridge, hundreds of people in the ship would crash and die. and if he lifts it, his son would fall and die.. but he had no choice. he clicked on the button. the bridge folded. his son died. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;familiar story? hehe! in the story, God is the father. the son is Jesus and the people in the ship, are all of us. God sacrificed his son for us. His Only son. Jesus is such a great friend. He gives real meaning to friendship. He gives real meaning to love. there is no greater love than whats his done. He gave his life for us, his friends. its so much sacrifice. just imagine how precious we are to Him. who0. he died for our sins to be forgiven. he rose for our salvation.&lt;em&gt; lupet talaga&lt;/em&gt;. "our" its all for us. with great power yet with so much humility. until now he still has a lot to offer to us. hmm.. what can we offer to him? how much can we offer to him? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111176573887614653?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111176573887614653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111176573887614653&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111176573887614653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111176573887614653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/03/kadak-on-ani.html' title='kadak-on ani'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111167711107202430</id><published>2005-03-24T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T12:12:35.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love started it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holy Week&lt;/strong&gt;. well.. i never really felt it until today. even in the past years, i never really had the chance to really reflect and understand it. i do give respect and honor Jesus' love for us ofcourse, but i think it has just become a habit. honestly, thats what i hate, everything has become so scripted thats why im really trying to concentrate in every religious thing we're doing. funny thing about holy week is that people use it as vacation week. they use it as a reason to &lt;em&gt;mag&lt;/em&gt;"reflect"/"meditate" &lt;em&gt;daw&lt;/em&gt;. well, i have nothing against those who are on vacation now &lt;em&gt;pero toto0 nmn kaya nangyayari talaga to sa iba&lt;/em&gt;, ryt? patawa. some people still aren't able to give meaning to holyweek. honestly, i was one of them &lt;em&gt;naman&lt;/em&gt;. holyweek has a lot of teachings given to us. it doesnt just only remind us of the suffering and death of Christ. it tells us a lot more. so much more. if we just grow spiritually. we may think we know eveything about holy week. that we have mastered it. that we are so bored with it for same thing happens every year. if we think that way, we might not see what God wants us to see. we might not hear something new that he wants us to hear. might not experience something unforgetable or new. we might not get his message he wants to give this time. there is always something new that God wants us to learn and understand to become someone greater. he always gives us wisdom. &lt;em&gt;hindi yan mauubos. pustahan pa eh&lt;/em&gt;.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holy Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;. we celebrated mass at villa paraiso, a gk site near us. my father was assigned to serve there as lay. yes, my father is a lay minister.&lt;em&gt; swerte&lt;/em&gt;. i want to serve as a reader! &lt;em&gt;asa bah&lt;/em&gt;?=c cant wait til im 18. haha. well.. we all know every holy thursday we celebrate the washing of the feet. last supper. the gospel today is simple. everything started with love. love of God for us. love of Jesus for us. Jesus is always at service for us. he is humble and we should admire that. by holy thursday, the act of Jesus washing the feet of the disciples, we are asked/invited to be like Christ. serve others like him and at the same time be humble. this is actually the basic teaching we should put at heart. once its in there, eveything good will follow. service is simply sharing God's love to others. thats what i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share a story a priest shared to us last yfc pre-conference at ateneo. &lt;em&gt;sana maayos&lt;/em&gt;. haha.=p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this little boy who sells apples on a cart. he arranged them in a shape like a pyramid. one man was running, he was in a hurry, and accidentally bumped the little boy's cart. apples were everywhere. because the man was in a hurry, he didn't mind at all. he just continued to run and left the kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the kid had no reaction, weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another man witnessd what happened. as he passed by he stepped on the apples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wala lang trip lang&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kid still had no reaction. &lt;em&gt;patawa&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man was shocked. he was curious. he didn't understand why the little boy still had no reaction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so he stepped on some more apples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still no reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the man came to the little boy and asked him, "why aren't you angry? dont you even care about your apples?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kid was clueless. he wandered. so, slowly he felt [kapa] the cart and FINALLY knew what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the little boy was blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy was worried that his boss might not like what happend.