<?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-7578732027273840832</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:02:38.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MURTEE!:x</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>216</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-5178188193620687024</id><published>2008-06-28T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T03:21:46.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DON'T LIKE HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. :)) c'mon! LAKAS NG LOOB MO MAG TAG AH! kala mo di kita kilala? tss. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-5178188193620687024?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/feeds/5178188193620687024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578732027273840832&amp;postID=5178188193620687024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5178188193620687024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5178188193620687024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-dont-like-him.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-1437607258476757050</id><published>2008-06-24T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T18:22:00.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday 06.24.08</title><content type='html'>heyo, sorry for not posting yesterday. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. today was hella fun as usual. first subject was computer. supposed to be tomorrow afternoon pa but there's this drug thingy blabla shiznit tomorrow. so there, the schedule for tomorrow afternoon was moved to the 1st subject today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were all sleepy during computer. hahaha. gaaaaahd! mrs. Yumul. :| virus,spam,virus,spam and more virus and spam. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second subject was math. urgh. BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then break time. hahaha! i wasted my time going around the canteen because of nigel and leejay. haha. 15 minutes to eat the oh-so-yummy-carbonara. and no, i'm not being sarcastic. lol. hahaha! oh well. chit chat with Yuji,Ariana,Ola,Kys,Trish and Keyth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd subject was filipino. fun as always! we had our 1st quiz. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alibata&lt;/span&gt;. :D dale shiznit. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WALA AKONG NA KWENTO. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4th subject was music. EJ LILAM AS SUB TEACHER! laughtrip. :)) explain the Montessori bells, bell rest board, hammer stick and felt stick! the best. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"bernal, minus 1!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"lilam, in english! write on the right side!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thereeeeeeee. after that, lunch time!&lt;br /&gt;bought sal,leejay and nigel rice and hotdogs plus iced tea. haha. in short, i bought their lunch. they kept on saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"thanks ha, next time ulit!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"wag niyo gagalitin si drea! di na yan bibili ng pagkain!"&lt;br /&gt;"swerte ni sal classmate niya si andrea!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHAHAHA. and oh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;E and A&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were chit-chatting outside our classroom. :&gt; kilig much! in fairness, they're &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;bagay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; to each other&lt;/span&gt;. :)) the others were teasing me that i should chit-chat with uhhh.. nevermind. :P&lt;br /&gt;so there, nigel and macky were teasing E and A. they're "lovers" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DAW&lt;/span&gt;. psssh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"oh, lovers in the philippines!"&lt;/span&gt; - nigel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"hali ka na nga, tayo nalang!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UHHHMMM.. I'M GETTING LAZY ALREADY. :)) RAWR!&lt;br /&gt;english and TLE was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i shall go now. i still have a lot of homeworks to do. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;btw, WE'RE NOT IN GOOD TERMS AGAIN. I DON'T KNOW WHY. :| LAST WEEK HE WAS LIKE SO SUPER DAMN NICE TO ME AND THEN OUT OF NOWHERE HE STARTED TO UHM.. IGNORE ME? I DON'T KNOW. HAHA. MAYBE? YEA, I THINK SO. LOL. :D&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT SURE IF IT'S BECAUSE OF THE GAME THAT WE PLAYED DURING TLE LAST WEEK COS' MS. HABAN AND CHE ASKED ME IF THERE'S A CHANCE THAT I WOULD FALL FOR HIM. AND I ANSWERED.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt; nga eh. hahaha. lol. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE-O. :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-1437607258476757050?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1437607258476757050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1437607258476757050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/06/tuesday-062408.html' title='tuesday 06.24.08'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-7238417844471928793</id><published>2008-06-22T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T02:40:32.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIIIIIIIII!</title><content type='html'>hi people. i've been really really really really really busy with school.&lt;br /&gt;urgh. homework here, homework there, homework everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously don't know what to post.&lt;br /&gt;i have like bajillions of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kwento's&lt;/span&gt; but i don't know where to start. the 1st 2 weeks of high school has been really fun. as in capital F-U-N. hahaha. lol. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thereeeeeeee. i'm like super duper getting along with some of my guy classmates. :)) namely, nicolo,sal and.. uhh.. nevermind. :)) it's like 2 weeks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa-lang&lt;/span&gt; of school but lots of things happened already. like new love teams. E and A!  fyi, i'm not talking about myself. :) some other A. okay? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm.. ahhh.. i'm having &lt;u&gt;bittersweet&lt;/u&gt; feelings for someone. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ang  loser ko&lt;/span&gt;. :)) hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Wala pang nangyayari, like friends lang kami. but, feeling ng ibang batchmates namin, may something naaaaaaaa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;GAAAAAAAAAH. I SWEAR I HAVE BAJILLIONS OF STORIES TO POST!&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE I'M GONNA TRY TO POST AT LEAST EVERYDAY. :|&lt;br /&gt;but, that's all for now. :P i'll just post again tomorrow since there's no classes. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye-o. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-7238417844471928793?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/7238417844471928793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/7238417844471928793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/06/hiiiiiiiii.html' title='HIIIIIIIII!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6167252781141937863</id><published>2008-06-14T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:50:52.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI PEOPLE!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first week of school was hella fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. magallanes is our adviser. we love her already!:D&lt;br /&gt;so there, i have nothing to blog about cos' i don't knowww. hahaha. first 4 days of high school was already fun. :)  che,pat and mika are in section A already. while max,louie rose,kys and trish are in B. oh well, bonding during lunch break and dismissal. oh,  i love them to death. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dale carneige was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;. it wasn't that bad. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;June 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day baby!:D&lt;br /&gt;science,english and TLE.&lt;br /&gt;we we're so quite during science and english.. heehee!:D&lt;br /&gt;and in TLE? uhm.. HAHAHAHAHAHA. :))&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ms. haban! bestfriend!!"&lt;br /&gt;"bye ms. haban! we love youuuuuu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;June 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;steady. English,math,science history,RHGP,computer and Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;super fun breaktime.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; barahan &lt;/span&gt;to the highest level! ruy was dancing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so there, Ryan,ruy and ej's forever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hirits&lt;/span&gt; during Filipino.  laughtrip!&lt;br /&gt;since Ms. pitargue was telling us a story about her trip to Singapore.. the 3 weirdo's kept on saying side comments about the zoo and all that stuff in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ma'am yan si ruy parang budha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ruy&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oo, tapos maraming naka sabit sakin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan and EJ&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bling bling!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"paparappappap... CHINATOWN!" - &lt;/span&gt;ruy&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ma'am naka-kita kayo ng ka-mukha ruy sa zoo?" -&lt;/span&gt; ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"yan, buhay na buhay si andrea sa singapore! maraming mall!"&lt;/span&gt; - ruy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;June 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;okay, i cant remember what happened. :|  all of us were looking forward to filipino and TLE. since we love ms. pitargue and ms. haban so so much. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"A for andrea!"&lt;/span&gt; - ruy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;June 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LT shiznit! 3 demerits for me. :| shoes,nails and.. i don't know. :)) bummer!&lt;br /&gt;science was okay. and english too.&lt;br /&gt;1 hour lunch for 1A. the line at the canteen was way friggin' long. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;VE and RHGP after lunch. 3 hours with mrs. mags!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UHHHHMMM. AAAAAAHH. I HAVE TO DO MY HOMEWORK&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; NOW. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-6167252781141937863?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6167252781141937863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6167252781141937863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi-peopled-first-week-of-school-was.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-4781911551855040466</id><published>2008-06-07T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:45.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ob&lt;/span&gt; yesterday to get my vest changed cos' it's small. hahaha. and i bought the ob bag already plus the things that i still ain't have. mika was there! bonding bonding. :) the line in the bookstore was long. errr. i stayed there for almost an hour for that. psssh. saw pauline and jireh also. chit chat with them and then i went home afterwards. and then went to town to look for the purrfect shoes. okay, i failed. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala akong nakita na matino.&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEoHQznfOzI/AAAAAAAAASA/80xXxtxPl44/s1600-h/Photo3335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEoHQznfOzI/AAAAAAAAASA/80xXxtxPl44/s200/Photo3335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208983904322534194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEoHn5JzmfI/AAAAAAAAASI/AKZkWTZZXKY/s1600-h/Photo3358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEoHn5JzmfI/AAAAAAAAASI/AKZkWTZZXKY/s200/Photo3358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208984300945644018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today is the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;choreographer'z birth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;concert in ateneo theater. my hip hop teacher invited us to watch it cos' he's going to perform together with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teacher CL,the all stars,hot legs,xtatic and so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; but unfortunately i couldn't come. hello, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;katipunan&lt;/span&gt;! i was supposed to watch it with my sister and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEteNJFJO2I/AAAAAAAAASo/nlBDfFH-xt8/s1600-h/1_117166751l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEteNJFJO2I/AAAAAAAAASo/nlBDfFH-xt8/s400/1_117166751l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209360973852916578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;choreographer'z concert is the &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ever dance concert in the philippines.  it is a showcase of different Hip-hop styles ranging from Breakdancing, Popping, Locking, Krumping, LA Style, Wacking, and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;urgh. i want to come. :( i wonder if he's still coming to ateneo.. hmmm. :))&lt;br /&gt;oh well, I'll just text teacher lawrence later and wish him luck. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;KRUMP PINOY&lt;/span&gt;!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7578732027273840832-4781911551855040466?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4781911551855040466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4781911551855040466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/06/went-to-ob-yesterday-to-get-my-vest.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEoHQznfOzI/AAAAAAAAASA/80xXxtxPl44/s72-c/Photo3335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-1307227126471814422</id><published>2008-06-05T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:47.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>swimming at tropical palace with shane,jen and che today. plus rj and john's friends.&lt;br /&gt;super fun day! i love them! went there around 1:50 pm and then we waited for jen to come. jen actually went to the wrong place. she went to phase 1 instead of phase 3! so there, we we're bored na so we decided to swim already. she arrived after 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;so there, swimming! talked about boys and some other shizz.&lt;br /&gt;my clothes got so wet. :| dayuuuum!&lt;br /&gt;okay, i seriously don't know what to say cos' i don't know. hahaha. :p&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEftxHTK70I/AAAAAAAAARA/gles-eI707U/s1600-h/Photo3258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEftxHTK70I/AAAAAAAAARA/gles-eI707U/s320/Photo3258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208392922106097474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TP!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfrjUpQ4oI/AAAAAAAAAQg/EYKzY6Qo71Q/s1600-h/Photo3218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfrjUpQ4oI/AAAAAAAAAQg/EYKzY6Qo71Q/s200/Photo3218.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208390486146998914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfsIY9HbRI/AAAAAAAAAQo/X51E0TFZfmU/s1600-h/Photo3241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfsIY9HbRI/AAAAAAAAAQo/X51E0TFZfmU/s200/Photo3241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208391122959166738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEftJ38ZjJI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/69-Z6K0wuTQ/s1600-h/Photo3250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEftJ38ZjJI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/69-Z6K0wuTQ/s200/Photo3250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208392247969156242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfs1mMGuGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/OUjJ887peF4/s1600-h/Photo3245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfs1mMGuGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/OUjJ887peF4/s200/Photo3245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208391899605809250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfuZxZht0I/AAAAAAAAARI/0tUuYzVeM3w/s1600-h/Photo3260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfuZxZht0I/AAAAAAAAARI/0tUuYzVeM3w/s200/Photo3260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208393620601812802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfwhFrnFvI/AAAAAAAAARg/5j4fi3hKR1k/s1600-h/Photo3263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfwhFrnFvI/AAAAAAAAARg/5j4fi3hKR1k/s200/Photo3263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208395945328711410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfvmJL0hoI/AAAAAAAAARY/najvLZfloLM/s1600-h/Photo3262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfvmJL0hoI/AAAAAAAAARY/najvLZfloLM/s200/Photo3262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208394932656834178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfw64_VRaI/AAAAAAAAARo/b5H8zEB6i70/s1600-h/Photo3280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfw64_VRaI/AAAAAAAAARo/b5H8zEB6i70/s200/Photo3280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208396388598367650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfxLCZrx6I/AAAAAAAAARw/MjaF_scvyV0/s1600-h/Photo3281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfxLCZrx6I/AAAAAAAAARw/MjaF_scvyV0/s200/Photo3281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208396666002720674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfxYASk2NI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xbSgybbw4AM/s1600-h/Photo3284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEfxYASk2NI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xbSgybbw4AM/s200/Photo3284.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208396888774334674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i swear to god i so love this day! we're planning to go the che's bar on saturday or sunday.&lt;br /&gt;we gon' drink and party. hahaha! i just hope it pushes through. :)&lt;br /&gt;check &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://chilicake.multiply.com/"&gt;my multiply&lt;/a&gt; for more pictures!:D&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/7578732027273840832-1307227126471814422?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1307227126471814422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1307227126471814422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/06/swimming-at-tropical-palace-with.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEftxHTK70I/AAAAAAAAARA/gles-eI707U/s72-c/Photo3258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6576546282036930685</id><published>2008-06-04T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T06:28:58.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged!</title><content type='html'>i got tagged by macy,sarina and sarah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You share 8 things that your readers don't know about you. Then at the end you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going.&lt;br /&gt;* each blogger must post these rules first.&lt;br /&gt;* each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;* bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.&lt;br /&gt;* at the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;* don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i eat a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yeah, i really do. :)) but i don't get fat. so.. it's all good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my shirts are arranged by colors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really OC when it comes to my clothes. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i am allergic to chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:| nuf said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have a thing with guys who's good at dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for example.. :)) hahahaha! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have a crush on Ed westwick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ehhh. :)) he's hot! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i'm a book worm. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i lalalalove reading books like from the files of madison finn and gossip girl. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i dance in front of the mirror whenever i'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my forever past time! i do this almost every night. around 8:30 to 9. my mom always gets irritated when i do this cos' the music is always in full volume. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;dancing actually makes me calm down when i'm mad. heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i crush alot and i fall for sweet guys easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUDGERRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M TAGGING WHOEVER WANTS TO DO THIS THAAAANG. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-6576546282036930685?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6576546282036930685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6576546282036930685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged.html' title='tagged!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-8611385653117002788</id><published>2008-06-03T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:48.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random post.w</title><content type='html'>i seriously want to scream right now.&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad, really really bad. i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is going to be random. sorry!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"if you just realized wha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;t i just realized, then we'd be perfect for each other and we'll never find another."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, weird feelings. :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking about him makes me happy, but thinking about him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; her and his &lt;u&gt;other girl&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; makes me want to forget and regret that i met him. psssh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get a new haircut but i don't want my hair to get shorter. :|&lt;br /&gt;BANG OR NO BANGS???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SETBmCkxf4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/ZVISX2C4wAk/s1600-h/Photo1002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SETBmCkxf4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/ZVISX2C4wAk/s200/Photo1002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207499928417435522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;-- that pic was like taken last march.  