<?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-281655706259206480</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:49:43.626-07:00</updated><category term='Beatles'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='Survey'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Sojourn'/><category term='Pinas'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Family'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>she is WHIMSICAL</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-3444076268964782892</id><published>2008-10-03T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T02:04:40.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://guadafermil.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaMTo7Cr3I/AAAAAAAAAUE/FBdG6CR__v8/s400/Project1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253040284404723570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I won't be posting my other blog's link unless I can finally call it my new home, plus the layout's fix and all. And now that I'm getting use to it, here's the link to my current abode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I see you there? Hope so! kbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-3444076268964782892?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/3444076268964782892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/3444076268964782892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-said-i-wont-be-posting-my-other-blogs.html' title=''/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaMTo7Cr3I/AAAAAAAAAUE/FBdG6CR__v8/s72-c/Project1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-3313083802378769517</id><published>2008-08-22T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T12:41:59.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IAMNINOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/31/Ninoy_being_escorted_by_military.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/31/Ninoy_being_escorted_by_military.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After 25 years, [well, not exactly cause I'm only 19]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am...   a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hero&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I do what I believe is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I do what I believe is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I fight for&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; justice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I fight for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freedom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hero&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; way, in a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt; way, in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;my own&lt;/span&gt; way.&lt;br /&gt;I am a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hero&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iamninoy.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ninoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am Guada and&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Benigno_Aquino,_Jr."&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://ninoyaquino.50webs.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ninoy's intrepidity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lives in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;"&gt;Battle of the Crews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So Real &lt;/span&gt;didn't win, but I must say-&gt; props to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;"&gt;Super Crew&lt;/span&gt;. They nailed it. B-boys I'm telling yah. And we all shall be proud about it. Three of them are Noypis anyway. YEAH! It shouldn't be America's, but World's Best Dance Crew. Haha. Good job &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So Real&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-3313083802378769517?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/3313083802378769517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/3313083802378769517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/08/iamninoy.html' title='IAMNINOY'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-452147351147587272</id><published>2008-08-21T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T12:42:21.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JABBAWOCKEEZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/20/JabbawockeezByPhilKonstantin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/20/JabbawockeezByPhilKonstantin.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First there was "a figment of your imagination," and I just hope, no PRAY, that the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o Real Cru&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wins tonight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the reasons why I am so proud to be a Filipino. Go PINOYS! Let's conquer the Hip-hop world loud and proud. Raise the white, blue, yellow, and red banner high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop calling RJ's Best Dance Crew show the Jabawockeez  for real, OR ELSE... Renz and Ate would laugh at me again and think I'm stupid. I can't help it. I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo getting an Armory shirt for me and my dad. See, he wants one, too. Ay sauce. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;*guada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-452147351147587272?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/452147351147587272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/452147351147587272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/08/jabbawockeez.html' title='JABBAWOCKEEZ'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-4470143975119601974</id><published>2008-07-26T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T01:27:41.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg-say-thud-thud-thud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm just excited cause I have the time to post the tons of pictures that's piled over time. I might be changing my fs background since it still says "Spring Fling" when actually summer's going to be over anytime soon. And I soooo love how my recent updates only has 3 things on it. New comment, new friend, and new photo which were a week ago or so. It feels nice not to update for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, here's why I love the Hello, Goodbye song of the JBs. The original's from the BEATLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qf2S7kKLtEQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qf2S7kKLtEQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-4470143975119601974?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/4470143975119601974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/4470143975119601974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/07/egg-say-thud-thud-thud.html' title='Egg-say-thud-thud-thud'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-4486516860228504677</id><published>2008-07-25T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:56:47.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Used to Hate Them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who? The Jonas Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because I thought they look foolish and they're trying hard to be famous rockers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 14 year old cousin kept on bugging me to buy her JoBros products. I bought the Baby Bottle Pops because the JBs were endorsing them  for her. Recently, I also purchased magazines with them on the cover. I guess this is what you call obsession. She even wanted some jewelry from their line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been reading their stories in the magazines and I just realized that they have their own right to be popular, to be an icon. Nicholas started it all at an early age. The rest was history. They worked hard to deserve it. And I think I "kinda" like them now. BUTTT... I'm not an obsessed fan. Not to the point that I'll buy every JB thing I spot. No posters or concerts. I think I'm over that phase now. I guess I'm too old for that. I was one of those who danced and sang with the hits "BYE, BYE, BYE" and "QUIT PLAYING GAMES WITH MY HEART." Oh, the good old days! I quite understood my little cousin, Bianx. Probably every girl [even boys] goes through this idol addiction stage. I still am... with Parokya... and will forever be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Here's one of the Target commercials which really made me change my mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X9gjzPBMzgs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X9gjzPBMzgs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*guada&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/281655706259206480-4486516860228504677?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/4486516860228504677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/4486516860228504677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-used-to-hate-them.html' title='I Used to Hate Them'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-4555465744392801553</id><published>2008-07-23T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T13:44:28.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January 3, 1980- Ang kulit lang kasi ung bus na sinakysan namin today sira ung date and time. Feeling nasa old times kaming dalawa. We weren't even born yet during that time. Ang kilig lang kasi na may kasabay at katabi na ako sa bus.  Yihee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-4555465744392801553?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/4555465744392801553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/4555465744392801553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/07/january-3-1980.html' title='Back in the Present'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-3521652800901701869</id><published>2008-07-20T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T14:14:02.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T.S.S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although I kept telling myself to update as often as I can, I really can't possibly do it, well, especially since I've been trying to spend most of my time with someone who went all this way just to see me and be with me. Could you imagine? All this way? More or less 7,000 miles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came just in time. My nano got lost and I feel so bad. Summer without it is really lonely. Buti nalang, my someone is here to make me forget about it. And not just that....... He's been making me smile, laugh, sing, scream, dance, act crazy, and i-don't-know-what-else-but-it's-a-really-nice-feeling day by day. He's trying to learn how to play the guitar... from me... finally. He could be my walking mp3 player even for a short while... then I should get a new one... a new touch... just kidding... start working Guada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, we went to almost everywhere we can here in Silicon Valley, celebrated our four years as a couple, went to different cities, including Hollywood, tasted wine, rode the best-est ride in the whole wide world ever which is the Simpson's Ride, picked lemons, walked and drove meters and meters away, and shopped till we dropped. We also tried commuting by ferries, buses and trains. Doing the laundry, getting lost, and fighting over food was the fun part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say this is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sweetest Summer&lt;/span&gt; yet. All thanks to my very super duper special someone. I wish he didn't have to leave soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-3521652800901701869?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/3521652800901701869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/3521652800901701869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/07/tss.html' title='T.S.S.'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-2893968113918963167</id><published>2008-07-01T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:55:28.