=s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:o the man was shocked. disappointed. his heart melted and he felt sorry for the kid.. he quietly handed some money to pay for the damages he had made and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little boy felt that it was money and he was so happy. the look on his face cannot be explaind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he shouted, "Jesus? is that you?"=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nice right? haha. it just shows that we can be Christ to anyone. Can you just imagine how strong/great Gods love is that even the blind who dont see feels it? i mean, look at us, we recieve loads of blessings and we tend to complain and say he doesnt love us. bad. its verry touching if people say they see God in us. &lt;em&gt;kakaibang&lt;/em&gt; achievment&lt;em&gt; un&lt;/em&gt;. lets start being Christ to others. gospel reflection &lt;em&gt;bah ito&lt;/em&gt;? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss Him. i haven't really talked to Him lately.=c Lord God, &lt;em&gt;usap tayo ha&lt;/em&gt;.=p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111167711107202430?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111167711107202430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111167711107202430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111167711107202430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111167711107202430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/03/love-started-it.html' title='love started it'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111159646076403600</id><published>2005-03-23T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T01:10:35.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovin' summer ? not. yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well.. &lt;strong&gt;princess miss me&lt;/strong&gt;, so.. haha! im bloggng again. loL!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all vacation ive been.. uhm.. watchng tv, txtng sunmatess, eating, watching tv, a little shopping &lt;-must, eating, talking with sunmates and &lt;em&gt;paulet ulet lang talaga&lt;/em&gt;. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been enjoying the shows on &lt;strong&gt;etc&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;em&gt;as in&lt;/em&gt;. i watch every show! well i already enjoy etc before, but now i really take note of the sched of the shows and &lt;em&gt;tuloytuloy nah no0d&lt;/em&gt;! haha. try it! with china oranges! yum!=) &lt;strong&gt;its all go0d&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! i started my &lt;strong&gt;sy2004-2005 rogadudes scrapbo0k&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;em&gt;ginanahan&lt;/em&gt;! who0t!=) i have collected a lot of stuff for my scrapbo0k eversince grade7 and i havnt evn startd on any year. this is the right time to start! im in the mo0d! im taking it slow and am making sure its verrry creative and wow. haha! its the best year anyway.=) i adapted elaines cellophane thingie and jackies stripey construction paper. haha! cute &lt;em&gt;kc ehh&lt;/em&gt;! is it ok elaine and jackie? nyaha. it has a lot of pixx! i think it will turn out to be a picture album. oh well.=) i still have to develop about 100plus perfectly picked pictures! shuxx! i dont have money!! haha!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kuya marco m&lt;/strong&gt;. is back! from cebu. he left my &lt;em&gt;pasalubong&lt;/em&gt; in his drawer in the hotel! nice. bo0. o well.. at least his back! &lt;strong&gt;hug hug&lt;/strong&gt;!=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;international leaders conference&lt;/strong&gt;! who0t! am so0 xcited!! its gonna be in subic and its my first time to attend one. its gonna be fun fun fun! usually, after out of town events like those our couple co0rdinators allow us to stay longer in some resort and just enjoy! yippie! I will be going there with my community. I also want to be ther with zobel but its easier to come with my community. &lt;em&gt;kitakits nalang&lt;/em&gt;! sarah will also be with her community.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday.. a pep rally happened. i forgot where. haha! i wasnt able to attend because.. &lt;em&gt;wala lang&lt;/em&gt;. haha! kuya went for he also attended the birthday treat of ate triccia. he told me the people who were going to represent metromanila for the conference performed. we didnt win obviously coz we [zobel who representd southb]weren't there. haha! sayang. but its ok, at least we dont need to prac. its hassle if we're still gonna perform. at least we get to relax.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i also want to list down the things i want to accomplish/do this summer!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;go to julian's house, meet up with sc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;outing/gmik with the jnj dancers! &lt;- &lt;em&gt;huy! pano nah&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sleepover with the chiqs! &lt;- &lt;em&gt;asa pah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;gmik with pmb and the chiqs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;shopping!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bellydancing/dancing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;baking lessons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;painting/art/craft&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;finish the rogadudes scrapbo0k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;abs!! &lt;-please please please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;develop all the pics &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;blog more often?