i kinda miss that kind of hair. my bangs was still short. and yeah, my hair was short too. but i think it's kinda okay.  hahaha. i'll just get my bangs chopped. right? i don't want to get my hair short&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;er.&lt;/span&gt; maaaan, i don't know what happened to my hair. it doesn't grow fast anymore. not like before. :| sucky. so there, im'ma get a haircut before school starts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 7 days to go, hello school! i wonder what's gonna happen on the 1st day?&lt;br /&gt;well, it's obviously going to be a new chapter of our lives. (for the incoming freshman people.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new school year = new fights, friends, enemies, gossips and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember before, grade 6 has been the shit. everybody knows that. i've been through alot. good thing my friends&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; never&lt;/span&gt; left me. and i so love them for that! they we're there for me like 24/7 especially kryza. she's always the first person that i call when i'm having a hard time with the past someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i just hope this school year will be great. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW CLASSMATES PLEASE&lt;/span&gt;!:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-8611385653117002788?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8611385653117002788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8611385653117002788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-postw.html' title='random post.w'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SETBmCkxf4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/ZVISX2C4wAk/s72-c/Photo1002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-3443271825770493796</id><published>2008-06-02T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T17:52:01.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:( mark!</title><content type='html'>i shouldn't be feeling this kind of blah blah. since it's not right. cos' i know nothings gonna happen between me and this person. he told me he's "attracted" to this girl, but i don't know.. he's been so nice to me and all. yea yea, SWEET. :|  but, we're just friends and i think.. that's all we'll ever be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just viewing his profile and listening to this mushy love song last saturday..&lt;br /&gt;and then BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;out of no where,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this. i don't like what i'm feeling. i seriously want to tell him what i feel but i don't know how. and we might loose the "friendship" that we have right now if i tell him what i feel.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pat has been comforting me ever since i felt this "thing" for this guy. and i so love her for that.&lt;br /&gt;(PATRICIA RANADA A.K.A PREM! lol. haha! thanks for everything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, this sucks. he even asked me to go out with him.  dayuuuum. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-3443271825770493796?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3443271825770493796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3443271825770493796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/06/mark.html' title=':( mark!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-1797362062434593766</id><published>2008-05-30T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:50.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>town with friends. :)</title><content type='html'>went to with joanna,kys,louie,trish and ate kim today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun fun day! i picked joanna up somewhere near her house around 1-ish and then went straight to town. kys was already at sbucks that time with her grandfather.(HI, LOLO!) and then louie came and then after a few minutes, trish came! yeeey. ate kim dropped her off at sbucks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;went to time zone and then icem onster and potato corner at the food choices.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chikahan&lt;/span&gt; to the highest level&lt;/span&gt;. i missed them so much! and then ate kim followed to the food court, picture picture and then went to picture city since trish and ate kim had to go already. laughtrip at the studio, we took millions of pics. hahaha. the backgrounds eh. aliw!:P so there, ate kim and trish left already. :( we stayed inside the studio to take more pics with joanna's cam and then.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the photographer asked us to leave the studio cos' lots people we're waiting outside&lt;/span&gt;. :)) went back to timezone and then kys left na din after a few minutes. went to jollibee to buy sundaes and fries. hahahaha. chill for 30 minutes and then went to people are people. fitting time! haha. we look like freaking idiots. lol. so there, bianca and simon were there. simon was like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "gimmick nanaman kayo!"&lt;/span&gt; haha. whatevs. and then fit again at bayo. since we have nothing to do already, internet cafe time! haha. laughtrip. so yeah, blabla, i'm happy! boom!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SENsSvuKLYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Bl4HfOfbWtc/s1600-h/Photo2809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SENsSvuKLYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Bl4HfOfbWtc/s200/Photo2809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207124663473941890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SENsjPuKLZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/h8MmAFqhmkQ/s1600-h/Photo2836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEO-yvuKLgI/AAAAAAAAAP4/V1rInYy8q2w/s1600-h/Photo2917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEO-yvuKLgI/AAAAAAAAAP4/V1rInYy8q2w/s200/Photo2917.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207215373183233538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jyst check my multiply for more. :)&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/7578732027273840832-1797362062434593766?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1797362062434593766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1797362062434593766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/05/town-with-friends.html' title='town with friends. :)'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SENsSvuKLYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Bl4HfOfbWtc/s72-c/Photo2809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-558905833440268246</id><published>2008-05-29T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:50.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay, so yesterday was our last day at stomp. it was so damn fun. teacher christian and nicole taught us the dance for fallin' out by keyshia cole. :) coolness! and then we danced last night. yeah, more keyshia cole. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;bonding with recital people at studio A. chikahan with ate mary and kys. he kept on saying hi.. :D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt;-vanity-session with ate mary and him. :) we had a few pics &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt;. chit-chat with him for a while. okay, he was sitting beside me. :| blah. whatever. hahaha. ate jenny was teasing me again. and ate mona too. :)) they were even forcing me to go home at 7:30 so that i'd still see him after his advanced class. ayyyieee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEC47PuKLXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/MHoxUJUk-44/s1600-h/Photo2767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEC47PuKLXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/MHoxUJUk-44/s320/Photo2767.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206364497212222834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M GONNA MISS YOU GUYS!:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;especially krizka,nia and bianca. and of course, TEACHER LAWRENCE AND CHRISTIAN!&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss my recital and advanced hip hop friends too. ate mary,anton and cheska!&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'ll miss philip,robs and him too&lt;/span&gt;. :) HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i shall rest now. town with kryza,trish,louie anne and joanna tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7578732027273840832-558905833440268246?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/558905833440268246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/558905833440268246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay-so-yesterday-was-our-last-day-at.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SEC47PuKLXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/MHoxUJUk-44/s72-c/Photo2767.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-5655619361432882585</id><published>2008-05-28T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:52.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPY!:)</title><content type='html'>yesterday was freaking fun. it was supposed to be my last day in stomp but my beloved teacher said i can still go to classes on Thursday and next week. and someone told me to go to stomp on thursday. in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a-friend-ish-bonding-kind-of-way. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;guess who, guess who! heeehee. holyfishballs! he's hella nice. ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while me,kryza,louie,leanne and teacher lawrence were talking outside studio B,we were laughing so damn hard that i got scolded by some lady cos' i'm so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ma-ingay"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;daw&lt;/span&gt;. wtf. :)) she kept on saying that i was stomping my feet while i was laughing but i wasn't naman. psssh. weirdo. she kept on screaming like hell.  i wanted to say sorry to her but.. blah. :| psycho. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there, nia showed up! at laaaast. i missed her! too bad she didn't stay after class. and jen was absent! robs,philip and someone was present. woot? hahaha. they were late. when he entered the room, everybody screamed. :| okay, we(as in kryza,leanne and I) are so loving teacher lawrence. YESSSSS, MY HIP HOP TEACHER! he's like a big brother. it's cute. he makes us laugh all the time and we even text each other. :)) yeah! that's how close we are. :P but yea, he's really really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed until quarter to 7 at stomp. "they" were still there since they attended advanced hip hop. while me,kryza and leanne were just screaming while they dance. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn teacher lawrence&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; "CRUSH KA NIYA!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;good thing he didn't hear it. :)) tss. it's not even true. hahahaha. riiiiiiiggggghhhhht.&lt;br /&gt;even teacher christian was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"really?! ANDREAAAAAAA!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ate jenny was teasing me.(she's like the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bantay&lt;/span&gt; of stomp. lol. get it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"oh, uwi ka na? nag paalam ka na ba? mag paalam ka na! sabihin mo uwi ka na!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus there's this two adorable little girls whom i don't even know. they were sitting with ate jenny outside studio B and they were like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"hmmmm! ate oh! yiheeey!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hahaha. :) funny feeling. :) blabla. i'm happy!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay okay, here are the pictures. check my multi for more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0UVPuKLQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/n8q_zVBfAbc/s1600-h/Photo2652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0UVPuKLQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/n8q_zVBfAbc/s320/Photo2652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205339099540106498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were early. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0VQPuKLSI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Hf4e9W7GixA/s1600-h/Photo2660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0VQPuKLSI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Hf4e9W7GixA/s200/Photo2660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205340113152388386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0Ul_uKLRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/wmjCMmpwALg/s1600-h/Photo2657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0Ul_uKLRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/wmjCMmpwALg/s200/Photo2657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205339387302915346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0VjvuKLTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/khpjrIHxloo/s1600-h/Photo2659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0VjvuKLTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/khpjrIHxloo/s200/Photo2659.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205340448159837490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0WxvuKLVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/tkr7V-b8y5U/s1600-h/Photo2680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0WxvuKLVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/tkr7V-b8y5U/s200/Photo2680.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205341788189633874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0XG_uKLWI/AAAAAAAAAOo/qFr3t0WtQUU/s1600-h/Photo2681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0XG_uKLWI/AAAAAAAAAOo/qFr3t0WtQUU/s200/Photo2681.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205342153261854050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0WOfuKLUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Llg8a0cekGc/s1600-h/Photo2668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0WOfuKLUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Llg8a0cekGc/s320/Photo2668.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205341182599245122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there they go again.. haha. :D&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/7578732027273840832-5655619361432882585?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5655619361432882585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5655619361432882585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/05/happppppppppppppppppppy.html' title='HAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPY!:)'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SD0UVPuKLQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/n8q_zVBfAbc/s72-c/Photo2652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-5739191373496696890</id><published>2008-05-26T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T16:40:38.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thats why i love boba girrrrls!</title><content type='html'>last day at stomp tomorrow. awww.. :(&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm bored. haha! chatting with ola right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicola abuel:&lt;/span&gt; CUTE. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena:&lt;/span&gt; sino?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena:&lt;/span&gt; ;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena:&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicola abuel:&lt;/span&gt; edi yung kaninang sinasabi mo! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena&lt;/span&gt;: oh yes!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena:&lt;/span&gt; mas cute pa yan sa personal. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicola abuel:&lt;/span&gt; OHHH?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena:&lt;/span&gt; yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena: &lt;/span&gt;as in!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena:&lt;/span&gt; galing pa mag dance. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicola abuel:&lt;/span&gt; ohhh. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena:&lt;/span&gt; as in hardcore yan! galing. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicola abuel:&lt;/span&gt; add mo nga sa ym. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena:&lt;/span&gt; shy ako.. bukas nalang. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena:&lt;/span&gt; kasi ano.. last time na namin mag kikita bukas. para may excuse. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena:&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena:&lt;/span&gt; ang landi, noh? =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicola abuel:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicola abuel:&lt;/span&gt; dapat pag ganyan di na noh!=))  dapat PAKAPALAN NA NG FACE! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena&lt;/span&gt;: i know!!=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena:&lt;/span&gt; kaya nga kinakapalan na LALO eh. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicola abuel:&lt;/span&gt; hahahahha! GO YOUU. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena&lt;/span&gt;: yuuuh. go meeeeeeee. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena&lt;/span&gt;: lang hiya yang guy na yan.  :)) sakanya lang ako nahihiya ah. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena&lt;/span&gt;: :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena&lt;/span&gt;: pero, di nga. :)) tunaw ako mag naka tingin sakin yan. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicola abuel:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena:&lt;/span&gt; :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicola abuel:&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena:&lt;/span&gt; grabeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena&lt;/span&gt;: muntik niya pa ko matapakan! nag smile tapos nag sorry. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena&lt;/span&gt;: inaasar pa ko ng teacher namin. dun nalang daw ako sa middle para katabi ko si *TOOT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena&lt;/span&gt;: tss. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicola abuel&lt;/span&gt;: PACUUTEEE. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicola abuel&lt;/span&gt;: KILIG KA NAMAN?!?!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Avena&lt;/span&gt;: oo! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. that's how we chat. :)) OH, I LOVE YOU BOBA! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-5739191373496696890?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5739191373496696890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5739191373496696890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-day-at-stomp-tomorrow.html' title='thats why i love boba girrrrls!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-8070006170433409891</id><published>2008-05-23T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T06:36:53.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you. :)</title><content type='html'>LOOK WHO'S FALLING FOR SOMEONE.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.. :) MT. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-8070006170433409891?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/feeds/8070006170433409891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578732027273840832&amp;postID=8070006170433409891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8070006170433409891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8070006170433409891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-you.html' title='i love you. :)'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6066308161898333022</id><published>2008-05-22T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:52.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO DABID COOK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS DAVID COOK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SDT9x_uKLPI/AAAAAAAAANs/fAZl8h1J-sc/s1600-h/david_cook_narrowweb__300x425,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SDT9x_uKLPI/AAAAAAAAANs/fAZl8h1J-sc/s320/david_cook_narrowweb__300x425,0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203062504880221426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elena said he won. :)) YEEEEEEEEEEEY!&lt;br /&gt;ME LOVES COOKIE! hahahaha. :))&lt;br /&gt;so happy. :)&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/7578732027273840832-6066308161898333022?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6066308161898333022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6066308161898333022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/05/go-dabid-cook.html' title='GO DABID COOK!!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SDT9x_uKLPI/AAAAAAAAANs/fAZl8h1J-sc/s72-c/david_cook_narrowweb__300x425,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6867972739150280608</id><published>2008-05-20T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:26:00.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love in stomp? lol. :))</title><content type='html'>OKAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;teacher Laurence was absent last week cos' he judged this dance contest in batangas so.. teacher ralph was our sub-teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, when i entered the class today, jenny and nia were still not there. i wasn't really in the mood that time. teacher Laurence was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"uyy! musta? ano nangyari last week? nag sub si teacher ralph?"&lt;/span&gt; okay, he was hyper and i wasn't. jen was late, nia was absent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something great happened today.. *drumroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW CLASSMATES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tyson, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MARK&lt;/span&gt; and paolo.&lt;br /&gt;the bad thing is, we will only get to see them for 2 more sessions and after that, BYE BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JENNY, MARK'S THE SHIT. :)) GAAAAAAAAAHD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and no, i'm not going to post their pic. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i wasn't able to take lots of pictures because jenny and i were to busy watching mark. :)) whatevs. at least i said the truth, right? he was hella good. he WOW-ed everybody. and he smiled at me! and jenny. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate renee and pat picked me up. err. i wasn't able to talk to the 3 guys, but jenny did. and I'm so jelly for that. :)) lol. but i told jenny to say hi for me. well, she did. i think?:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERRR. I'M SO KILIG. :x :x&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/7578732027273840832-6867972739150280608?