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SGngijOV08I/AAAAAAAAASk/1mKAtMVBpRg/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SGngijOV08I/AAAAAAAAASk/1mKAtMVBpRg/s320/DSC00044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217948527460996034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;06/27/08 We met, he smiled, and I died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-2893968113918963167?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/2893968113918963167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/2893968113918963167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/07/patay.html' title='Patay'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SGngijOV08I/AAAAAAAAASk/1mKAtMVBpRg/s72-c/DSC00044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-2784917912344388937</id><published>2008-06-27T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:55:29.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinakabahan ako</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SGV-kfTCAKI/AAAAAAAAASc/nZyD765XecQ/s1600-h/bubblewrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SGV-kfTCAKI/AAAAAAAAASc/nZyD765XecQ/s320/bubblewrap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216714908720300194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Myyyy Gadddd! Super kinakabahan ako na ewan. I've been bubble wrap popping since last night. It helps [try!], but para pa din akong tangang kabado dito. Buti nakatulog pa ako kaninang umaga eh. Pasalamat ka Renz di ko pinaramdam sayo ito noon. I saved you from experiencing the weirdest butterflies-in-the-stomach feeling ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two hours or so, I'll be the happiest girl alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.... Trust me, you don't want to go through the the waiting period. It could really be quite nerve racking. The goosebumps... Oh, the goooooosebuuuumpsss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-2784917912344388937?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/2784917912344388937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/2784917912344388937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/06/kinakabahan-ako.html' title='Kinakabahan ako'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SGV-kfTCAKI/AAAAAAAAASc/nZyD765XecQ/s72-c/bubblewrap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-7852075581782395388</id><published>2008-06-27T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:55:29.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bago at Katapusan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SGSvSDxjgMI/AAAAAAAAASU/wVA1znmQ_zw/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SGSvSDxjgMI/AAAAAAAAASU/wVA1znmQ_zw/s320/DSC00002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216486993187537090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Katapusan: &lt;/span&gt;Whew! TAPOS na ako! Yey! Sa spring quarter lang naman... I can finally rest my shoulders from my school books. Those darn medical books. Lecheng mga libro, gawin daw ba akong elementary at highschool ulit? Feeling ko si Atlas ako eh. At some days, I had to bring four or more at once. Imagine. Bebenta ko kayo, mga pabigat kayo sa buhay ko!!! Makakabili na ako ng kotse sa mahal niyo eh!!! Haha. Not the dictionary though. Almost all my classes require one. Honestly, kelangan ko talaga ng kickback ngayon eh. Kailangan kong pambili ng film. Labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Katapusan:&lt;/span&gt; Napasa ko na din today yung 67 pages na finals ko. Sorry naman at higit 800 items yun. Eyebags, hello!!! But what's great? I'm done done done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Bago:&lt;/span&gt; Isa pang dapat ikasaya... bago na cellphone ko. Yey ulit! Goodbye moto, Hello LG! Medyo first time ko lang naman sa brand na ito, medyo tumatouch screen pa, so medyo good luck to me. Hehe. Bago na din network ko, pero ang masaya dun, I got the same digits. So friends, pwede niyo pa din ako bulabugin after nine para libre mmkay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Luma???:&lt;/span&gt; Dami ko hindi napost... nasa notebook ko lang... ung mga pictures nabubulok na... bukas nalang if nagkaoras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; Bago: &lt;/span&gt;June 30 na summer quarter ko... pasok ulit... la ako bakasyon... corny... baduts... jologs... talaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Bago: &lt;/span&gt;Watch out for RAWR!. They are sooo nice!!! I want one... Err, pinsan???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ang dahilan kung bakit ano-ano sinasabi ko ngayon...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Di ako makatulog, bwisit ka Renz I love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-7852075581782395388?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/7852075581782395388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/7852075581782395388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/06/bago-at-katapusan.html' title='Bago at Katapusan'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SGSvSDxjgMI/AAAAAAAAASU/wVA1znmQ_zw/s72-c/DSC00002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-2025261870386771888</id><published>2008-06-18T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T16:59:50.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel freaking AWESOME today which makes me think I shouldn't because every time I do, there's always something to cut it short. Darneeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well. But I'm really really HAPPY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I bettah gettah sommah sleeppah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*guada&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/281655706259206480-2025261870386771888?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/2025261870386771888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/2025261870386771888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/06/sleepless.html' title='Sleepless'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-3129183922861071610</id><published>2008-06-13T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T17:00:01.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates, Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oooh, it's Friday the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;unlucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thirteenth day. Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lakers are back in the series, but I guess the Celtics won't let them be happy for long. Yesterday was the fourth game and yes, the current standing is&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I felt a little sad. I'm really torn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puronalangako&lt;/span&gt; accounts. Finally. Sorry friendster&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ships&lt;/span&gt; and multiply&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I decided to change my layout for the nth time. This time, I'd make sure it'll last a year. HAHA. Perhaps a new blog with a new category? Uhhh... I really really hope I will have the time to do it. I think I'm going to SFO or Hayward tomorrow. I'm not sure. Maybe it's actually Daly City. AAARGH. I still have two finals, one quiz, and a last group presentation. *ehem* Groupmates where are you? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate brought temporary cellphones for the four of us to use. We had our lines cut off from At&amp;amp;t since it's costing us waaaaay exag, so our old phones are now useless. I wonder why it's not the same here and in the Philippines. Why can't we just buy new simcards? Sa Pilipinas, kung bago phone mo, lagay mo lang ung sim mo na luma o kaya bili ka ng bagong sim tapos lagay mo sa luma mong phone. Kung gusto mo magpa-line o magpa-prepaid, ikaw bahala. Magpa-unlock ka pa if you like para pwede lahat ng networks. It makes our lives easier. Here, you don't have any choice. Lahat line. Lahat gastos. Pangit pa ng phones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also miss renz and that's not new at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-3129183922861071610?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/3129183922861071610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/3129183922861071610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/06/updates-updates.html' title='Updates, Updates'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-2097394300744708537</id><published>2008-06-09T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T00:09:29.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Like Highschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;    I&lt;/span&gt; remember the instances when I, with my puffy eyes, had to come in late at class for the nth time. I hesitantly walked my way into my chair while the teacher was half through her discussion. I didn't mind the humiliation I will get from my teacher. What I thought of that time was what will my friends and classmates say. But then again, they already knew why and I was glad they were always there... just there... for me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;    I&lt;/span&gt;t's hard to live in a country far away from you true and longtime pals. I have friends from different generations, different countries, and different cultures, yet it is still not the same. My real chums can never be replaced. Also, it is difficult to be open about certain things to friends you've only met for how many months. It's not because you don't want to trust them, but iba talaga. Sometimes, I feel like bursting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;    N&lt;/span&gt;amimiss ko lang mga kaibigan ko. Yung mga taong kulang nalang sampalin ka at sabihan ka ng "Ayan ka nanaman," pero hindi nila ginagawa yun. Yung mga open 24/7. Yung mga  mahal ka unconditionally at di nagsasawa sa mga kahinaa't katopakan mo. Yung mga pwedeng mong iyakan hanggang matuyo na ang mga mata mo. Yung mga tutulungan mo din at sasamahan sa problema't saya. These are the buddies one makes from elementary, highschool, college, clubs, and orgs. These are the people you didn't ask to have, they just came and then stayed. These are the guys who won't leave you, who will be the best lending ears anyone could wish for, and who will surely be strong for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;alo na sa mga oras tulad nito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-2097394300744708537?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/2097394300744708537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/2097394300744708537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-remember-times-when-i-had-to-come-in.html' title='Just Like Highschool'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-2444094448460833897</id><published>2008-06-08T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T02:38:18.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;2-0!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muntik na humabol kanina oh. Go Kevin #5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-2444094448460833897?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/2444094448460833897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/2444094448460833897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/06/2nd-game.html' title='2nd Game'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-1769610232878818882</id><published>2008-06-07T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:11:15.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://images.multiply.com/multiply/multv.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="first_video_id=chariss016:video:58&amp;amp;base_uri=multiply.com&amp;amp;is_owned=1&amp;amp;security=VESq9CMTnsfuW5BxM3LrEQ" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" quality="high" height="420" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Since I'm updating my blog, I browsed my old comments, testimonials, messages, pictures, albums, videos, posts, and everything else I could. Then, I found this. HAHA. I saw myself in this video twice. I look so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nene&lt;/span&gt;. Please don't spot me!!! I think these shots were from 2003 to 2004. YOUNG I tell yah! As you can see, the cuts were not as better as the ones now. Of course, way back, it was nice and techie already. BUT, I love the song! I'm guessing that I know who made this vid. Credits to Charisse Furiscal for this video. Oh, before watching, please turn off the page music, so it won't irritate you. I mean if you really want to. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haiii... I awfully miss serving GOD and my community through &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cfcyouthforchrist.net/"&gt;Youth for Christ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-1769610232878818882?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/1769610232878818882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/1769610232878818882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/06/wahaha.html' title='Wahaha'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-6667506623478159050</id><published>2008-06-06T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:55:29.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SEpQ8fdNu8I/AAAAAAAAARo/gqmm5aCw_KQ/s320/DSC00171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209064919173807042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SEpRG9_i6hI/AAAAAAAAARw/H0EJJd7dlZs/s320/DSC00173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209065099169557010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SEpRw-aLgtI/AAAAAAAAASA/Ix9-aqEAmHY/s320/DSC00167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209065820835775186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SEpR5z-IwRI/AAAAAAAAASI/5ndena8N9VE/s320/DSC00174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209065972652622098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;or salty. =p&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ate Alet brought some strawberries home from their weekly &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday Breakfast&lt;/span&gt; at work and the moment I saw those tempting angels, I acted like a hungry little beast and went, "Oh-my-super-coolness!" Thanks 'te! I love strawberries. I rushed to wash a few and grab those scrumptious freshies into my greedy old mouth. And since my mama bought a googol tons of ice cream, [just kidding, but hey it's the biggest ice cream bucket I have ever seen in my entire life] I decided to concoct my own dessert a la mode. HAHA. Me and my big, I mean little, chef dreams. I offered some to Ate, but sad to say, after just a spoonful for me, it was all gone. She stole every bit while I was busy doing something else, ate all the yummy ice cream dough with syrup, and only left the juicy red piece on top. I tell you guys, sometimes, it's better not to share! HAHA. Anyway, I suddenly felt the urge for something less sweet, so I made my own version of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sloppie joie frenchie frie&lt;/span&gt;. Oooh Messy!!! It's better if you eat it with your hands and then lick your fingers when your done. HAHA. Actually, it made me miss hanging out in my school's cafeteria. I miss my favorite spicy curly fries and iced coffee which get me through my hunger. I also miss the friends I made in that building. I'm just being nostalgic. I always am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Btw, we have free special advance screening pass for "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hulk&lt;/span&gt;" movie at 7:30 this Monday. Here's the catch though, it's only for two and we are four in the family. I really wanted to go and watch, but I guess Ate's right. We should let our parents have their time alone together. They need a break from work. Date sila. Yikeee! HAHA. After all, we just recently watched Indiana Jones with Kuya Aides and my class ends at 7:40 that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Did I tell you? SHIA LABEOUF's hella hot! He's like my favorite spicy curly &lt;s&gt;fries&lt;/s&gt; actor. He should do more movies mehn!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-6667506623478159050?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/6667506623478159050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/6667506623478159050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/06/something-sweet.html' title='Something Sweet'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SEpQ8fdNu8I/AAAAAAAAARo/gqmm5aCw_KQ/s72-c/DSC00171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-3178512415502407938</id><published>2008-06-02T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:55:30.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>47 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I relish the fact that he hates our craziness in this snap. HAHA. Sometimes, I like to sweetly annoy him. Love you Wrenzie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SET_1Wvq_4I/AAAAAAAAAQc/qLXLmBzePSE/s1600-h/47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SET_1Wvq_4I/AAAAAAAAAQc/qLXLmBzePSE/s400/47.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207568361250815874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...And I still want/love/like/adore you very much even though we haven't talked today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-3178512415502407938?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/3178512415502407938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/3178512415502407938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/06/47-months.html' title='47 Months'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SET_1Wvq_4I/AAAAAAAAAQc/qLXLmBzePSE/s72-c/47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-2689282862067438609</id><published>2008-06-01T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:55:30.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace's Post Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was kinda like a United Nations [Colors =p] celebration. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SET6IKUlAKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/xaxmp19vzCo/s1600-h/grace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SET6IKUlAKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/xaxmp19vzCo/s400/grace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207562087263699106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. There were loads of Pinoy food which I was longing for. Thanks to Tita and Grace's effort to cook yummy Pinoy dishes, my cravings were oh-so-satisfied. I mostly stuffed myself with Pansit and Lumpia.  The Leche Flan was the shit. I super duper wuper miss it. I think I had three square slices. Diabetes alert!!! The ice cream cake was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;delisyoso&lt;/span&gt; as well. Some people confused Spaghetti sauce as salsa dip and the others thought it was the other way around. They were like, "How come my pasta is so spicy?" HAHA. Belated happy birthday GRACE! You threw a hella fun one! Magdrive ka na! Till next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's funny how some people, like me, take simple things for granted, while back then, they can have as much whenever and wherever they want them. Sigh. I just really miss Filipino parties and the special food that come with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-2689282862067438609?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/2689282862067438609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/2689282862067438609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/06/graces-post-birthday-bash.html' title='Grace&apos;s Post Birthday Bash'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SET6IKUlAKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/xaxmp19vzCo/s72-c/grace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-6777453796333738458</id><published>2008-05-29T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:55:30.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flag Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A hundred and ten years ago, in the municipality of Imus, Cavite, the Philippines' flag was raised proud and high for the very first time. Exactly last May 29, the official flag day celebration[Pinoy time], I felt like doing something to evince my Pinay pride. I submitted my youngest cousin, Angela a.k.a. "Krung-krung's," picture in Geloy's coool project/collection of proud Filipinos' photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I got it today. Ain't she sooo adorably&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kagigil&lt;/span&gt;? I just wanna pinch her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SETrMQZxmVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/mybgcjSJBeg/s1600-h/angela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SETrMQZxmVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/mybgcjSJBeg/s320/angela.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207545664941168978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, it wasn't really a big thing to do, but at least I did something even if I'm miles away. I'll send mine next. Haha.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-6777453796333738458?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/6777453796333738458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/6777453796333738458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/05/flag-day.html' title='Flag Day'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SETrMQZxmVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/mybgcjSJBeg/s72-c/angela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-8008089396477674650</id><published>2008-05-27T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:55:31.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Through Plastic Lens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guess what's inside this very cute plastic bag ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SD5l9uSCUNI/AAAAAAAAAPE/TjG5OY03gNg/s1600-h/h3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SD5l9uSCUNI/AAAAAAAAAPE/TjG5OY03gNg/s320/h3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205710330356977874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SD5lwOSCUMI/AAAAAAAAAO8/0EhJH249CSQ/s1600-h/h2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SD5lwOSCUMI/AAAAAAAAAO8/0EhJH249CSQ/s320/h2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205710098428743874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SD5lYuSCULI/AAAAAAAAAO0/QYiVhEnj2GU/s1600-h/h1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SD5lYuSCULI/AAAAAAAAAO0/QYiVhEnj2GU/s320/h1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205709694701818034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At last, I purchased my very own... "Give me an L-----O------M------O and what do you spell? LOMO!!!" Ate and I went out to buy ink cartridges for our useless HP printer, so I decided to finally get my cam as well. Ate was supposed to buy me a new camera, but she said no after knowing it wasn't digital. So what am I to do? SAVVVVVEEE. Just like the time I bought Pards. I have to sadly say buh-bye to coffee. Well, not actually save. It is learning how not to SPEND. And I did it! I really wanted a Fisheye2 since God-knows-when [2006], but I ended up buying a Holga which I think is better. [cause shit, it costs more, so it better be!] And it's not just any toy cam from the lomography society, it's the CMY version. I mean come on! Whoever thought of this edition is sooo amazingly coool. My two lovely favorite colors, Magenta and Cyan, is painted all over my new camera. I bet 'twas really made for me, so Imma hang it on my neck and flash it on my chest whenever I can!  HAHA. Ate told me she'd give me Fisheye lens for my birthday instead. That's 7 months from now. I can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I still need to save, I mean not spend, and as much as I am excited right now, I will check everything out tomorrow. Homework, you suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:250;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-8008089396477674650?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/8008089396477674650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/8008089396477674650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-life.html' title='World Through Plastic Lens'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SD5l9uSCUNI/AAAAAAAAAPE/TjG5OY03gNg/s72-c/h3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-7662111819242849976</id><published>2008-05-20T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T01:48:37.