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;swim swim swim!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;beach!! la union! bora! bohol! cebu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;visit more philippine tourist spots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;singapore/thailand/malaysia &lt;- miss them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;shopping!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bonding with rheena, hace and diane!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sleepover at jedds &lt;- isa pang asa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;read the bible, pray pray pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pdl sessions &lt;- kristine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;try driving &lt;- kuya!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;finish ang paboritong libro ni hudas &lt;- sorry michael nde ko pah tapos.=s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;makeover for my ro0m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;try out a new hairstyle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;shop! shop! shop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ilc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;community-based yfc camp, facii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;leaders adventure camp at lake caliraya &lt;- manda?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my bday! &lt;- gift gift gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;more to add in the list next time.=) i just hope i would be able to do all of them. ack.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111159646076403600?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111159646076403600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111159646076403600&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111159646076403600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111159646076403600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/03/lovin-summer-not-yet.html' title='lovin&apos; summer ? not. yet.'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111118601925156676</id><published>2005-03-19T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T08:05:02.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bulgooogi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night my parents prepared a party for my tito. It's his birthday. It started at around 7. &lt;em&gt;Daming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; fo0o0od&lt;/strong&gt;!=) I ate a lot!! 6 rounds! who0t! &lt;strong&gt;bulgogi&lt;/strong&gt;! yum! haha!=) I bonded with my cousin, &lt;strong&gt;krisha&lt;/strong&gt;! i miss her so much &lt;em&gt;kahit kakakita lang namin nung&lt;/em&gt; Feb=) we just stayed in my ro0m and talked all night. &lt;em&gt;lablayp&lt;/em&gt;. haha! She was suppose to sleep here but she had to finish her clearance in scho0l. haha bo0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, pictures!! yey! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pics I to0k last wednesday. "farewell" party..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wala si&lt;/em&gt; cutie..=c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/chiqscropped.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the chiqs! complete!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/thechiqscropped.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we found the perfect spot for pictorial=p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/hahahhahaha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guess who?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/guesswho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;waiting outside..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/agappol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Expect&lt;/strong&gt; more pictures to come in my blogsite. loL!=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111118601925156676?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111118601925156676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111118601925156676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111118601925156676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111118601925156676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/03/bulgooogi.html' title='bulgooogi.'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111113713776226326</id><published>2005-03-18T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T06:53:37.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell? party.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everybody was so &lt;strong&gt;hyper&lt;/strong&gt; outside Michael's house. Everyone was so ready to party. We gave people &lt;strong&gt;grand entrances&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;praised their outfits&lt;/strong&gt;. We started the party with a prayer. The awarding ceremony was hilarious! we gave awards just perfect for each classmate. It showed their uniqueness in class.=) The fo0d was great! i cooked &lt;strong&gt;carbonara&lt;/strong&gt;! haha! i think they enjoyed it! &lt;em&gt;yak&lt;/em&gt;. haha! &lt;em&gt;feelingan&lt;/em&gt;. I felt great until the honoring came. No tears came out from me. Even if everyone cried and gave their senti speeches, &lt;strong&gt;nothing came out from my eyes&lt;/strong&gt;. But i felt my heart was so0 heavy that all the tears was stucked in there. I felt really weird. When people gave me hugs, &lt;strong&gt;I felt weak&lt;/strong&gt;. Weaker even when they said their goodbyes and seeing them cry.. My mom picked me up at around 10. so early. But I didn't hate her for that. The moment I went in the car, I started to cry. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;humahagulgol na iyak mehn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. My mom noticed and she didn't even comfort me! she started blabbing that i shouldnt cry for it's my fault why i'm not in the honorsec anymore, that why am i crying now when every year i change sections anyway. I hated her for that. &lt;em&gt;gandang comfort pare&lt;/em&gt;. She asked questions and said things &lt;em&gt;na ewan&lt;/em&gt;. grr. That's when i started thinking about a lot of things. I had mixed thoughts. The speeches of ms rogador and my classmates one by one came to me. &lt;strong&gt;I just cried all night&lt;/strong&gt;. I remembered all the memoriess.. I will surely miss the scho0lyear. rogadudes.. Tears were just dripping until i fell asleep.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panget ng mata ko the next day&lt;/em&gt;!! &lt;em&gt;as in&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;em&gt;ung tipong di makalabas ng kwarto&lt;/em&gt;! haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad told me that i shouldn't be senti and all. &lt;em&gt;panget daw un&lt;/em&gt;. haha! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laf3p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! Well, honestly, I'm really not a senti person &lt;em&gt;na tipong umiiyak and damdam na damdam lahat&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;konti lang&lt;/em&gt;. haha! I don't really keep anger, hate or sorrow. I may think about it for a while but so0n i forget and move on. I'm open-minded. I try to understand things first. I may show/express my feelings for a short time but so0n i calm down. I like that about me. &lt;em&gt;nyerks&lt;/em&gt;. haha! I even cry on &lt;em&gt;mababaw nah bagay&lt;/em&gt; like movies than in friendship problems. stress in scho0l than family problems. nyaha. &lt;em&gt;labo ko bah? ganun eh&lt;/em&gt;. that's me. I just pray and &lt;strong&gt;surrender eveything to God&lt;/strong&gt;.=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK nah ko ngayon! haha! &lt;strong&gt;I just miss SC&lt;/strong&gt;.. But I'm not sad! I'm happy I had the chance to get to know the honorsec and that I had &lt;strong&gt;experienced the best scho0lyear ever&lt;/strong&gt;!!=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why I was looking like I didn't feel good later at the party. I really felt heavy. &lt;em&gt;bigat tlga&lt;/em&gt;. And that.. I wasn't able to honor &lt;strong&gt;green&lt;/strong&gt;.. to thank him for everything. &lt;strong&gt;He will always be a big part if me&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Alagaan nyo cia ha&lt;/em&gt;! loL!=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111113713776226326?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111113713776226326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111113713776226326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111113713776226326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111113713776226326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/03/farewell-party.html' title='farewell? party.'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111111136450672877</id><published>2005-03-18T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T10:02:44.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wow! is this possible?! i would be starting a blog already? wow. &lt;em&gt;gayagaya nah&lt;/em&gt;. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;thanks to gliza theprincess&lt;/strong&gt; for the layout! isn't it cute? pink and green with the little fairy girl! who0t! haha!=) this is my 4th attempt of having a blogsite. haha! i just hope i would be able to update and blog always. &lt;strong&gt;no &lt;em&gt;tamad&lt;/em&gt; modes.&lt;/strong&gt;=) i will upload pixx from the "farewell" party, so0n! &lt;em&gt;papaturo muna ako&lt;/em&gt;. haha! &lt;em&gt;paturo&lt;/em&gt;!! please!?=c&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/11330515-111111136450672877?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111111136450672877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111111136450672877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111111136450672877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111111136450672877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/03/yey.html' title='yey!'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11330515.post-111036031952631044</id><published>2005-03-09T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T17:25:19.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>parang ayoko ung name.. hmm..</title><content type='html'>oi! tessttiinngg.. haha! labo.ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11330515-111036031952631044?l=theprettychiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/feeds/111036031952631044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11330515&amp;postID=111036031952631044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111036031952631044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11330515/posts/default/111036031952631044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettychiq.blogspot.com/2005/03/parang-ayoko-ung-name-hmm.html' title='parang ayoko ung name.. hmm..'/><author><name>thepretty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14258050059239907858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://jbiel.tabulas.com/theprettychiq/thumbs/picture..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