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6867972739150280608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6867972739150280608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-in-stomp-lol.html' title='love in stomp? lol. :))'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-5006259201519318280</id><published>2008-05-19T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:52.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new cam. :D</title><content type='html'>my dad said T2 sucks. :| &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"don't buy that. that's old na eh. I'll get you a t300 or t70 if you want."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;uhhm.. okay? T2 is like one of the nicest cam's in the Philippines.  daddy said the "in" camera right now is T300. err! i super duper mega duper want that apple green T2. :( but, i don't know.. i think daddy knows what's best for me. :) oh well, so.. pink T70 or red T300?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SDE4pWzEtEI/AAAAAAAAANc/iGEWuwyOBhk/s1600-h/Sony_T300_Red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SDE4pWzEtEI/AAAAAAAAANc/iGEWuwyOBhk/s200/Sony_T300_Red.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202001327735223362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the red T300 is 10. mega-pixel. like wow, i think that's too much. it has 5x optical zoom,double anti-blur, smile shutter feature,face detection and so much more. and it's obviously touch screen. :D&lt;br /&gt;if daddy's going to buy me this, my sister's would probably go wild. hahaha. well, ate pat would probably go gaga. i bet she'll get jealous. &gt;:) i know she wants to buy a new camera and ate tin too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SDE7A2zEtFI/AAAAAAAAANk/CqkTP0L5NKQ/s1600-h/l_00069067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SDE7A2zEtFI/AAAAAAAAANk/CqkTP0L5NKQ/s200/l_00069067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202003930485404754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, T70 is pretty much nice. if I'm gonna choose this, dad's going to buy the pink. among all of the sony camera's (except for the pink t2) this is the nicest pink cam ever! the shade of pink is way too different from w80,w55,t10 and t20. it's 8.1 mega-pixel, it has 3x optical zoom, touch screen technology,face detection and smile shutter. just like the T300.&lt;br /&gt;ate pat would really go wild if I'm going to get this. hahaha. she's planning to buy this camera eh. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well, ate tin wants the W150, i know she wouldn't get that jealous. she's not the type of person who would actually get jelly about the things that her sister's have. and besides, she has her own cam too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, it's up to daddy now. but if i'm going to decide, i'd probably buy T70. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-5006259201519318280?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5006259201519318280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5006259201519318280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-cam-d.html' title='new cam. :D'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SDE4pWzEtEI/AAAAAAAAANc/iGEWuwyOBhk/s72-c/Sony_T300_Red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-7604452416152576642</id><published>2008-05-18T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:42:54.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE BYE, MOTO.</title><content type='html'>okay, it's offical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LG bought motorola already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since motorola is getting broke because of.. i don't know. maybe because they're not producing 5 mega pixel phones? or their features are not enough. i didn't expect this to happen. i thought it was just another stupid gossip about motorola. but, it happened. it actually did. so there, we have to say bye bye to "hello,moto" now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. affected much? lol. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm planning to buy a new phone. i'm going back to nokia since the battery is so much better than samsung. i still don't know what phone to buy. since i'm getting a new camera, i don't need a 5 mega pixel phone. 3 is enough for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please, help me find a perfect phone! i'm hella tired with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;after-3-months-new-phone!&lt;/span&gt; kind of thing. i want my phone to last for a long time. (as if i can stick to with a phone for a long time) but yea,  im'ma try. i want a phone that's going to wow me everyday. haha. daddy said he can buy me an N96 if i want, but i think that's too much. daddy also asked me if i wanted an N78 but my sister wants to but that phone, and jas too.(HI JASMINE!!:D) so there, i don't know. i'm lost. :)) i need a new phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-7604452416152576642?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/7604452416152576642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/7604452416152576642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay-its-offical.html' title='BYE BYE, MOTO.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6763864321772768524</id><published>2008-05-17T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:16:48.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pon.. wha? hahaha!</title><content type='html'>hello, i'm bored. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is going to be random, so deal with it. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother-in-law is back! almost 1 month in states, say hello lots of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; pasalubongs&lt;/span&gt;. ahahaha. lol. so there, mac make up, perfumes and marine blue havaianas. okay, i love him to death. he's the best. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kash was supposed to go here today and then we'll roam around phase 1. but, unfortunately no one can drop her off here since her parents are busy. oh well, she said we'll just go out tomorrow. maybe town or we'll just stay here in my house if mom won't allow me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we went to tagaytay today. checked some leisure farm.  it was really really nice.  so wind-y. haha! seriously. it's cold in tagaytay already. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, I' M TIRED AND I HAVE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTHING &lt;/span&gt;TO POST. I SHALL EAT AGAIN. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;BABAAAAAAAAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-6763864321772768524?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6763864321772768524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6763864321772768524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-im-bored.html' title='pon.. wha? hahaha!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-3019711474793193372</id><published>2008-05-14T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T20:40:29.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:((((((((((((((((((</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i knew it. I KNEW IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told kryza that i'll stop viewing "someone's" friendster profile. but unfortunately, i couldn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then.. i saw something.. something that made my heart go boom boom boom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on, i'm going to stop reading fster profiles cos' it won't help me to.. you know. hahahaha. in short,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;WALA AKONG NAPAPALA SA GINAGAWA OR NA RE-READ KO. OKAY? NA-SASAKTAN LANG AKO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supermegaduper bs. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOUBLE THE OUCH. it hurts ah. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-3019711474793193372?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3019711474793193372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3019711474793193372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=':(((((((((((((((((('/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6290140413755179073</id><published>2008-05-13T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:55.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my day at stomp. may 13</title><content type='html'>i was too lazy to go to stomp today. i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i entered the room, ate nia was there already. she was super hyper today. so yea, her hyperness was.. uhm..  contagious? HAHAHAHA!&gt;:) so.. i got hyper also.  lol. we were screaming at the studio and everybody was like "whaaa?!" haha! sir laurence was late. but it was all good. we started at 4-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JENNY WAS LATE AS USUAL. SIR LAURENCE WAS JOKING HER COS' HER OUTFIT LOOKS LIKE SHE'LL TAKE BELLY DANCING. :P :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, jenny! special mention. :)) you happy now? haha. love you biatch. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there, sir laurence kept on forcing us to go inside the other studio.. for.. NOTHING!:) haha. i love him! he's the super duper best teacher in the whole wide world. he's so nice and all. he's like a big brother. cuteness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, and there's this guy in class who smiled and said "bye" to me. :)) WEIRDOOOOO! we're not even close. hahaha! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;shota!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                          &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmPs2zEsyI/AAAAAAAAALM/ErjQUP0NDRU/s1600-h/Photo2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmPs2zEsyI/AAAAAAAAALM/ErjQUP0NDRU/s320/Photo2004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199845245562696482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;which side are you in? mine or his? =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmSLmzEs8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/YCMRM3shPRo/s1600-h/Photo2015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmSLmzEs8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/YCMRM3shPRo/s320/Photo2015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199847972866929602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;other.. uhm.. people. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmSsGzEs-I/AAAAAAAAAMs/F0RWARmZvw4/s1600-h/Photo2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmSsGzEs-I/AAAAAAAAAMs/F0RWARmZvw4/s200/Photo2021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199848531212678114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmSdmzEs9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/qjrT-KSRWEY/s1600-h/Photo2016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmSdmzEs9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/qjrT-KSRWEY/s200/Photo2016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199848282104574930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmS6GzEs_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/bmBkYTUooh0/s1600-h/Photo2028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmS6GzEs_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/bmBkYTUooh0/s200/Photo2028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199848771730846706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;teacher christian's class with KRYZA AND LOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmRq2zEs6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/5dEKIwRX6aY/s1600-h/Photo2013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmRq2zEs6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/5dEKIwRX6aY/s320/Photo2013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199847410226213794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmR52zEs7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/sUYpWlWEc7s/s1600-h/Photo2027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmR52zEs7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/sUYpWlWEc7s/s320/Photo2027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199847667924251570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;with ate nia and jen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmQVWzEs1I/AAAAAAAAALk/xcHVa3QKpUc/s1600-h/Photo1991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmQVWzEs1I/AAAAAAAAALk/xcHVa3QKpUc/s200/Photo1991.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199845941347398482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmQgGzEs2I/AAAAAAAAALs/Pwi2ywwKLrY/s1600-h/Photo2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmQgGzEs2I/AAAAAAAAALs/Pwi2ywwKLrY/s200/Photo2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199846126030992226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmRH2zEs4I/AAAAAAAAAL8/pUTXnxw7gNI/s1600-h/Photo2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmRH2zEs4I/AAAAAAAAAL8/pUTXnxw7gNI/s200/Photo2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199846808930792322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet the top 3 girls who always blab and scream during classes. :D proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*DRUMROLL*&lt;br /&gt;meet our super kind teacher ever. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmTX2zEtAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/cfQrDMU2fvI/s1600-h/Photo2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmTX2zEtAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/cfQrDMU2fvI/s320/Photo2012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199849282831954946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmTvmzEtBI/AAAAAAAAANE/T233nRZLHtg/s1600-h/Photo2019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmTvmzEtBI/AAAAAAAAANE/T233nRZLHtg/s320/Photo2019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199849690853848082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEACHER LAURENCE!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at his eye brow. haha! the all stars are having a concert in ateneo on june 7 and they're required to do that to their left eye brow. :))&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7578732027273840832-6290140413755179073?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6290140413755179073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6290140413755179073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-was-too-lazy-to-go-to-stomp-today.html' title='my day at stomp. may 13'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SCmPs2zEsyI/AAAAAAAAALM/ErjQUP0NDRU/s72-c/Photo2004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-2738309811111258570</id><published>2008-05-12T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:33:01.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finalyyyyyyyyyyy.</title><content type='html'>finally!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my computer got fucked up, so yes.. NO INTERNET FOR ALMOST 15 DAYS? argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been busy with stomp. loving hip hop so much! especially sir Laurence he's like the  best teacher in the whole wide world. he's even willing to buy me food after class.  :)) haha! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"samahan mo ko kumain! pakainin kita!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;weeeeeeeee. love him. big bro much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there, bonding with kryza and louie after stomp. missed them like hell. ayooooo!  and and.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOMEONE MADE A SURPRISE VISIT!&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha. a lover or an ex lover(?) turned enemy visited me after my class. lol. :)) seriously,  we're enemies now! since yesterday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt;. i don't want to elaborate that anymore.. all i can say right now is..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; PUTANGINAIMISSYOU! IT STILL HURTS, OKAY? &lt;/span&gt;rawr!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hahahaha. here we go again. all hail, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ms. fool for "someones" love&lt;/span&gt;. :)) kidding! hahaha.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kahit na niloloko na, go lang!&lt;/span&gt; joke. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LOVE LIFE SUCKS.. LALALALALA.. MY LOVE LIFE SUCKS.. LALALALALA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, spot my tag board. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ex&lt;/span&gt;-monster tagged!:) guys, i know you know who that is. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so random right now. i have so much to post! i don't even know where to start. boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i almost forgot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO THE HS MONTESSORIANS&lt;/span&gt;, what the hell does soliven wants to happen?!?!?! OB HIGH SCHOOL BAG?!! what are we?! babies?! err. stupid school. stupid rules! err. bummer!! ob is the only school who's like that. *sigh* looking at the supply list makes me sad.. the first thing that you'll see is the ob bag. FUCK THAT BAG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'll stop now. :) im'ma continue tomorrow people.&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/7578732027273840832-2738309811111258570?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2738309811111258570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2738309811111258570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/05/finalyyyyyyyyyyy.html' title='finalyyyyyyyyyyy.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-263820126797788926</id><published>2008-04-27T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:56.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good moringggggggggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up just a few minutes ago. the house is freaking quiet cos' our super hardcore noisy maid left for vacation. she'll be in her province for 1 month so yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no maid.&lt;/span&gt; i remember before when we still  have 2 maids, the house was always in full volume cos' they're hella noisy. i wake up each and every day because of they're silly noise. but, it's ok. hahaha. it was fun though. they always get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kilig&lt;/span&gt; with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kwento's&lt;/span&gt; about school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to town yesterday, saw kash, chit chat for a while.  renz was there too but.. he was too shy to say hi. :)) woohoo! kyle was there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm going to festi later with ate pat cos' she's going buy her high shorts in people are people there. since there's no more stock in town. &gt;:) and I'm going to buy a new hoodie too. weeee. :)) and no, I'm not gonna wear that hoodie this summer. reserve &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt; for the rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll go somewhere again later. shang or moa. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm cashless na&lt;/span&gt;! yey for me!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there's this one thing that i'm excited about. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SBQDAi7oR4I/AAAAAAAAALE/OPGwA5Ue9Lg/s1600-h/big-MYHO-2008%252520copy.jpg%27+alt%3D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SBQDAi7oR4I/AAAAAAAAALE/OPGwA5Ue9Lg/s320/big-MYHO-2008%252520copy.jpg%27+alt%3D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193779578176817026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make your own havaianas 2008&lt;/span&gt;! i know, i know! it's too shallow. but.. i don't know. hahaha. who want's to come with me?:D me and my sister are planning to go to rockwell at may 3. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, my ipod sucks like freaking hell. :)) i charged it yesterday afternoon, the battery was full. i left it beside the computer and then i went to town.  and then when i went home, i was gonna use it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SANA&lt;/span&gt;. but  it wouldn't turn on. :| i tried to charge it but nothing happened.  i tried to charge it just know, and it turned on. :)) gaaahd. i thought it was broken already. i was really damn happy cos' i finally have an excuse for buying a new one. :)) oh well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new camera for me&lt;/span&gt;. soon!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-263820126797788926?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/263820126797788926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/263820126797788926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-moringggggggggggggg.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/SBQDAi7oR4I/AAAAAAAAALE/OPGwA5Ue9Lg/s72-c/big-MYHO-2008%252520copy.jpg%27+alt%3D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-4242654090326922375</id><published>2008-04-26T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:18:13.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DONDON!</title><content type='html'>weird vibes. :|&lt;br /&gt;there's this 1st year college guy, the first and the last time that we chatted was a year ago, it was a conference with my friends.(Bea and Deanna) he was in 4th year high school and I'm in 5th grade. we we're all absent that time since we we're tired cos' of the over night camping exept for him. duh. 4th year guy.  :)) absent for no reason. lol. so there, since april 23, he has been sending me messages with smiley face. as in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;yun lang&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; weird vibes cos' he did like for 3 straight days already.  i want to ask him if that's a gm or what. cos' i seriously don't get it. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there's baila dance studio in phase 1 already. my sister said i should go for baila rather than stomp. baila is way waaaaay more better than stomp. well, yea. she's right. but.. i don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"BAILA? STOMP? BAILA? BAILA! NAAAH, STOMP! OH, WAIT, BAILA IS BETTER. BUT MY FRIENDS ARE IN STOMP!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. wooooo. baila or stomp?:| gaaaaaaaaahd.&lt;br /&gt;mom wants stomp since louie and kryza are there. but we're not on the same session.&lt;br /&gt;my sister wants baila cos' it's nicer than stomp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fee is some kinda the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go to shang today with mom and my sister. it was postponed for some fucked up reason. haha. oh well, shang tomorrow!  ahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-4242654090326922375?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4242654090326922375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4242654090326922375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/04/dondon.html' title='DONDON!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6553994297754794966</id><published>2008-04-25T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:21:58.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday nicholas and nico!