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking One Step at a Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dreams will come true in no time. I just have to take things slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many posts are still hidden. Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Renz gets to enjoy at Boracay today until Sunday, while I have to study study study. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-7662111819242849976?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/7662111819242849976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/7662111819242849976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/05/taking-one-step-at-time.html' title='Taking One Step at a Time'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-4748993764813270958</id><published>2008-05-18T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:00:13.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For God So Love Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"For God so loved the world that He gave us his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life." - John 3:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just want to share this very known verse in the bible that was today's gospel in the mass. It is not only world renowned, but it is close to my heart as well. Uhh personal reasons. Back when I never knew of evil things, death and robbery. And how popular can it get? It is printed out in every In N' Out cup. Check it out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P.S. I'm not sure if it is still imprinted at the bottom of Forever 21's plastic bags. Ooh and Cold Stone Steve Austin used it, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P.S.S. Not a wrestling fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-4748993764813270958?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/4748993764813270958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/4748993764813270958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-god-so-love-world.html' title='For God So Love Us'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-3351581073329719614</id><published>2008-04-24T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T13:38:09.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlicious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.guadazzling.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBA@JAoKCCAAAG7EN7k1/pcd-recap-ani-makeover-happy-group.gif?et=4NAOEn79WI94yoWq08O5aQ&amp;amp;nmid="&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.guadazzling.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBA@JAoKCCAAAG7EN7k1/pcd-recap-ani-makeover-happy-group.gif?et=4NAOEn79WI94yoWq08O5aQ&amp;amp;nmid=" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he four ladies I was rooting for since the beginning of the search won! Wee! Charlye didn't make the cut and I couldn't be happier. She's not "it." The rest--&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Natalie, Nichole, Tiffanie, and Chrystina-&lt;/span&gt;-were girlicious enough. If you haven't watch the finale yet, you better. Tiffanie did awesome and all four deserved to be part of the newest American girl group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; hope "Like Me" will be superb and they won't end up like Danity Kane. I bet it had leaked out in youtube or something now. Hehe. Hanap  mode ito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ow, for beauty versus the geek... Oh, beauty and the geek that is. I'm still waiting to find out which pair wins. Gosh, all these CW series make me glued to the screen again. CW, I'm begging you to please stop producing amazing shows because.... because they rock. I think this channel comes second to my fave, vh1. And I still love DK, but they're from MTV. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-3351581073329719614?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/3351581073329719614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/3351581073329719614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2008/04/girlicious.html' title='Girlicious'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-2944653295993333764</id><published>2007-12-10T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T01:55:54.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guada Mail!!!</title><content type='html'>Nedda, my Pinay friend asked me a little favor to pose for her as she needs shots for her Photography class. Haha. Model "kuno" for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also received a very special birthday greeting from a very special somebody which made me cry. He's done it again. And, he never ever fails. I have fallen over and over and over and over... These little things, they made me fell again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of birthdays and photo shoots, I'll be having my little party on the 14th. The theme of this little party is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...just wait till you get a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guada Mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah... Any pink pet iFlop for only 9 bucks at Kohl's or Bed, Bath and Beyond, new headphones from any gadget store, and a "Coffee with Marilyn Monroe" book from Barnes and Noble if you ever want to give me something, thank you very much! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*guada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-2944653295993333764?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/2944653295993333764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/2944653295993333764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/12/guada-mail.html' title='Guada Mail!!!'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-8881942282739586560</id><published>2007-12-05T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:04:28.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For my birthday, the upcoming Christmas celebration and the year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fisheye2, Frogeye or a Holga&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laptop or a new phone [no more motos for me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stuffed toy [Eeyore, Pucca, Hello Kitty, or a teddy bear]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;XOXO purse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taste Manila and other "basura/patapon/rugged/vintage" shirts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Renz&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's see, this was last year's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;Junkfood tee&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;Nail set&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Kimora Lee Simmons book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Roxy Sweater *** I got something else from Roxy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;Pink razr&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;Metallic havaianas or any pink/teal flops&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Guess bag with big G accent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;Chucks or Vans&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Pink &lt;s&gt;Nano&lt;/s&gt; *** I didn't get a pink one, but silver's fine. I also received an Ipod video. Both were just for my birthday. Lucky eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;Sony Cybershot&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; HK Stratocaster&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;Fare ticket to manila&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-8881942282739586560?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/8881942282739586560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/8881942282739586560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/12/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-1796330648928925373</id><published>2007-12-03T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:55:31.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar Hero's The BOMB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just can't believe I survived the 2nd day of December without killing myself by crying too much. In fact, I didn't even cry. I'm feeling good. Definitely good. Definitely good, but sad. Super duper sad. Why? Yesterday was a very special day for me and this better-half of mine and let's just say that it isn't so special anymore. He's not mine anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/R1Tw1JCnbbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/3eDxj1QW6jU/s1600-R/guitar_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/R1Tw1JCnbbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/R8957tvWXhA/s320/guitar_hero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139997870487203250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday, I played Guitar Hero with my cousin, Krystine and my friend, Nda. You might have heard it from someone already. I mean, hello, it's like the "in" thing nowadays.  Dad said it's too dumb for people who already knew how to play strings. Although I can play a real guitar, I still find it really awesome. Plus, it kept me sane in those saddest hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Final papers, 1 math midterm, 1 math finals and boom! It's vacation time! I wonder what I should do besides cleaning up the house. Hmmmm..... I know, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas break = Guitar Hero all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang! That'd be uber fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or probably, I should start to work now. For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-1796330648928925373?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/1796330648928925373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/1796330648928925373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/12/guitar-heros-bomb.html' title='Guitar Hero&apos;s The BOMB'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/R1Tw1JCnbbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/R8957tvWXhA/s72-c/guitar_hero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-3565581352616754954</id><published>2007-12-01T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:04:53.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi! My name is Panda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, so my mom and dad were ordering pizza when they were asked, as always, our zipcode or phone number. The pizza guy then questioned them, are you Panda? They were like, "huh? What the?" They went home wondering, told me the story and I figured out the pizza guy was pertaining to me. I ordered pizza there before and left my dad's number under my name in which I said I was Ada. Haha. I always used that nickname whenever I order in Quickly, Starbucks, or whatever food store because Ada is easier than Guada. Besides, it's time consuming when they ask for my name again and it kind of annoys me when they can't spell or pronounce my name right. Doesn't ADA sound less complicated? Panda? Oh my. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think. I do love this creature. I used to have a panda teddybear way back home in Manila. It was actually one of my favorites. I really miss it. Sigh. I don't even know what happened to it since I left. Oh well, I hope to see and touch a real one in the future, but I sooo want to hug any stuffed animal toy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first of December and I didn't even notice it. GASH. I'm going to get older again in 2 weeks. I better get my wish list ready for my birthday and this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have a happy December everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-3565581352616754954?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/3565581352616754954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/3565581352616754954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/12/hi-my-name-is-panda.html' title='Hi! My name is Panda'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-1117971305777667736</id><published>2007-11-29T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:05:05.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinas'/><title type='text'>Is there Hope for Pinoy Politics?