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember before, when me and my friends we're talking about summer, we were hella excited cos' we could go out like 24/7 and be free. but look at what's happening. everybody is so freaking busy with family things and other stuff. so yea, the first month of summer is not so nice after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worst part is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i gained. i gained. I GAINED!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; fudge cracker. summer is really really getting suck-y. all i do is eat,sleep,surf the net,text,watch tv and go out. I've been going to the mall for almost everyday. dad gave me and my sisters allowance for this summer so that we wouldn't ask money from mom anymore. hahaha. but since I've been going out alot lately, I'm broke as hell. as in super hardcore cashless. lol! but i'm serious. :)) my atm has super few cash &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na lang&lt;/span&gt;. boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i might start the dance lessons this may. supposed to be this month but the sessions for stomp is already full. just pray that dad would give me cash again. so i could enroll &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. :)) dad is planning to buy me my own cam since my sister is going to buy a new one also. ok, at last! after waiting for how many month for my own cam. hahaha! i just hope mom doesn't make &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;kontra&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-6553994297754794966?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6553994297754794966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6553994297754794966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-nicholas-and-nico-i.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-4845695343894012137</id><published>2008-04-23T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:07:08.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"day by day, i  keep myself busy. i go out with my friends or family,drink, go boy hunting and all. just so i couldn't think about what happened between the two of us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well well, i spent the whole day with my mom and grandma in glorietta today. i was looking for a messenger bag already.  went to surf world,puma,nike and almost all of the stores with messenger bags. wahahaha. :))  so yea, i failed. i couldn't find the puuuurfect bag for school. and,     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO, I'M NOT EXCITED FOR SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;. okay? i was looking for a bag already cos' mom told me so. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first choice was the jansport bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEADY. :| :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd choice was the bag with freaking imitations in cheap stores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, i dont know the brand. hahaha. it's lesportsac(?) well, whatever. so there, that was worth 6k and mom was like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"this ones nice, but it na."&lt;/span&gt;  and i was like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "pag kamalan pang imitation yun. no way!"&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd choice was the oh-so-fucking-nice lacoste messenger bag&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it's worth 8k? ain't sure but it's something like that.&lt;br /&gt;mom said it was way too much for me. hahaha! and she even told me that first day pa lang it's full of dirt already. lol. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last stop was rustans. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i went around glorietta just to find a bag and then there's one pala in rustans. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last choice was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plum&lt;/span&gt; colored billabong messenger bag. it's perfect for school. :) holyfishballs!  and it's 2500k &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt;. i told mom i'll just buy it when school starts but the clerk said it's the last stock already. so i bought it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;. YEEEEEEEEEEEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KRYZA, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BILLABONG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there, went home around 8. my feet freakin' hurts. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/7578732027273840832-4845695343894012137?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4845695343894012137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4845695343894012137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/04/ok.html' title='ok.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-394961131649814366</id><published>2008-04-18T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T21:11:52.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMYGOLLYWOW.  hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been going nice these past few days or weeks? uhh. whatever. there's this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good-old-friend&lt;/span&gt; of mine. He.. He.. whatever. we had this stupid fight and blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're worth it dre. sorry kung na sabi ko na hindi last night. you know what, you don't deserve me, you deserve someone better. ako na lalayo dre. i promise. bye, i love YOU! sagutin mo na mga boylet mo. paka-saya ka na.. kaya kita binalikan kasi akala ko ma-wowork pa natin to.. yun pala hindi na..i'm sorry.. well, i'm gone. take care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AYYY PUUUUU. :|&lt;br /&gt;i cried. hahaha. whatever. oh well, time to move on yo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but,&lt;/span&gt; it still hurts. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo-ness, it's my nephew's 2nd birthday today and we're goin' to celebrate it tomorrow in kuya rom's house. i invited kryza and ola to come since.. we still have some "business" to do. cos' kuya rom's village is also the village of "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;braces&lt;/span&gt;" lol! :)) and we're gonna drink after the party. i think? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im'ma go shopping now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babaaaaaaaay! i'll update when i can. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/7578732027273840832-394961131649814366?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/394961131649814366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/394961131649814366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/04/ohmygollywow.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-4968377999009502379</id><published>2008-04-08T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T00:27:30.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:) let's get it on!</title><content type='html'>ok, i'm so over it. i so damn hate that freakin person and his giant gummed girlfriend!! we had this uhm.. fight(?) last night. and fuck shit! they're so.. uhhh.. ok whatever. well,  for the very first time, he trash talked me because of his girlfriend. like what the heck? i remember before, everytime we fight, i'd say bad words to him and all. but he never made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ganti &lt;/span&gt;to me and stuff. he even told me that he loves me too much that he can't say bad words to me and fight against me and blah blah. this is like the super duper first time that he did that. kryza told me that maybe it's his girlfriend who texted me that not-so-nice-message and he's just covering his girlfriend's fuckin' act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK HIM! FUCK THE TWO OF THEM! i seriously don't care anymore, even if he dies right about this second or something bad will happen to him, i'm so not gonna cry or what. my so called L-O-V-E for him has turned into hate. the whole thing last night made me realize that i don't need the bullshit that he brings, that i'm still young and there's still lots of guys out there for me. so yea, i'm some kinda moving on now. i'm still taking it slow. i don't wanna rush things up with the move on shizzile. but at least, i'm already in the process of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so funny that i actually cried last last night because of him. just because i miss him and i want him back. (yea yea, boohoo me! i'm a big loser when it comes to love you know.) he even told me that he misses me. and then last night? i seriously can't believe it. he never uses the term "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tanga&lt;/span&gt;" i think kryza is right, it was his girlfriend who was texting me. i even called my cousin, kamille for moral support. we 3 way-ed for 3 hours just because of that. we finished around 2:30 and then me,kryza and kamille were still texting around 3 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. everything happens for a reason right? so maybe, that was destined to happen. just so i could move on and get a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy now. with or without him. i realized that i don't need him anymore. i know we've had enough of each other. it's been a year since this thing started. and i'm glad that it's ending already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-4968377999009502379?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4968377999009502379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4968377999009502379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/04/lets-get-it-on.html' title=':) let&apos;s get it on!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-3151304830803897611</id><published>2008-04-07T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T00:04:55.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new phone and cam please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored with my u700. since my cam is dead na.(well, they're still trying to fix it.) i've been asking daddy to buy me a new one. but i don't know with him. and and, i'm planning to buy a sony phone. cos' the flash is way waaaaaay nicer cos' it's cybershot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well, im bored as usual. it's been a while since i went out to party. and i so damn miss it. angela and I are planning to go to basement this month. supposed to be emba but, we ain't have transpo. hahaha. poor us. :)) no transpo kiddo's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo me.&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LONELY. :| :( SUPERDUPERMEGADUPER LONELY. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-3151304830803897611?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3151304830803897611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3151304830803897611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-phone-and-cam-please-im-bored-with.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-3785546901207248541</id><published>2008-04-07T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T05:50:11.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wub co. :(</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHA. ok ok, i'm happy. even though we're... OVER! i am some kinda loving the i-am-free-AGAIN thing. but still, i feel lonely. :| uhm.. i don't know. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miss us.&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ok.. bye.. i love you.. bye.. love you! bye.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime we talk we just can't hang up without saying that thing. ohmyfuckingod! i seriously miss those freakin' times. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember, he woke up earlier than me. he texted and said.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"good morning my baby!:)"&lt;/span&gt; i was sleeping pa that time and then after 2 minutes text siya ulit "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sleepyhead, wake up na. uyy!:)"&lt;/span&gt; my phone was in silent mode pa naman that time. and then text siya ulit. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"baby! pag di ka nag wake up now, di mo talaga ko love. :("&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaayy.. i super duper regret what i did. all of the shit that happened between the to of us was all my fault. right now, all i wanna do is back last april 2, 2008 :( errr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god, how can i move on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-3785546901207248541?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3785546901207248541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3785546901207248541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/04/wub-co.html' title='wub co. :('/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6897693021778298315</id><published>2008-04-04T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T05:53:26.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:((</title><content type='html'>I'm crying right now. i've been punching the chair and the wall for a few times now and i must say, my left hand hurts already. damn! i hate mommy. she told me she'll get my phone at ate pat's drawer tomorrow. i kept on telling her to get it already cos' ate pat will go somewhere. she didnt listen. and then boom! just a few minutes ago, ate pat went out. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;PANO NALANG KUNG HINDI UMUWI YUNG GAGA NA YUN?!?!!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW THE FUCK WILL I GET MY PHONE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll go out tomorrow and i don't even have a mother fuckin' cellphone. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate them so much. :(( she's ruining my whole  fuckin' life.  oh wait! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; are ruining my whole life. she even forced me to break up with the only person who understands me, the only person whom i can count on when everything is gone or whatever. :(  it hurts like mother fuckin' hell! she seriously don't know anything about what I'm feeling! well, it's because she doesn't care about me. errrr!!:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO FUCKIN' HATE MY LIFE RIGHT NOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mom wants me to leave ob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ate pat got my phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they forced me to.. break up with.. whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i know mom thinks that im such a bad daughter and all. but who the fuckin' hell cares? she made me this way! she pushed me to be like this! its all her fault! not mine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUTANGINA SHIT!!!!:(( MY HEART IS LIKE SO DAMN BREAKING!:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, IM BEING SHALLOW AGAIN. SORRY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-6897693021778298315?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6897693021778298315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6897693021778298315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-crying-right-now.html' title=':(('/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-3733767833555428031</id><published>2008-04-03T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T08:27:59.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck everything that's happening. i seriously need to talk to you right about this second but now, it seems like you're avoiding me. i hate this! you know the reason why i can't be with you again cos' it's so complicated. mom keeps on trying to break us up.  last april 1(supposed to be our 9th), you told me that even if it will take you forever, you'll wait for me. oh my, that's bullshit. I already told you that i know that you'll find some other girl while I'm not around. you said that you won't even bother to whatever with them cos' of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, look! just because of the bullshit that i told you yesterday when i texted you using my yaya's phone that I'm not sure with the whole "wait for you or getting back to each other" thing cos' i know you'll eventually go back to her. well, it did happen. you did went back to her. well, it's ok I understand. it hurts but. i mean, really it hurts a lot. but i have to deal with it. so yea. well, i realized that maybe. just maybe that it's my fault cos' i told you the lets-stop-this thing yesterday morning and you some kinda got back with her yesterday afternoon. gaaaaaaaaahd!  this thing is so damn driving me crazy. well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all i want to happen right now is for you to &lt;u&gt;explain&lt;/u&gt; to me everything that you did&lt;/span&gt;. that's it. after that you won't hear anything from me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD. :(( I MISS YOU. :((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-3733767833555428031?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3733767833555428031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3733767833555428031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/04/fuck.html' title='fuck!!!!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-2836865441387086901</id><published>2008-04-02T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:53:35.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIRED.</title><content type='html'>i'm so tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;april 06, 2008 = moment of truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me,my ex, the new girl, my bestfriend who like&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; my ex, the girl who flirted with my friend's girl(vice versa) and my friend who doesn't know anything about the shit that her girlfriend is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this thing will end.. SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super way effin' big revelations i know some of us will get hurt, mad,sad,happy and all.&lt;br /&gt;but all of us needs to do this. just so everyone could move on and get a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired with whole fuckin' the drama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-2836865441387086901?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2836865441387086901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2836865441387086901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/04/tired.html' title='TIRED.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-7436858766216792274</id><published>2008-03-29T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T07:12:14.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>phoneless</title><content type='html'>all hail the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the queen phoneless&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell-o, my phone got confiscated by my mom and my evil sister. who made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;epal&lt;/span&gt; as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but you can still text me.  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;my phone is in my sister's room. inside a drawer. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may lock nga lang ung drawer.  &lt;/span&gt;bummer!&lt;br /&gt;but since i am andrea lim avena and i always come up with crazy shit, &lt;u&gt;i got my sim.&lt;/u&gt; :)) :P don't ask why,how or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my rizr is broken, i don't have an extra phone. good thing my oh-so-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;konsintidora&lt;/span&gt; yaya has an extra phone. :)) (jelly much!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom and sister saw the phone. :)) BOO-YA! oh well&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;im an expert when it comes to making excuses so.. it's all good. :P well well, i have to be super duper extra careful with the phone. or else.. haha. :) you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;PRAY FOR ME!! I HOPE THEY WON'T GET MY EXTRA PHONE&lt;/span&gt;! :| :(( :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, change topic.&lt;br /&gt;tonight was supposed to be a partaaaay time night. but i'm some kinda grounded. the gimmick was cancelled becuase of me. awww! sorry guys. i'm so gonna make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bawi &lt;/span&gt;soon.&lt;br /&gt;lovie you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realized that summer is not so bad after all. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-7436858766216792274?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/7436858766216792274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/7436858766216792274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/03/phoneless.html' title='phoneless'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-4179347827041031337</id><published>2008-03-27T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:26:11.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OHMYHOLYLOVABLEFISHBALLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after the big "fight" between me and him he actually greeted me in our grad last march 26. i was in big shock. as in super! it was so unexpected. all of our friends were screaming. haha! kinda cute. :) unfortunately i didn't greet him back cos' i was.. you know. :P :)) so.. just a few minutes ago i messaged aki in YM and i asked for his YM.(OHHHHH!) and then i said congrats and i said sorry for the whole gossip between the two of us. after a few minutes he went online. he was invi. he messaged me and he said i'm lucky cos' he messaged me. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE WAS SO FUCKING NICE&lt;/span&gt;. I SERIOUSLY CAN'T BELIEVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;WELL, I'M HAPPY THAT WERE BACK ON BEING "FRIENDS".. BUT HE STILL KEEPS ON TEASING ME ABOUT THE I-LIKE-HIM THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeh! i know what you're thinking.&lt;br /&gt;no, i'm not in-love with him. i'm just glad that we're finally ok. AGAIN.  :)&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/7578732027273840832-4179347827041031337?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4179347827041031337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4179347827041031337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/03/ohmyholylovablefishballs-after-big.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-8268479271917234117</id><published>2008-03-21T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:56.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fck!! im aint belieing this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OHMYHOLYFISDHBALLS MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R-M01KCUNtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Qs-nj_CHui8/s1600-h/Stella-Hudgens-Boyfriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R-M01KCUNtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Qs-nj_CHui8/s320/Stella-Hudgens-Boyfriend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180042084237981394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's vanessa hudgens little sister. her name is stella and that guy with her is her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boyfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;can you believe it?! she's 12 years old but she looks like 7 or 8! shootness. the article said that her boyfriend is a year or 2 years older than her. so he's like 13 or 14? but he looks like a 17 year old guy. man, they even look like siblings, cousins or whatsoever! shocking much?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. at least she has a "boyfriend" HAHAHAHAHA. :)) but i seriously can't believe it. what came up to that guy's mind when he courted that little girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the heck. this is so unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-8268479271917234117?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8268479271917234117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8268479271917234117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/03/fck-im-aint-belieing-this.html' title='fck!! im aint belieing this!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R-M01KCUNtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Qs-nj_CHui8/s72-c/Stella-Hudgens-Boyfriend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-1579033229942983498</id><published>2008-03-20T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T20:53:29.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fishballs yo. :))</title><content type='html'>ohmyholyfishballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it so funny that i actually liked "him". :)) i mean seriously. eww much?  HAHAHAHA.  i super duper wanna vomit man. :)) lol. aki and jk made me realize lots and lots and lotssss of things about him that really sucks. and i so love them for that.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;na gising na ko sa isang napaka habang panaginip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WEEEH. NOSE BLEED! NOSE BLEED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooo. jk and aki are the best!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhooness, angela and I are planning to go to basement next saturday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, GUYS PLEASE ADD ME IN FACEBOOK. hahaha. :)) im a newbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/people/Andrea_Avena/1133270641" title="Andrea Avena's Facebook profile" target="_TOP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badge.facebook.com/badge/1133270641.30.1124913844.png" alt="Andrea Avena's Facebook profile" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-1579033229942983498?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1579033229942983498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1579033229942983498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/03/fishballs-yo.html' title='fishballs yo. :))'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-8454783947721925022</id><published>2008-03-14T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T05:11:06.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im back.</title><content type='html'>why hello there people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while since i last posted here in this blog. right?:) well now im back. YEYNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few weeks were the bomb. lots and lots of things happened.  the only thing that i am sure of is that im in-love and lonely at the same time. haha! yea, that's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the last day of classes today and i'm so gonna miss my batchmates. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few weeks was like a total bonding for us. everybody got close to each other.  "him" and I are finally ok. and i'm really glad that things are going great. i know he likes somebody else and i respect that. but.. denzel told me something. HAHAHAHAHA. i just hope it's true. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dre, alam mo ba may inamin siya samin sa conference last night. *CUUUUUUUUUUUUUT* di mo napapansin pag nakikita ka niya nag bu-blush siya?&lt;/span&gt; - denzel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehem. :P&lt;br /&gt;that conversation happened earlier this morning in school. while ej,denzel and I were talking at the canteen. and then he arrived and then i left. haha. concious much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MY GAAAAAAAAAAAHD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; i love him. he loves her. and i'm loved by somebody else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF STORY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;summer time baby!!&lt;br /&gt;PARTY PARTY PARTY! emba,ewood,acsend and jaipur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HERE I COME. :)&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/7578732027273840832-8454783947721925022?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8454783947721925022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8454783947721925022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-back.html' title='im back.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-7001075363746738562</id><published>2008-03-06T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T04:49:43.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LAST DAY OF EXAMS TODAY. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;bonding with den,louie,coleen and ola.. OH OH. AND NICO AND LANCE. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nico pascal hot! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok ok, im too lazy to post. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i answered this quiz thing and its like hella true. :))&lt;br /&gt;well well.. thing's are going &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;guuuhreat&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="resdiv"&gt;&lt;table style="border: 2px solid black;" align="center" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="380"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 8px; text-align: center; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- December 30 -&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fun to be with and have a good sense of humor.  You are very ambitious and hate it when people try to bring you down.  You are logical, social and loyal.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td rowspan="2" width="96"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/birthdaycake.jpg" alt="QuizGalaxy.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 6px;" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div style="color: green;"&gt;Positive Traits:&lt;/div&gt;charisma, wit, mimicry, writing ability, expressiveness&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 6px;" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;Negative Traits:&lt;/div&gt;self-centered, drama queen, lack of focus, dreaminess, laziness&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/7578732027273840832-7001075363746738562?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/7001075363746738562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/7001075363746738562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/03/bonding-with-denlouiecoleen-and-ola.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-2364018662950222112</id><published>2008-03-01T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T04:45:43.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jeremy. :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I CHATTED WITH JK FOR LIKE 2 HOURS LAST NIGHT..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;he told me something. that almost made me cry. the so called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"love"&lt;/span&gt; has turned into hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i so love jk cobarrubia like a real brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i didn't expect that he would actually tell all the shit about "him" all the things that jk told me, made me hate "him" so freaking much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, all i know is that he's the biggest ass hole I've ever known. i didn't expect that he would actually say those shit about me. he wasn't like that before. he did change. A LOT! we were at "peace" before. and now, out of nowhere he got mad at me without a fucking reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO HATE HIM. ERRR. :((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hurt him so much. damn.&lt;br /&gt;now i know what i really feel about him.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i wanna cry. :((&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i loved him. i actually did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAAHAHA. PEACE YO. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-2364018662950222112?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2364018662950222112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2364018662950222112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/03/jeremy.html' title='jeremy. :('/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-5500673297642254936</id><published>2008-02-29T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T05:09:47.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fd</title><content type='html'>FORMAL DINNING TODAY!:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hella fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check my multi for the pictures. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, after fd was hella fun. the boys were teasing me to death. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JK,jet,ryan,denzel,justin,nigel and zeke &lt;/span&gt;were making fun of me. the yaya's and the high school people were already laughing at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that max,mika,den,aki and I went to phase 1. we saw ate angel and ate nicole. :)&lt;br /&gt;and then went to 168 with them plus brandon,jason and kim paolo. i went home around 7:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun fun night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;btw, happy monthsary to den and jason!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-5500673297642254936?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/feeds/5500673297642254936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578732027273840832&amp;postID=5500673297642254936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5500673297642254936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5500673297642254936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/fd.html' title='fd'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6713233453427248738</id><published>2008-02-28T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:56.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday  feb 28!</title><content type='html'>today was supposed to be max and ryan's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first monthsary&lt;/span&gt;, but too bad they broke up last night.. I was so surprised when ryan texted me and said that they broke up already because the daddy of max doesn't want max to have a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww.. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, zoology and geometry long test today. I DIDN'T STUDY. :(( i was in the hospital yesterday because my sister gave birth. NEW BABY IN THE HOUSE YO. ;) and and.. i forgot to bring my notebook in asian. teehee!:) ate renee and I kept on taking pictures of baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R8lX59x0O0I/AAAAAAAAAKo/uAueNOvWJM8/s1600-h/20080227175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R8lX59x0O0I/AAAAAAAAAKo/uAueNOvWJM8/s320/20080227175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172762300359392066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;isn't he cute?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, back with what happened in school. jet was fooling around again.. he kept on teasing ola and anne haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Olai, beautiful ponds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - jet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAK TIME WAS THE SHI-SHI-SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the him and the other him. &lt;/span&gt;yes, the boys who keeps on.. whatever. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first him said "Hey!"&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ULAM&lt;/span&gt; na to&lt;/span&gt;! hot hot hot. :)) HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second him was shocked and shy at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;he's with someone.. get it? but when he's with his friends.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iba na eh!&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i don't like him. I SUPER DEE-DUPER DON'T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dre, ang dami mong na salubong ah!&lt;/span&gt; - ola and coleen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a quiz in language and then we had music class. we sang "zero to hero" kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we got dismissed.. oh my! oh my! who's outside our classroom? HAHAHAHA! he's with nigel. nothing happened but he was 1 feet away from me. everybody was like screaming his last name. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YUCK&lt;/span&gt;. :)) chen,alysa and jasmine were teasing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt; too. yikes. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leejay,JK and denzel kept calling his name. wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom picked me up late so i went to their classroom first. bonding with che and max.&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/7578732027273840832-6713233453427248738?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6713233453427248738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6713233453427248738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/thursday-feb-28.html' title='thursday  feb 28!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R8lX59x0O0I/AAAAAAAAAKo/uAueNOvWJM8/s72-c/20080227175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-3390757100337445152</id><published>2008-02-27T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:45:15.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he "accidentally" bumped into me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he smiled when he saw me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVERRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the heck? what do you want to happen? err. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, long tests started yesterday.. it's kinda easy. next week is our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finals&lt;/span&gt; and then clearance on next next week. gosh! time flies so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE A LOT OF THINGS TO CATCH UP WITH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;data files and special subject projects and homeworks.  I'm so gonna cram. haha! well, I'm happy. things are kinda going my way now. and i have this feeling that everything's going to be fine.  cos' i have lots of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;zeehuts&lt;/span&gt;! kidding. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom line: I'm excited for everything and i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;formal dinning on the 29th. :) i wonder what's gonna happen? hmmmm..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;btw, HAPPY 1ST MONTHSARY TO CHE AND JET! I LOVE YOU BOTH!:) group hug! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-3390757100337445152?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3390757100337445152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3390757100337445152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-4247472338222967216</id><published>2008-02-26T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:47:19.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>26!:((</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;26?:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-4247472338222967216?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4247472338222967216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4247472338222967216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/26.html' title='26!:(('/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-3204536866129834197</id><published>2008-02-25T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:49:44.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blog leave.</title><content type='html'>OHMYGAAAAAAAAAAAAD.&lt;br /&gt;i passed by the profile of my ex-crush. damn, he changed alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's our LT tomorrow. so yea, i have to study. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blog leave&lt;/span&gt; until next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-3204536866129834197?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3204536866129834197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3204536866129834197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-leave.html' title='blog leave.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-5489252020702535799</id><published>2008-02-24T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T23:40:02.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye ob?</title><content type='html'>ok ok,since louie and joanna ate transfering to manresa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom wants me to transfer too. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygollygoshiefishballs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i super hella don't wanna leave ob. i don't know what to do! she said i have to take the entrance exam and blah blah! she'll go to manresa this tuesday. NOOOOOOOOO. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's thinking about transfering me to san beda too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-5489252020702535799?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5489252020702535799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5489252020702535799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/bye-ob.html' title='bye ob?'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-5036989402857496428</id><published>2008-02-23T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:57.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, I'm bored. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring-est saturday evaaaahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cooked pancakes. :D it was a disaster. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R8AUccUKu0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/HBFAQ5KHXkM/s1600-h/Photo0359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R8AUccUKu0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/HBFAQ5KHXkM/s320/Photo0359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170154851091004226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it looks like.. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is my masterpiece..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R8AUwsUKu1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/gsydSP8ns4Y/s1600-h/Photo0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R8AUwsUKu1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/gsydSP8ns4Y/s320/Photo0360.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170155198983355218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADAAAAAAAAAH!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a crappy pancake that is bigger than my face. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAHA. yea yea, i'm not really used to this cooking pancake thing.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grilled cheese&lt;/span&gt; is so yummeh! trust me babe. :)&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/7578732027273840832-5036989402857496428?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5036989402857496428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5036989402857496428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R8AUccUKu0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/HBFAQ5KHXkM/s72-c/Photo0359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-2253575266141101472</id><published>2008-02-19T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:57.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday :)</title><content type='html'>same old story. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonding with Ryan and Mrs. laguyo. I had a fight with Nicholas and Deanna(?)&lt;br /&gt;ms. Perez and ms. Ascano went with the grade 5 kiddo's in their camping. so yeaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;NO LANGUAGE AND HOME ARTS. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so love the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"bordz"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. they saved me from nicholas. haha! sometimes it's really nice to have guy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; friends cos' they can save you or stand by you if you're having fights with other boys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JK,zeke and salilican were teasing me during dismissal. oh no wait, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYBODY WAS TEASING ME.&lt;/span&gt; :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing about me and you-know-who is getting so.. i don't know. the so called gossip is now &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;kalat &lt;/span&gt;and shizzile. the whole batch knows about it and they kept on saying that he should be my date on the FD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dayuuuuum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R7qtv8UKuzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/lJcOb_gfu-4/s1600-h/DSC03983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R7qtv8UKuzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/lJcOb_gfu-4/s320/DSC03983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168634561517239090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanna,kryza,me,ola and coleen at the cr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check my multi for more pictures. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-2253575266141101472?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2253575266141101472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2253575266141101472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/tuesday_19.html' title='tuesday :)'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R7qtv8UKuzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/lJcOb_gfu-4/s72-c/DSC03983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-8415953510956842681</id><published>2008-02-18T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:51:12.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mondayyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the forever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hiritans  &lt;/span&gt;jet and EJ. chit-chat with ryan and the unbreakables. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same old thing happened. we laughed out loud,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok. SOMETHING HAPPENED AGAIN. UHHH.. UHHH.. DAYUUUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jet and ej went down without asking permission, i went down to call them. while we were going upstairs, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;look who's going down! &lt;/span&gt;JK, salilican(he's my batcmate but i don't know his first name) and HAHA! you know&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;They kept on teasing us. JK and salilican kept on pointing him. Ej and jet kept on screaming &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kilig naman si ******!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i kept on denying the things that the boys were saying and he was just playing cool there, acting like its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala lang &lt;/span&gt;if the boys tease him. and he just smiled. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JK kept on teasing me until dismissal. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAAAAAAAAAAAHD.&lt;br /&gt;coleen,elijah and ryan told something to me.&lt;br /&gt;I WISH IT'S TRUE. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-8415953510956842681?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8415953510956842681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8415953510956842681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/mondayyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-5236444520331527057</id><published>2008-02-16T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T04:34:40.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BELATED HAPPY HEARTS DAY PEOPLE. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and belated &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;single awareness day&lt;/span&gt; too. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine's say was not so bad after all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things happen when you least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went over time with kryza,mar,jet,ryan,coleen,den and the other grade 6 people. but since the others had choir practice and the boys were practicing for their so called "special number" for the formal dinning. kryza,mar and I were left. we stayed at the canteen and then the library. ate czar bonded with us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"some" guy greeted me happy valentine's and he chit-chatted with me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;boo-ya! he stayed with us for 30 minutes. i don't know why he said hi. we're not even close or what. but I've noticed him before already. he kept on looking at me and he always makes &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;papansin &lt;/span&gt;and stuff. well, all i can say is that he's nice and and and.. you know.. haha!:)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, I HAVE A NEW FRIEND! :) :) :) lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-5236444520331527057?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5236444520331527057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5236444520331527057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/belated-happy-hearts-day-people.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6964748107374556918</id><published>2008-02-13T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T23:30:15.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday. feb 13</title><content type='html'>same old boring wednesday. kidding. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughtrip during religion. HUMILITY SCRIPT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only girl in our group. :|&lt;br /&gt;ryan,jet,EJ,elijah,lance and me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well.. nothing happened today. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-6964748107374556918?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6964748107374556918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6964748107374556918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/wednesday-feb-13.html' title='wednesday. feb 13'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-5569951480637891378</id><published>2008-02-12T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:35:00.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday.</title><content type='html'>pre-formal dinning today. from 7-9:30 uhhh.. kinda boring. :)) heehee!&lt;br /&gt;i missed my friends! ola,keyth,coleen,anne,louie,jet,ryan and EJ. y forever bonding partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were answering something at our language workbook, EJ was fooling around again. he kept on eating chocolates and then he'll get so freakin' hyper. ABNORMAL MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were so quit. seriously. :)) FIRST TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Ascano was talking to EJ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms. Ascano:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what was your group in the pre-formal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jet&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;animal section!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6A class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;the forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hiritan &lt;/span&gt;of EJ and jet. uber laughtrip. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyhoo, can i just share that samsung u700 uber sucks. HAHAHAHA. cos' it doesn't have the hole for the lanyards and other thingy's. :)) haha. i can't use my lanyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; because of that.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! shallow much. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-5569951480637891378?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5569951480637891378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5569951480637891378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/tuesday.html' title='tuesday.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-5617983218259398416</id><published>2008-02-11T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T18:01:10.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>absent.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M ABSENT&lt;/span&gt;. :D *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sick-y. and i woke up around 7 already. heehee!! :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll be fetching mom's step mom later in the airport.  since she had a trip in palawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and..&lt;br /&gt;after 1 month of living without my n73, i'll finally buy a new phone later. HAHAHA. my friends,cousins,sisters and all the people who knows that i don't have a phone since december kept on calling me "phoneless girl".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"buti naman buhay ka pa! ang tagal mo ng walang phone."&lt;/span&gt; -ate renee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea yea, everybody knows I'm too attached with my phone. cos' i text alot. as in super duper. my day is not complete if i don't text or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;addictus&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-5617983218259398416?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5617983218259398416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5617983218259398416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/absent.html' title='absent.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6360168752780058356</id><published>2008-02-10T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T03:34:27.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont want valentines to come :(( IM SCARED!</title><content type='html'>I'm scared.. super duper scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I DON'T WANT VALENTINE'S DAY TO COME.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am officially loveless and dateless on the 14th.&lt;br /&gt;which is not-so-bad for me. it's all good, i can celebrate it with my friends though. but, i dont know why I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year's valentines day was the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;we had our over night camping at camp akela. that was february 13. so obviously, we'll go back to school on the 14th. we arrived OB at around 4:30-ish. since i wanted to go home early cos' i dont want to see my ex and his girlfriend. (SORRY! I'M BITTER) i went to the primary building to call. but our phone was fucked up and i don't know why. i was crying already, i kept on telling kryza and louie that i need to go home cos' i don't want to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately, i saw my ex-y dear's new girlfriend. she was looking at me. i can't remember but i think she was holding the flowers that my ex gave to her. and then after a few minutes i saw my ex looking at me.  WHAT'S UP WITH THE LOOKING AT ME THING?!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda excited for this year's valentines day. but at the same time scared.. I'm scared to see happy couples,flowers,chocolates and cards. it gives me the ouch-y feeling. and i'm excited cos' uhh.. secret. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that i want to happen on valentine's day is for me to be happy even though i just ended a so called "thing" with this someone. oh well, it's my fault. but hey, he wants to get back with me. :D LMAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-6360168752780058356?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6360168752780058356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6360168752780058356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-want-valentines-to-come-im.html' title='i dont want valentines to come :(( IM SCARED!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-1456267999276907492</id><published>2008-02-09T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T23:56:40.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAAAAAAAAAHD!:((</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANNA DIE. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE/LOVE YOU. GAAAAAAAAAAAAH!:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KILL ME. :(( PLEASE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i super hella don't know what to do. i just can't hate you! i still love you. don't you get it? you tell me that you feel the same way but the truth is, you don't. why do you have to play with my feelings? i'm not a toy. :(( you know what, you've changed a lot since.. whatever! arghhh..  I can't stop crying because of you. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people, i'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; talking about HIM/PM GUY. ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-1456267999276907492?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1456267999276907492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1456267999276907492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/gaaaaaaaaahd.html' title='GAAAAAAAAAHD!:(('/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-8536874364541862114</id><published>2008-02-09T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T23:55:33.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BAY ATE TIN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SISTER, KRISTINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya ate! haha. you're so old &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-8536874364541862114?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8536874364541862114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8536874364541862114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-bay-ate-tin.html' title='HAPPY BAY ATE TIN.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-2039439456488669703</id><published>2008-02-08T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:58.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>recap of the firs week of feb.</title><content type='html'>recap!:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;THURSDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home arts. MAKE UP, MAKE UP! wooo. fun fun. :) we had home arts for 2 hours.. bonding with the pm people after class. i saw HIM, as always.&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/_mZMYsxnXcso/R6vnJVfud5I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/v-Pdf4Vl7MI/s1600-h/DSC03891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R6vnJVfud5I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/v-Pdf4Vl7MI/s200/DSC03891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164475545285457810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R6vm8lfud4I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Dm6WyQ5BeCw/s1600-h/DSC03879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R6vm8lfud4I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Dm6WyQ5BeCw/s200/DSC03879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164475326242125698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R6vl1Vfud3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/RezoNQ0fCj8/s1600-h/DSC03897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R6vl1Vfud3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/RezoNQ0fCj8/s200/DSC03897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164474102176446322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i look so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabog&lt;/span&gt; in the pics. hahaha! more pics in my multi. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;laughtrip during&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;inaantok ako!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Manalastas:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh si avena, inaantok nanaman. nag date kayo ni ** noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; yuck! hindi noh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the whole class was laughing. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ASH WEDNESDAY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *ehem, ehem!*&lt;br /&gt;someone wants to sit beside me. NO WAAAAAAY. haha! i was sitting beside Ryan,Ola and Coleen. i was in the middle. bit since Ryan and i kept on talking ms. Perez exchanged seats with Ryan. so yea, our home arts teacher was sitting beside me. everybody was laughing. Kryza and Coleen kept poking my back and laughing because ms. Perez was sitting beside me. obviously, I CANT TALK! bummer. :))&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kys, ganda ng view mo kay ano!&lt;/span&gt; - me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. ex-y dear wants to sit beside me.&lt;br /&gt;NO THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, laughtrip with ej,jet,coleen,louie and ola during language time..&lt;br /&gt;ej has this bench style or was that styling? errr. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STYLE STICK!&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ej, borrow niyan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EJ: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*gives the style stick to me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*opens the style stick*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                        &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SHIT! BAKIT MAY BUHOK?!*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coleen and ola: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coleen: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parang si ano.. *points someone who had BO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt;.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gago! *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;*after 3 minutes*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si ej, di nag shave ng underarm! ang haba ng buhok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me,louie,ola and coleen: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughing out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ej! mag shave ka nga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EJ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*after a few more minutes of laughing i finally returned the style stick to ej*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EJ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; puta! kadiri! bakit may buhok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ewan ko! pag bukas ko may buhok na. *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EJ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; saan galing to! elijah! buhok mo ba to?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me and jet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms. Ascano&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; why is there a hair on ej's gel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;louie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cher, pag open ni de may buhok na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms. Ascano:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; when i opened it a while ago, it doesnt have a strand of hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we all laughed our asses off. with ms. ascano haha! good times man. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;scouting! bopnding with jet.. i saw HIM. :))&lt;br /&gt;nothing really happened.. BORING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reviewed lashing in pe. god! i forgot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; how to do it.  dayuuuuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ryan is bothered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIXERS, PRAY FOR RYAN JOSEF GUMATAY BERNAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's in a so called "phase" right now.. i can't share it cos' it would probably ruin his reputation. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonding with mike,macky and ruy plus some other people during break time.. they were teasing me about my "love your ___" shirt. haha! they kept on saying stuffs like "love your ******!" and blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats about it. :D i'm hella excited for monday. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/7578732027273840832-2039439456488669703?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2039439456488669703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2039439456488669703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/recap-of-firs-week-of-feb.html' title='recap of the firs week of feb.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R6vnJVfud5I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/v-Pdf4Vl7MI/s72-c/DSC03891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-5745442455739447610</id><published>2008-02-04T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T01:01:37.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday feb 04.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY SO-CALLED BIRTHDAY OLA!:))&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04 04 04 04 04 04 04 04!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;while me,coleen and ola  were entering entering the classroom. the door opened and then ryan cam out while jumping and said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD MORNING WELCOME TO MCDONALDS! &lt;/span&gt;with a super large grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. today was hella boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exept before the music class. :) :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went down with coleen to get my recorder from kuya guard because i left it in the house. i saw him inside the canteen with his friends. when i got my recorder leejay went to the waiting area and then he followed. while he's coming out from the gate going to the canteen me and coleen are entering, the 3 of us stopped. i dont know why.. hahaha! he said hi to coleen and coleen said hi too. and then we looked at each other for 5 seconds and then he said hi. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chit-chatted for a while.. we walked together with Coleen. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ehem, ehem!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Coleen kept on saying&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"bagay talaga yung iba dyan!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;and then we sat down with mr. manalastas with leejay,ryan,jet and ej. after a few minutes me and coleen went up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shallow much? whatever.  I'M JUST HAPPY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/7578732027273840832-5745442455739447610?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5745442455739447610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5745442455739447610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/monday-feb-04.html' title='monday feb 04.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-9141897356252737300</id><published>2008-02-01T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:50:23.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what happened?</title><content type='html'>i seriously don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started when we had the barn dance practice. we had a bet about nigel.. if i loose i'll pay him 50 bucks and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOST&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;that was like october last year. i payed him this month. (january baby! haha!)&lt;br /&gt;everytime he see's me he'll always say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"andrea! 50 ko!" &lt;/span&gt;when I'm giving the money to him he'll say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"wag na. nakakahiya naman sayo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that's weird. right?  that happened for more than 10 times. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;last intrams, even though we're so not close, he sat beside me and started blabbing about intrams. (i was alone that time. my friends are at the canteen and I'm in the gym.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's one of the best basketball players of his team and I'm the cheering captain of my team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won the intrams. over all champions and cheering champions. i passed by him and he said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ang galing mo kasi eh. talo tuloy kami."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i smiled and told him that they were hella good in basketball and it's ok that they lost over our team. and then i congratulated him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last december, he kept on commenting in my friendster account. he greeted me happy birthday. i was surprised cos' he's one of the first 5 people to greet me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends kept on saying that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; he has a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"thing"&lt;/span&gt; for me. of course i told them that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that will never ever happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, after the christmas break, back to school on january, so the first day of back to school was fun. bonding with the whole batch. it was our dismissal already and then he saw me.. i ignored him and then he screamed and said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"uy, idol!" &lt;/span&gt;we chit-chatted for a while with is friends and then i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, i payed him 50 pesos last january 16,2008 and that ended the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"thing" &lt;/span&gt;cos' the bet was already done. we started ignoring each other. but, he still makes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;papansin&lt;/span&gt; to me most of the time. everybody said we were so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;kulit&lt;/span&gt; when we talk. it's kinda cute &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daw&lt;/span&gt; and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a fuckin' gossip was made. I LIKE HIM &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i ignored it. everbody knows it's not true, so yes its all good.