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gat Andre's Day&lt;/span&gt; in the Philippines. I remember way back, November 30 was always declared as a holiday. Since it isn't commemorated here [I'm sure they don't even know he ever existed], I did my little research on him over the internet just to get the feel of it. I've been learning about his heroism in school ever since I can remember, but it's such a shame that I don't really know him at all. All I can remember was that he was some sort of a leader of the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Katipuneros&lt;/span&gt; during the Spanish colonization era. So who really is Andres Bonifacio? Why does he have a special day? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andres&lt;/span&gt; is known as "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kuya&lt;/span&gt;," for he took the place of his father and mother to his siblings when their parents died. He wrote the "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kartilya&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He was the brain of the famous Himagsikan, the one associated with "K.K.K." that is usually written over red cloth, which can always be seen during annual "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linggo ng Wika&lt;/span&gt;" celebrations. He was also known as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Supremo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He left two big questions. It is whether he was supposed to be the first president of the Philippines, or if he should become the real national hero rather than Jose Rizal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He was taken out from the Philippine currency.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He struggled to save the Philippines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And he, who was killed brutally and unjust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Andres, was truly a hero. Thanks to my effortless research, I finally understood how big of a deal he was and how sad it is that Filipinos don't really give him the importance and recognition he deserves. And for you people who don't even care, think again. He contributed to our country's freedom and pride. Thanks to this hero, you don't have any classes for today. That's how special he was. I think it's time we get to know all our heroes and be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I watched about Mr. Boni on youtube, too and  came across the I-witness 3-part special on him. The last part caught my attention and trust me, I thought it's a serious matter. It was about the history of the Philippine's Politics. It was stated that the first ever elections for president was cheated. That means, long long before, we already had problems on voting results. Poor "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inang Bayan&lt;/span&gt;." Although I'm not into politics, it saddens me to think about how she is continually harassed by unfair and greedy politicians. When will it ever stop? Hear for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yWwCTzMap0A&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yWwCTzMap0A&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So the question is? Will there ever be hope for the chaotic, crazy, messy, and sad to say bloody Pinoy politics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-1117971305777667736?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/1117971305777667736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/1117971305777667736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/11/is-there-hope-for-pinoy-politics.html' title='Is there Hope for Pinoy Politics?'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-7258658284411880597</id><published>2007-11-25T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:55:32.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sojourn'/><title type='text'>Bigger than Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The last week of November marks the Thanksgiving holiday for the American communities. Thanksgiving? What the hell is Thanksgiving? That was my question a year ago. Although I've heard and had seen it on television and movie screens, I only had a little idea about it. I still didn't get the  real sense of it. Last year, we did nothing extra-ordinary. Maybe because my family was just new here and that we were almost near to hating and leaving this country. Things changed and we are still here, so might as well celebrate it, too, along with other relatives who are also here and are accustomed to this tradition already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Pocahontas? The one from Disney? It's almost a close view to what it is about. But you know how Disney makes it a bit fictional right? So history books are  more accurate and true. Basically, it's about the Pilgrims from Europe that came to the land of the native American Indians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate the bountiful harvest and victorious battles they won, they had a feast where they brought the finest roasted turkey with gravy or cranberry sauce, pumpkin pies, mashed potatoes, and wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the first celebration in 1621 wasn't as glamorous, they only had corns, lobsters and gooses. It just improved to the modern feast people know today as years passed by. Although it is still a big question if native Americans really want to celebrate this holiday, it still goes on for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what really is Thanksgiving?&lt;br /&gt;It's not all about poultry, or the other expensive dishes.  Not about the clear wraps, foils and the leftovers. Neither the afternoon football games nor sleepy heads of hard working people. Not all about a long weekend vacation and not about the huge mall sales the day after. It is about the gathering of families and celebrating an important event in this country. It is reconnecting with loved ones, uniting this nation and appreciating how much blessings we should be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it bigger than Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;It is bigger because not everybody here is a Christian, but almost everyone, whatever religion they are, celebrates Thanksgiving. People actually look forward to this event more than Christmas. I'm always asked, what will I do for Thanksgiving not what will I do for December 25th? It's really hard to explain unless you're here, but I know you kinda see the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanksgiving "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pindoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Indo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; friends and my other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pinoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Friend had our little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Thanksgiving celebration at Amanda's place. I brought the famous Filipino Magic Sing and the rest was history. Sorry guitar hero, karaoke time! Pictures are not in order. I'm not sure if I have pictures of everyone who was there though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/R0uybU5fYSI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FxC2OGL5G4o/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/R0uybU5fYSI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FxC2OGL5G4o/s320/DSC00051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137395982482235682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/R0uyME5fYRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/-bPeP_QzVyE/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/R0uyME5fYRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/-bPeP_QzVyE/s320/DSC00024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137395720489230610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Devina with the songbook. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/R0uyC05fYQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/XL9VMKnR5BA/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/R0uyC05fYQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/XL9VMKnR5BA/s320/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137395561575440642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wacky boys, Adrian "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" and Calvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/R0uw9k5fYOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/iFdNwSyoUmQ/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/R0uw9k5fYOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/iFdNwSyoUmQ/s320/DSC00022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137394371869499618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Vicke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Sexy Janey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/R0ux7U5fYPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/XiPBa_7eK2s/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/R0ux7U5fYPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/XiPBa_7eK2s/s320/DSC00021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137395432726421746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miguel [who didn't let go of the mic], &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Vicke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Jane, Me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Deph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shop  Till You Drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know Thanksgiving is all about being grateful and appreciative and knowing that is what counts, but have you ever heard of Black Friday? Well, since thanksgiving falls on a long weekend vacation and people don't come to school or work, mall owners take advantage and use it as a big shopping event. Talk about money making strategies! A girl like me can't resist s-h-o-p-p-i-n-g. This day also serves as the beginning of Christmas shopping. It was started by Macy's Mall during the 20's and later on had acquired the name Black Friday. I don't know why, but it is called that way. Perhaps it is because of the chaotic shopping spree and the heaviest TRAFFIC jam someone will ever encounter over the year. Think I'm kidding? No way. It was really absurd. People even camped out outside stores just to get the best bargains early in the morning. I got free shopping from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Titas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and my Lola, but I didn't get to buy myself a laptop. They were selling it for less than half the price as early as 4 a.m. It was too late when I found out. I'm never a morning person and our family celebration ended at 2 a.m. I'd probably wait till next year. How was your Thanksgiving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-7258658284411880597?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/7258658284411880597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/7258658284411880597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/11/bigger-than-christmas.html' title='Bigger than Christmas'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/R0uybU5fYSI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FxC2OGL5G4o/s72-c/DSC00051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-8499115618906907393</id><published>2007-11-22T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:05:39.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Turkey Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's Thanksgiving today. It means Antioch for the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpehjZ20j4M&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpehjZ20j4M&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;*guada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-8499115618906907393?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/8499115618906907393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/8499115618906907393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-turkey-day.html' title='Happy Turkey Day!!!'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-7175745859036493441</id><published>2007-11-20T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T01:56:42.