&lt;br /&gt;but..  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAYBE I DO LIKE HIM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-9141897356252737300?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/feeds/9141897356252737300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578732027273840832&amp;postID=9141897356252737300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/9141897356252737300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/9141897356252737300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-happened.html' title='what happened?'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6711524965724923235</id><published>2008-02-01T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:45:28.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fridaaaaaaaay.</title><content type='html'>oh look! it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01&lt;/span&gt; today. :) today is the day.. uhmm.. whatever. haha! SUPPOSED TO BE OUR 7TH MONTH. oh well. im over it. i just hope that person feels the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i think&lt;/span&gt; i'm ok now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some guy texted me last night and he cheered me up. and i super duper thank him for that. i don't know what's with that guy but he always makes me smile or laugh. even though he's somewhere in north and i'm here in south.. we're hella tight. :))&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HE'S FROM OBGH AND I'M FROM OBLP&lt;/span&gt;. we're batchmates. :) GUYS, PRAY FOR ME. I HOPE I WON'T FALL FOR HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, school was fun as ever. but i got pissed at coleen. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SIRAAN DAW AKO SA EX KO&lt;/span&gt;. haha! how's that? now my dear ex is mad at me with a super shallow reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. stupid ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAK TIME. :))&lt;br /&gt;while i'm at the canteen with louie and ola..&lt;br /&gt;leejay suddenly went beside me and said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ANDREA PA SINGGIT! NAG MAMADALI AKO! BILHAN MO NALANG AKO NG PAGKAIN!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt notice him. he shocked me. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the library for language because we need to make a re-search about something. minimum of 8 pages, maximum of 10 yo. :) since i was so lazy, i was just checking the old year books and talking with my friends. but i'll be working on my paper later or tomorrow or the next day or the next week. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** was out side our classroom. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during CA time ryan kept on pulling my chair beside his chair. ola ,ej and coleen were laughing so hard. i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jet,ej and ryan were fooling around. i went to the cr with keyth and then when i came back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AYAN NA!! CHEERLEADER MASCOT NATIN!&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm the dancer, ryan is the controller guy, jet and ej are my back-up dancers. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"HI MA'AM, WELCOME TO MCDO!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! i love my class so much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dismissal was steady.. talked to coleen,ola,louie,kys and leanne.  after a few minutes , he went out to get his bag. i don't have the guts to go straight in front of him and say something. i saw him looking at me, maybe he's waiting for me to smile and scream his name and say hi. but no, it's different now. that would probably happen when i'm over him.  and i bet he's been thinking about what went inside my head cos' i've started to ignore him without a reason.(FOR HIM IT'S NOT A REASONABLE REASON COS' HE DOESNT KNOW WHAT I REALLY FEEL). his shout out was the bomb. i'd rather choose to get hit by a 10 wheeler truck rather than see him with her and read his fuckin' shoutout and profile everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-6711524965724923235?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6711524965724923235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6711524965724923235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/02/fridaaaaaaaay.html' title='fridaaaaaaaay.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-2913912196143266545</id><published>2008-01-30T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T22:24:16.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANDREA AVENA  =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BABAENG SAKSAKAN NG SAWI SA PAG-IBIG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every "someone" who comes into my life &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; turns out to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and it sucks like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAAAAAAH! i super duper hate myself. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;since every someone turns out to be the same, am i really the one to blame? I fall so fast. haha. just a sweet-ish simple message,comment or whatever.. BOOM!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think he's ok naman eh" - my forever line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, dude. im still young. i shouldnt be feeling this kind of things. im just thirteen. IM STILL A KID,IM STILL A KID!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, im like fooling my self when i said that. i know i don't act my age. i go out,drink,do whatever i want and blah blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;right now all i wanna do is cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE'RE JUST FRIENDS. - him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;his shout out  was the shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-2913912196143266545?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2913912196143266545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2913912196143266545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wanna-cry.html' title='i wanna cry.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-3833796272594595081</id><published>2008-01-26T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T18:06:13.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gimmick later! wooooooot.</title><content type='html'>Im still sleepy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sophie woke me up. she's like screaming "deeeeee! deeeeeee!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha. laughtrip last night 3 way with ola and kryza. (BOBA'S BABY!) hahahaha. i told them something and they hella cant believe that i actually did that for the firs time.&lt;br /&gt;I REFUSED TO.. SECRET. :)&lt;br /&gt;and then 3 way again with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone &lt;/span&gt;and kryza. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's pass 10 now. and i shall be fixing myself already. HAHAHAHAHA. everbody knows it takes me more than an hour to fix myself.  i'll be picking up kryza in school and then joanna in her house. we'll go somewhere before going to town. aint sure yet but yea, we will drop by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone's &lt;/span&gt;house&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM HUNGRY. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-3833796272594595081?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3833796272594595081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3833796272594595081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/gimmick-later-wooooooot.html' title='gimmick later! wooooooot.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6452479658147700063</id><published>2008-01-25T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T07:18:07.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yea boiiii</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM BACK BETCHES. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;town tomorrow. heeehee!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kryza,ola,cols,keyth,jan,bianx,drenz an lotsa more. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-6452479658147700063?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6452479658147700063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6452479658147700063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/yea-boiiii.html' title='yea boiiii'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-4059120965164457597</id><published>2008-01-23T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:26:11.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAKASSSSSSSSS. errr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;takas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; post. *giggles* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's exam week and i cant go online. but! nobody's home right now. so yeah, hello internet. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of things happened this past few days. OH YES, I LOVE IT MAN. im'ma share it to you guys on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my bestfriend's/insecure loser's. LOL. i love you! hahaha! you make me laugh. seriously. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE BACK ON FRIDAY .&lt;br /&gt;PEACE, YO. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-4059120965164457597?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4059120965164457597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4059120965164457597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/takas-post.html' title='TAKASSSSSSSSS. errr.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6343709255821731808</id><published>2008-01-18T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T00:39:31.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>talaga naman!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;PINOY NGA NAMAN OH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PftltWnPVnM&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PftltWnPVnM&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:D&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/7578732027273840832-6343709255821731808?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6343709255821731808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6343709255821731808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/hahahaha.html' title='talaga naman!!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-8869437584344933404</id><published>2008-01-18T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:56:10.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday and fridayyy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;botany and math LT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a fight with ryan. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coleen was teasing me to ******. YIKES! :| ahahaha.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kilig naman daw ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NO WAY MAN. LIKE, NOOOOOO WAAAAAAAAAAAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since our driver went somewhere. no one can drive the car. meaning, NO ONE WILL PICK ME UP AND.. AND.. I HAVE TO COMMUTE! so yea, ate apple went to school to pick me up. obviously we have to commute. Ola and her yaya commuted too since her sister used their car. HAHAHA! we were&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sabay. &lt;/span&gt;we we're laughing so hard. we stopped by at southville for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geometry and zoology LT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coleen and louie kept on teasing me! i was the last one who finished the zoology test because of coleen. she kept on giving me ******'s data file folder. coleen told mrs. laguuyo about the thing between me and ******! YUUUUUUUUUCK!:)) mrs. laguyo smiled and started teasing me. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bakit ayaw mo kay ******? gwapo naman siya ah.&lt;/span&gt; - mrs. laguyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heh! you dont like him but, he likes you. dapat ganon ka na din! - &lt;/span&gt;coleen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh, wag niyo na gulohin si andrea. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yung puso niya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! -&lt;/span&gt; mrs. laguyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tignan mo oh! nasa likod mo data file floder niya! &lt;/span&gt;- coleen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after teasing me to that guy. coleen moved to another guy and moved again and again and again until it went back to HIM. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, all of the sixers kept on teasing me to him. which sucks like hell. :| haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY PEOPLE. I CANT GIVE THE NAME OF ******/HIM cos' it's confidential. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-8869437584344933404?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8869437584344933404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8869437584344933404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/tuesday-and-fridayyy.html' title='tuesday and fridayyy!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-8050383748847657287</id><published>2008-01-16T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:04:57.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lt started todaaaay!</title><content type='html'>long test's started today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;language,filipino and religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filipino and relgion was easy. language was a bit hard cos' it has 5 pages. back to back yo. nothing great today. boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break time was fun as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kryza,louie rose, mar,bianx,emil and drenz went to our classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEASING EACH OTHER TO THE MAX. LOVE TEAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coleen + mar + ryan = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EX&lt;/span&gt; love traingle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;muling ibalik ang tamis ng pag ibig!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*sings*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - kryza and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. coleen was sorta pissed. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ma, bagay ko ni drenz pero mas gusto namin si papa!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;landilicious! it's hot hot!&lt;/span&gt; - coleen and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonding with coleen,ola,jet and EJ. doodles during CA time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bulgaran&lt;/span&gt; moments. ryan bonded for a few minutes and then he got OP so he walked out.  but he's not mad. *wheeeeew!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremy,leejay,aki and pat were waiting outside our class. after we got dismissed coleen and I went to their classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si jeremy, inaapi ako!:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dayuuuuum. he's so mean. haha! chit-chat with max,che and pat for a while and then we saw kryza and keyth. after a few minutes of staying at their classroom coleen and i went down already. i saw ruy and as usual he was teasing me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonding with ola,kryza,coleen,mark,pat,trish and keyth and then mom fetched me.&lt;br /&gt;ok i have to study now. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-8050383748847657287?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8050383748847657287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8050383748847657287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/lt-started-todaaaay.html' title='lt started todaaaay!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6528055621948772449</id><published>2008-01-15T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:05:59.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more blog leave!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I JSUT CANT GO ON A BLOG LEAVE. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i'm too attached to blogging. and since i still have time to blog even though it's long test week. it's all good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"we roll with raspberry shit over there man!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sober much. :)) kidding. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coleen,ola and I were so excited. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Jet,ryan and EJ were so jealous. and ryan said he'll bring one tomorrow.  IF HE CAN. :))&lt;br /&gt;we had a surprise class for religion. yea yea, SURPRISE! mrs. manalastas came in to our class room and all of us were like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"teacher, bukas pa class natin!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a seatwork and i got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20 over 20&lt;/span&gt;. haha! love it. after 1 hour the class was finished and then we had home arts. RASPBERRY! RASPERRY! I CANT WAIT. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break time was fun as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"iikot tummy mo niyan!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it did. but not really. it's still all good. wahaha. i sound weird. right? haha! whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a quiz in geometry. tripping with ej,coleen and ola during the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;line of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; slang ng ola, OLAY! total effects! - &lt;/span&gt;EJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EJ:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slang ng ola.. OLAY! total effects. *laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sira!*Laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coleen&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lagot ka kay ola! hala.. *Laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EJ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; uyy! OLAY TOTAL EFFECTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ola: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siguro ginagamit mo yun noh? ej ah!*Laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EJ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; nung isang gabi lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stop na ej! *laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER EJ. WHATEVERRRR!=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i payed jeremy already. HAHAHA! no more 50 pesos bet! finally! everybody was laughing at us. i don't know why. :)) we were so&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kulit DAW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-6528055621948772449?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6528055621948772449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6528055621948772449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-jsut-cant-go-on-blog-leave.html' title='no more blog leave!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-4462239289938948920</id><published>2008-01-15T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:02:15.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER FELT THAT YOU WANT TO HURT OR TRASH TALK THIS PERSON FOR ACTING LIKE A MAJOR BITCH/ASS HOLE TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU JUST CANT HURT HIM/HER EMOTIONALLY OR PHYSICALLY BECAUSE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SOMEONE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WILL GET MAD AND EVEN THOUGH HE/SHE IS THE ONE WHO STARTED IT, YOU WILL STILL BE THE ONE WHO WILL LOOK LIKE THE BITCH OR "BAD" PERSON IN THE FIGHT. AND THIS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; WILL GET MAD AT YOU EVEN THOUGH YOU WERE THE ONE WHO GOT HURT BY HIM/HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE BEST THING THAT YOU CAN DO IS SHUT YOUR FREAKING MOUTH AND KEEP ALL THE FUCKING PAIN THAT HE/SHE HAD GIVEN TO YOU. BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY, THIS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SOMEONE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WILL BE IN HI'S/HER'S SIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-4462239289938948920?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4462239289938948920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4462239289938948920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-3505385481140229151</id><published>2008-01-14T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:43:27.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fucked up monday</title><content type='html'>what a monday. woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;i started my monday right by having a fight with mom before going to school. well im used to it. cos' it happens everytime. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly sucked like hell. mrs. perez asked me to be one of the leaders. i sang the hymn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoodie + spielefrau lanyard + black with a giant ribbon patent flats = dre, uniform pa ba yan?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mike was teasing me about my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ang tulis ng sapatos mo! baka maka-patay ka niyan!" &lt;/span&gt;- mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. it's pointed and i love it. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonding with ola,coleen and keyth.&lt;br /&gt;coleen and i got hungry during filipino time. good thing nicholas gave us e-aji! hahaha, thank you so uber mucho nich! loving you! hahaha! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sari-sari store&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumdum moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms. Ytoralde:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for example blah,blah,baka,siguro etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CALABAW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*after 2 minutes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shet! akala ko sinasabi ni ms. ytoralde, baka as in yung cow. hindi pala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coleen and ola&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break time was boring cos' we were rushing.