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates, Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I thought my Saturday was really amazing just because I saw Paris Hilton, but that was until I saw this certain special someone over the webcam. It wasn't the famous girl who really made that day at all. It was this super special guy who still makes me smile even if things are so messed up between the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngiti ko mukhang tanga and it was pass 2 a.m. already. I felt so kilig. Super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was homework day and yesterday was more homework for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And yeah!!! I got my very first ATM card!!! It was sent to me last weekend. I'm sorry if this is too low for you, but I sooo have one.  Oh my gulay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip girl is getting sooo exciting now. Can't wait for the next episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed my typing test today. Oh wait. Let me repeat that again. I aced my typing test today!!! I also got a rate of 44 when all I need to pass is 19. I feel sooooooo goood right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more final exam for a health technology class, one for writing, two for math, 3 essays for another writing class and I'm sooo done. Yehesss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 12 and 25, I am sooo looking for both of you!!! For now, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;advance happy Thanksgiving everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-7175745859036493441?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/7175745859036493441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/7175745859036493441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/11/update-update.html' title='Updates, Updates'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-8977693247759214708</id><published>2007-11-16T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:06:06.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>List #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Eating disorders: What are they?&lt;br /&gt;2. Marilyn Monroe and The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;3. 500 Greatest trips of a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;4. New solo artists and bands from UK&lt;br /&gt;5. Feet&lt;br /&gt;6. De Anza College&lt;br /&gt;7. Celebrity Crushes&lt;br /&gt;8. Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;9. Marijuana and its effects&lt;br /&gt;10. Friends migrating in USA&lt;br /&gt;11. Scribbles and Doodles&lt;br /&gt;12. [Insert love life here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have time to write about this stuff. I want to go to Divisoria!!! I feel so random right now. Anyway, I'm just so happy I finished my keyboarding class today!!! Good Job Guadz!!! 25 freaking lessons and I did it all!!! Shall I see Paris Hilton tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-8977693247759214708?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/8977693247759214708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/8977693247759214708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/11/if-i-fell.html' title='List #1'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-1745938034306839801</id><published>2007-11-15T17:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:06:28.726-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Two hundred views? People are actually reading my blog. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Oh My&lt;/span&gt;: Bobombahin daw school ko???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"A bomb threat was called in to the De Anza College Campus Center on October 1, and another threat was called in to the De Anza Bookstore on Oct. 18, at approximately 3:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The suspect who called in the De Anza bomb threat had a man's voice, and the Campus Center Kitchen staff was cleared out for approximately 30 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The suspect who called in the second threat had a woman's voice and said a phrase similar to "someone is going to die, something is going to happen like 9/11, someone is going to die." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La Voz Weekly, volume 41, issue 6, page 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nung nabasa ko ito sa pahayagan ng aking paaralan, siyempre ang unang reaksyon ko, tae, pati ba naman dito tapos sa eskwelahan ko pa? Sa totoo lang, natakot ako pumasok pagkabasa ko nun, pero sabi ng guro ko sa pagsusulat, ganun daw talaga dito sa lahat ng mga kolehiyo lalo na't malapit na ang huling eksaminasyon at dagsaan ang pasahan ng mga proyekto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard na talaga magtagalog ng straight. Mukhang trying hard. Anyway, okay, so I get the picture. Kapit patalim talaga eh. Medyo gumaan na din ang feeling ko at pumapasok pa naman ako until now. Ibig sabihin na sa Pinas, may tamad pero hindi siguro kasing tamad ng mga tao dito na kailangan pa nilang mageskandalo. What if it's real? Waah. Nakakatakot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do read my school's newspaper. I read it every week. I can't wait to get my hands on the next week's issue and if that is weird, then I am definitely weird. Other than that, I often read this flyer/brochure type full of not-so-academic information which I can get from the basement of the Campus Center. That is where I knew about my....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Oh My! moment&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I have signs of eating disorders. I may have an eating disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd Oh My! moment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an early Christmas gift. Yes, I finally got my financial award from the government. Nux. Feeling scholar naman ako. Haha. At feeling ko din nanalo ako sa isang game show. Sana nasa Pilipinas nalang ako. After ko islpit ung kalahati sa savings account,  ishoshopping ko talaga ung natira ng todo-todo. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th not-so-Oh My! moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Oh my ang saya! Wala nanaman akong pasok bukas dahil tinamad nanaman ang teacher ko. Haha. Akalain mo yun, I only went to school for three days this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5th Oh My! moment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw someone wearing the same shirt he has yesterday. If I'm right, I think that is the first shirt he wore in which I told him he looked cute on. Now, I can't stop thinking about him more. Mehn! Why do I have to miss him so bad? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Worthwhile Cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was browsing over the net, I came across this Filipina teen's website. I don't know who she is and she doesn't know how she touched my heart with her hopes so high. Help this girl hear again. Click &lt;a href="http://hearyeah.multiply.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-1745938034306839801?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/1745938034306839801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/1745938034306839801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-my.html' title='Oh My!'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-6914355185326657268</id><published>2007-11-14T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:06:38.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sojourn'/><title type='text'>Top Ten City Boat Trips</title><content type='html'>10. Mersey Ferry, Liverpool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;9. Naples to Capri Ferry, Italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Venice Vaporetto, Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;7. Bosphorus Ferry, Istanbul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Brisbane City Cat, Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;5. Star Ferry, Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. New Orleans to Algiers Ferry, Louisiana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;3. San Francisco to Sau Salito Ferry, California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Staten Island Ferry, New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Vancouver Ferries, Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nine more to go for me. Come on Guada, dream on! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You LORD. Today could be the happiest yet. Sana Tuloy-tuloy na and maybe, someday, he'd join me in completing this list. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-6914355185326657268?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/6914355185326657268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/6914355185326657268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/11/top-ten-city-boat-trips.html' title='Top Ten City Boat Trips'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-1652001762320363623</id><published>2007-11-13T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T14:33:02.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Gossip Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today, I went to class without brushing my hair and I just used my black trusty headband again to keep it from getting on my face. I was simple and I feel awfully pretty. Haha. I'm also in lesson 20 already for my typing class. 6 more to go! Hooray! But that doesn't matter, I'm here to talk about "Gossip Girl!!!" You gotta love it talaga. Makes me want to go to New York more and more. Someday Guada, you will be able to go there, too. Hehe. Imma save some moolahs talaga. Thanks to CW website for keeping me happy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.R.I.E.N.D.S., Charmed, Fullhouse and 7th Heaven maybe old school, but they will always be the best for me. I don't really like Grey's Anatomy, Heroes, Kyle XY, One Tree Hill, Prison Break, The Hills, Laguna Beach, The OC, and the other whatev new series that sprouted over the past 2 years on television screens, but this is an exception. I labbb it. Blaire, Oh Blaire is sooooo gorgeous sporting her brunette curls. She is more noticeable than Serena. Buti nalang maganda siya, kasi kontrabida na siya, pangit pa, kawawa naman siya. Haha. Oh gossip girl who can you be??? Here's a sneak peak from &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://youtube.com/"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt; of the newest, coolest, awesomest TV series:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YjGvJZoUCjU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YjGvJZoUCjU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of course this special someone made me happier. I guess.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;            xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;guada*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-1652001762320363623?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/1652001762320363623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/1652001762320363623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/11/gossip-girl.html' title='Gossip Girl'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-9035087749676181844</id><published>2007-11-11T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:55:35.448-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sojourn'/><title type='text'>A Squad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeXqw9oJKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/u62Q5AIAx9s/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeXqw9oJKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/u62Q5AIAx9s/s320/DSC00025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131737061365654690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Squad, as in Art Squad. I'm not sure. I just made that up. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/Rzeb-A9oJSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RsU5vJurbs4/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/Rzeb-A9oJSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RsU5vJurbs4/s320/DSC00021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131741790124647714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One potential tambayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeU-A9oJJI/AAAAAAAAAHM/7IPjfSsbsvY/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeU-A9oJJI/AAAAAAAAAHM/7IPjfSsbsvY/s320/DSC00026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131734093543253138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Music classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeUYw9oJII/AAAAAAAAAHE/YSGcUUrk3PE/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeUYw9oJII/AAAAAAAAAHE/YSGcUUrk3PE/s320/DSC00015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131733453593126018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sculpting classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeUJg9oJHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LRrWCJd0RgE/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeUJg9oJHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LRrWCJd0RgE/s320/DSC00014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131733191600120946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeTwQ9oJGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Mn9L-4c44L8/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeTwQ9oJGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Mn9L-4c44L8/s320/DSC00013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131732757808424034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pottery and Paint classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeeUg9oJTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-fyzJmvcv8k/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeeUg9oJTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-fyzJmvcv8k/s320/DSC00023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131744375694959922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeZeA9oJMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hxNiMUxQouw/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeZeA9oJMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hxNiMUxQouw/s320/DSC00017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131739041345578178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeYlw9oJLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/E-qgW3wFQg0/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeYlw9oJLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/E-qgW3wFQg0/s320/DSC00016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131738074977936562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeZyg9oJNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/y2fQEWYGs9E/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeZyg9oJNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/y2fQEWYGs9E/s320/DSC00022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131739393532896466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzebmQ9oJRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JU2XJxPqTVE/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzebmQ9oJRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JU2XJxPqTVE/s320/DSC00020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131741382102754578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanna try it someday, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/Rzebag9oJQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/RH_GivCp0l0/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/Rzebag9oJQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/RH_GivCp0l0/s320/DSC00019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131741180239291650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drying time for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/Rzeacg9oJPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BY89MLEXW3U/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/Rzeacg9oJPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BY89MLEXW3U/s320/DSC00018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131740115087402226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scratch clays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes, I think this is a photoblog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey! No classes tomorrow! Thanks to Veteran's Day, we have a long weekend Holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feast pala ni St. Martin De Tours, ang aming Parish Patron. Yun lang, hindi ko man lang nafeel. Hindi man lang grande yung misa o kakaiba kahit papano, wala man lang kadesign design ung simbahan. Samantalang sa Parokya namin sa Project 6, piyesta kung piyesta talaga. Halos isang buong buwan ng kasiyahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-9035087749676181844?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/9035087749676181844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/9035087749676181844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/11/squad.html' title='A Squad'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzeXqw9oJKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/u62Q5AIAx9s/s72-c/DSC00025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-5728543390361627453</id><published>2007-11-10T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:55:35.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrist, Love, Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzZHOQ9oJFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pl2yehmofJE/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzZHOQ9oJFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pl2yehmofJE/s320/DSC00032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131367135832450130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Super hilig ko sa bracelets, meaning, any variety. As in kahit anong isunusuot sa kamay. I am in love with those tiny pieces of art. Any friend of mine can attest to that. I pile them up all over my left hand. Take note, only on my left hand. I know it kinda sounds silly. Three, four, five, or more, it doesn't matter. I like them madami. Sometimes including a watch, but that  is very often because I'm not a big fan of  looking at the time on my wrist. In other days, I try to be simple and just use this particular band which I sometimes wear with another pink and white bracelet signifying my friendship with my bestfriend, Valerie. We have the same kasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular band was given to me by Renz. His school's name was printed on it. I wear it because when I do, I feel the connection between the two of us even if we are miles and miles and miles apart. He owned and have worn it before he gave it to me, so it feels like I carry a part of him with me whenever and wherever. I knew it was special to him and I proudly wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes clumsy guada and looses it. I decided to take it off one day after what happened to us. It just makes me sad, miss and think about him more whenever I accidentally glance over it. I slept past 2 am yesterday morning just trying to look for my San Beda College wrist band. I knew I placed it in my green striped bag's side pockets or just in my blue skinny jeans that day. It wasn't made from gold, diamond, pearl, or whatever precious material, but I went ballistic and got depressed. I've searched for it both in my bag and jeans a million times already, so hope was lost that I can ever find it. I hardly accepted the fact that it might have fallen somewhere in school or in the bus and that it is really gone. I thought I can never touch or see it anymore. I cried and just decided to go to sleep already as I have a morning class tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same night, I asked mama if she had seen any red band. She said she did and it was on our small altar. I didn't know how or why it made it's way there, but somehow it did, and it wasn't lost after all. In fact, I'm wearing it now again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The reason why I got so paranoid is because I know deep in my heart that I must not lose or even misplace it. Just because maybe, the person who gave it to me indeed made a big impact on my life, and yes, that dirty  yet lovely junk is something that I hold on to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For some reason, God knows what I treasure and love most, so perhaps, if they get lost, He'd return them to me. That is only if I deserve to have them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know payatot na ako again. Sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-5728543390361627453?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/5728543390361627453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/5728543390361627453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/11/wrist-love-lost.html' title='Wrist, Love, Lost'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RzZHOQ9oJFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pl2yehmofJE/s72-c/DSC00032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-4174920196194041479</id><published>2007-11-04T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:07:37.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Survey'/><title type='text'>First Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is supposedly when daylight savings time take place. I am waiting for it.  See? it's past midnight already and I'm here staying up real late. Okay, this is just an excuse. I'm waiting for Renz. He isn't coming. Who am I kidding? He just came home form Palawan. I better sleep, but first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] redhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] brunette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] dirty blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] blue-eyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] brown-eyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] green-eyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] hazel eyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] gold/gray eyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] glasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] contacts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] braces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] freckles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] piercings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] tatoos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] long hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] short hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] med. Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Your nationality includes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Indian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Taiwanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Japanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Hispanic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Nicoya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Puerto Rican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Chicana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Italian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Scottish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] Filipino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Armenian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Dutch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] French&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] German&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Irish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Greek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] Portuguese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Polish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Korean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Jamacian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Canadian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Lithuanian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Native American&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Russian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] British&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] African&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] Spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Hungarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] Swedish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Your favorite color(s) are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] blue ---&gt;teal, aqua, bluegreen, cyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Some sports/physical things you have done seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] soccer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] cheerleading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] lacrosse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] field hockey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] hockey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] softball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] wrestling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] gymnastics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] track/cross country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] volleyball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] baseball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] golf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] playing in the mud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] playing music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] hiking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] kayaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] camping&lt;br /&gt;[x] swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] horseback riding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] tennis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Your personality is sometimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] annoying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] talkative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] bubbly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] spazzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] fun loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] laid back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] strict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] hyper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;The music you like is/are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] rap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] rock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] pop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] hiphop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] r&amp;amp;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] slow jams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] christian (rock)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] classical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] techno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] oldies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] punk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] metal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] reggae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] goth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] latin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] hardcore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] jazz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;The pets you have had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] lizard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] rat/hamster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] ferret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] rabbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] ducks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] chickens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; ---&gt; big time? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;You like to wear are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] plain t-shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] sweatshirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] stockings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] high heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] sneakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] pj pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] boxers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] dresses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] mini skirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] long skirts&lt;br /&gt;[x] accessories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] watches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] hoop earring(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] toe socks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] flip flops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] halter tops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] stilettos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; ---&gt; but I'm not priveleged. =( sorry naman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;How do you like to wear your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] ponytail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] pigtails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] messy bun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] half ponytail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] scrunched/curly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] prim bun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] crimped ---&gt; no, I  want a messy and salty beach hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] with a bandanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] french braids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] lots of little braids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] gel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;You're mostly labeled as?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] goth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] prep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] punk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] hippie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] nerd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] ditzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] hyper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] I hate labels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] I have no idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] crazy as hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;You eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] dessert every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; ---&gt; today and last night I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] no meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] diet stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] healthy foods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] junk foods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] a lot of carbs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;A typical Saturday night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] mall with friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] partying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] watching movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] going to the club &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] staying home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] babysitting and getting $$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] hanging out w/ my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] hanging out w/ your boyfriend ---&gt;wish ko lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] working while your friends are out having fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] grounded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] youth group ---&gt; in pinas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Currently you are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x]in a relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] single and lovin' it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] crushing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] single and looking for someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] just broke up. . . and so sad about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Online, you use:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] sup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] stfu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] ty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] jk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] ttyl ---&gt; ano raw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] lylas/lylab ---&gt; at ano naman ito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] g2g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] ^_^ or 0_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Did you like this survey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] TOTALLY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ ] no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] it was ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[x] it was something to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-4174920196194041479?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/4174920196194041479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/4174920196194041479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-meme.html' title='First Meme'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-1638053223502026498</id><published>2007-10-13T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:55:38.485-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beatles'/><title type='text'>Strawberry Fields Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RxGod7BTdjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ok7yKnHFhTk/s1600-h/personaluse2_9050019%7EA-Makeshift-Peace-Sign-of-Flowers-Lies-on-Top-John-Lennon-s-Strawberry-Fields-Memorial-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RxGod7BTdjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ok7yKnHFhTk/s320/personaluse2_9050019%7EA-Makeshift-Peace-Sign-of-Flowers-Lies-on-Top-John-Lennon-s-Strawberry-Fields-Memorial-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121059483309798962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter much to me.&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low.&lt;br /&gt;That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right.&lt;br /&gt;That is I think it's not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;Always know sometimes think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.&lt;br /&gt;I think a "No," I mean a "Yes," but it's all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;That is I think I disagree.&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yoko's project, a place in New York, named after John Lennon's song. One of the places I'll save up for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-1638053223502026498?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/1638053223502026498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/1638053223502026498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/10/strawberry-fields-forever.html' title='Strawberry Fields Forever'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RxGod7BTdjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ok7yKnHFhTk/s72-c/personaluse2_9050019%7EA-Makeshift-Peace-Sign-of-Flowers-Lies-on-Top-John-Lennon-s-Strawberry-Fields-Memorial-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281655706259206480.post-8609872874061416024</id><published>2007-09-24T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:55:38.781-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>Twas' unusually, unexpectedly fun. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RviffSy9kkI/AAAAAAAAADU/R9VT7FGhLX0/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RviffSy9kkI/AAAAAAAAADU/R9VT7FGhLX0/s320/DSC00010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114012736849547842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tiring new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281655706259206480-8609872874061416024?l=guadafermil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/8609872874061416024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281655706259206480/posts/default/8609872874061416024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guadafermil.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>Guada Fermil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14304673801621443110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/SOaNx-8QgVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkv4pidMRUg/S220/stencil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfIdzYSC7SY/RviffSy9kkI/AAAAAAAAADU/R9VT7FGhLX0/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