&lt;br /&gt;went to the library and watched gulliver's for language. and then me,coleen,ej,jan and the others stayed at the library to finsih our drill sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JK,aki,lance and leejay were in the next table. as always, they were teasing me again. after a few minutes, jeremy arrived. HAHAHA. OH NOOOO!!:))&lt;br /&gt;we were so noisy. the librarian got pissed. :)) she'll send us out if we will continue our noise. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DAW.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good times, good times. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 11:15 aki,JK,leejay and jeremy passed by our classroom.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chillax&lt;/span&gt; with them plus coleen,ryan and EJ for a while, and then ms. tolentino arrived. so yea, we started the music class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dismissal was ok. talked to Aki and jeremy while they're having assembly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ONE OF THE BOYS NA SI DRE OH. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the hey?:)) no way man. like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOOOOOOOO WAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, change topic now. :)&lt;br /&gt;long tests will start on wednesday. I'm studying already. i need to get my old grades back! i seriously don't know what's happening to me, I'm not like this before. i became lazy. as in super duper mega duper lazy. gaaaah! i hate my grades. :( it's not that low. but, i know i can get a much higher grade than what i'm getting right now. believe it or not, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS STUDYING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good girl mode yo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;blog leave for 4 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im'ma go back by saturday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-3505385481140229151?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3505385481140229151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3505385481140229151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/fucked-up-monday.html' title='fucked up monday'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6095695682093121017</id><published>2008-01-13T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:48:58.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new ipod. :D</title><content type='html'>GAAAAAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired with my red nano.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i want something new&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;daddy said i can buy a new ipod if i want. but i still don't know what to buy.&lt;br /&gt;Ipod touch or Ipod nano video? both 8gb. the itouch 16gb is too much for me. haha!&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/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4HOAf08SkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/UAi32KFQW5A/s1600-h/ipodtouch450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 137px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4HOAf08SkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/UAi32KFQW5A/s200/ipodtouch450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152625956627434050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4HNw_08SjI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4GT-ADurdd4/s1600-h/522658361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4HNw_08SjI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4GT-ADurdd4/s200/522658361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152625690339461682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which one is better? haha. I'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy. i still don't have a new phone. mom said she'll buy me today. but everytime i ask her about the phone, she'll ignore me. DAMN THIS THING SUCKS LIKE HELL. :( i borrowed my yaya's phone yesterday, i received million's of message's from my friends. they're forcing me to buy a new phone. dad kept on asking me if i have a new phone already. i emailed him a while ago and told him that mom just kept me hoping and waiting for nothing. it sucks right? dayuuuum!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-6095695682093121017?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6095695682093121017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6095695682093121017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-ipod-d.html' title='new ipod. :D'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4HOAf08SkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/UAi32KFQW5A/s72-c/ipodtouch450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-1961446951055322631</id><published>2008-01-11T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:49:00.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fashion show 08!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;FASHION SHOW 2008&lt;/span&gt;. i love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had this fashion show for home arts. it will serve as our long test for that subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughter + friends + kilig moments = AWWW. I LOVE YOU GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;the 6C and 4B watched us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;people that i would like to thank:  Aki araikawa&lt;br /&gt;                                                            Jason garcia&lt;br /&gt;                                                            Pat Mirador&lt;br /&gt;                                                            Che Lanting&lt;br /&gt;                                                            Maxx Rili&lt;br /&gt;                                                            Mika Anatalio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PM PEOPLE. :)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aki and jason&lt;/span&gt;: thank you cos' even though you guys are pm people. you went to our classroom to help with the decoration's. I'm so touched! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pat,che,mika and maxx: &lt;/span&gt;thank you cos' you guys were the one who took the pictures for me. i love you girlies!:) bonding again next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4ckUP08SlI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_dNbLoYnRHo/s1600-h/DSC03489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4ckUP08SlI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_dNbLoYnRHo/s320/DSC03489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154128228813392466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4clDf08SnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2TlpDHXaIlU/s1600-h/DSC03518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4clDf08SnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2TlpDHXaIlU/s200/DSC03518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154129040562211442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4clsP08SpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OPXQ8Fv3yZA/s1600-h/DSC03527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4clsP08SpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OPXQ8Fv3yZA/s200/DSC03527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154129740641880722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4cl4v08SqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/SuX8l-fhVsw/s1600-h/DSC03566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4cl4v08SqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/SuX8l-fhVsw/s200/DSC03566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154129955390245538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4cmD_08SrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KtuPia6OXkE/s1600-h/DSC03533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4cmD_08SrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KtuPia6OXkE/s200/DSC03533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154130148663773874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4ck0v08SmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oJtFMIHmVos/s1600-h/DSC03540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4ck0v08SmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oJtFMIHmVos/s200/DSC03540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154128787159140962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4clPv08SoI/AAAAAAAAAJE/g0hfXx32j9E/s1600-h/DSC03544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4clPv08SoI/AAAAAAAAAJE/g0hfXx32j9E/s200/DSC03544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154129251015608962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;view my multiply for more pictures. :)&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/7578732027273840832-1961446951055322631?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1961446951055322631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1961446951055322631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/fashion-show-08.html' title='fashion show 08!!!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R4ckUP08SlI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_dNbLoYnRHo/s72-c/DSC03489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-4600324221588523734</id><published>2008-01-10T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:05:01.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday</title><content type='html'>happy thursday.&lt;br /&gt;we didn't have math! woohoo! and we didn't have PE also. we practiced for the fashion show on friday(tomorrow) well, it was fun.  the forever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hirits&lt;/span&gt; of jet. also known as my twin/partner. we all laughed because of the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ewan&lt;/span&gt;" pose of the other students. the wrong terms, the facial expression and the exit. plus jet's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hirits&lt;/span&gt;. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;line of the day:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;cabel! wala ka na sa stage!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -jet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finished around 9:45 and then went to the canteen with ola,louie and coleen. bought sprite, talked to trishe,louie rose . mike kept on screaming at me. :)) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"WALA KA NANAMANG PHONE?! ILANG BESES KA BA NAG PAPALIT NG PHONE SA ISANG TAON!!"&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. i miss mike. he's my second lil' bro(next to ryan) and gimmick partner at the same time.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the forever cool and on-the-go guy&lt;/span&gt;.  why did he fucking leave the section A? WHYYYY?!  hahaha. anyway, we went back to our own classrooms after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan gave me 2 chocolate wafers. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. :)) awww! love you anak!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a quiz in language. i got 23 over 25. daaaaaamn! i shouldn't have changed my answers! oh well. at least i got a passing score.&lt;br /&gt;food trip with ms. ascano, we super love her. as a teacher/mommy/big sister and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what the hey" session with ola during the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ola:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang panget ng buhok ni *****!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; onga. parang totoy. *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ola:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; laitera ka talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; totoy bibo! *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yea yea, I'm bad. ;)&lt;br /&gt;we answered a drill sheet in zoology, my dumdum moment again. I accidentally wrote his name on my drill sheet! stupid me! since our names have the same first 5 letters. now everybody thinks i really do like him. EEEEEEHHHH. :( "if it's meant to be, it's meant to be!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coleen:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may ng backstab kanina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*while screaming* sino?! si DEEEEEEEEEEN?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coleen:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*walks away* ay hindi! sobrang hindi. *laughing and gives the yes action*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ola:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sira ka talaga! ang lapit pa naman niya. ang ingay moooo. *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the zoology drill sheet was way waaaaaaay hard man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pano ba to! pano ko i-eexplain yung reproduction ng mamallia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; hospitalize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?! *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coleen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; veterenary!*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"kumakain ba ang plant ng karne?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-ola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. there's this question at the drill sheet.&lt;br /&gt;what's the digestive system of pisces?&lt;br /&gt;since i'm really cramming to finish the drill sheet because its our dismissal already, i answered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mouth&lt;/span&gt;. what the fuck right?:)) i was like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"mouth sinagot ko. loser eh!"&lt;/span&gt; coleen,ola and I were laughing so hard.  coleen was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ako nga sagot ko dyan, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fins&lt;/span&gt; eh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2 hella bright childs. right?:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aki,jeremy and JK were making &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tambay&lt;/span&gt; outside our classroom door. I'm teasing Aki and then jeremy made epal about our silly bet before. i have to pay him 50 bucks. because he won the bet. :)) he kept on asking for it. i tried to give him the money but he refuses to accept it. he'll just say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"wag na." labo &lt;/span&gt;much, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ang laki ng bag mo! may isang milyon ata dyan!"&lt;/span&gt; - JK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"puno yan ng pera noh!&lt;/span&gt;" - aki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i opened my wallet they kept on teasing me that i'm a rich kid and blah blah. which is so not true. :) lol. ahahaha. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonding with the 6B people during dismissal.  love this day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-4600324221588523734?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4600324221588523734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4600324221588523734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/thursday.html' title='thursday'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-8154006247903947820</id><published>2008-01-09T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T01:05:16.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>olsat day 2</title><content type='html'>first of all, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 13TH BIRTHDAY JOANNA DOPLON! LOVE YA MOMA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSAT day02. damn! the questions were hard. the test yesterday was way too easy compared to the test today. oh well, at least were done.&lt;br /&gt;well well well, nothing much today.&lt;br /&gt;at last, i'm wearing the right uniform!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kulitan&lt;/span&gt; moments with ej and ryan when i entered the classroom. they were sitting beside me. boohoo. :)) ryan was on the right side while ej was on the left. coleen,ola and the others were sitting on their table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; siksikan naman! ano tayo? sardinas?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para tayong sandwich! toasted bread kayo. :)) brown uniform niyo eh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ryan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; eh ikaw? anong palaman ka? eh dark blue uniform mo! and bakit naman tinapay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ej: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayoko ng tinapay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dumb bitches. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coleen,ola and I went to the cr during free time. we saw some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hottie's from southville&lt;/span&gt;. :))  they're having PE class at the gym. hahahaha. trish,kryza and louie rose went to the cr too. we chit0chatted for a while. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baha &lt;/span&gt;at cr. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had an early break time! YEEEEEY! went to the canteen with ola and coleen. ate mykka was on duty. we talked for a while. and laughed as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive us,  laughing is our favorite hobby. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i entered the classroom ryan threw 3 chocolate wafers at my table.&lt;br /&gt;i was like, "shit ano yung binato ni ry?!" with matching shocked face. haha! so he was teasing me about **** again. gosh, I'm tired of it. super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after break we had our freaking OLSAT again. we finished around 10:30 and then we had botany and zoology class. we have  homeworks in zoology and one homework in botany. it's due tomorrow and on friday. GAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;bonding with some 6C people, coleen and I were teasing aki. haha!&lt;br /&gt;"danni aki!"&lt;br /&gt;"danyaki!"&lt;br /&gt;"aki, manyakis!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. everybody was laughing. aki didn't get mad or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my driver fetched me around 12:45 it's freakin' late already good thing trish and louie rose were still there. so we bonded for a little while oh, and chiara and kim were also there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to phase 1 a while ago with my mom,my sister,my aunt and cousin. Ate imee and i are planning to buy san mig and vodka this friday. for nothing. haha! trip trip trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-8154006247903947820?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8154006247903947820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8154006247903947820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/olsat-day-2.html' title='olsat day 2'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-3788996277224554584</id><published>2008-01-08T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T00:00:24.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>olsat day 1</title><content type='html'>OLSAT test day 01.&lt;br /&gt;SO FUN DUDE. hahaha! i'm wearing the wrong uniform and i'm proud of it!&lt;br /&gt;usually when we have the olsat test we always wear the regular uniform.&lt;br /&gt;but since i used the regular uniform yesterday, i felt like wearing the PE unifrom(dengue attire) today. when i arrived everybody was wearing regular. i was so damn shocked. i went straight to the faculty to call and tell my yaya to bring the regular uniform. but my teacher said it's ok to wear the PE. but i wanted the regular so yea. :)) denden was late. she was wearing the PE too. and then jan was wearing PE also. so i realized that i'm aint going to change. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;labo!&lt;/span&gt; woohoo. :)) after a few minutes my uniform arrived. the guard went to our classroom to give it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ej and denden were talking.. they were laughing as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ej:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*gets den's left earring*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; HI, I'M ANDREA!*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;denden and me: &lt;/span&gt;what the?! *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We answered 350+ questions. the test wasn't that hard. well, it's not hard at all.  it's so funny cos' the test was so easy the others slept while answering it. i dont know why. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anne&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *sleeping*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ryan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tulog naaaaaaaaaa. *singing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ola and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs. laguyo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*went to anne's table*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                            ok lang. she's done na eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ryan: &lt;/span&gt;teacher, ng hula lang yan kaya natapos agad!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6a class:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break time was fun. went to the canteen with ola,coleen and louie. after a few minutes we went back to our classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan gave me 3 chocolate wafers. HAHAHAHAHAHA. it was on my table when we entered the classrom. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me,coleen and louie&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aww. how sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ryan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ma, bigay yan ni **** eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: ah leche. sayo to galing eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ryan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dumaan si papa dito. ibigay daw sayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; asa! pake ko sa tatay mo. dun na siya kay ***** niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT.&lt;br /&gt;haha. stop stop stop!:)) thas enough. i'm tired with this kind of conversation. they dont believe me when i say that i've moved on already. because i always tell that to them everytime something bad happens between me and that person. but this time it's way freaking real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE MOVED ON ALREADY AND I AM SO DAMN OVER IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cheers yo!:D&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to the OLSAT thing.&lt;br /&gt;we finished the test around 10:30 and at 11:15 we had a class in math. Mrs. marzan gave a quiz it was easy. me,coleen and ola were laughing our heart's out because of someone/something.  and then ryan joined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"snipper 05!"&lt;br /&gt;"finger lickin' good! KFC."&lt;br /&gt;"i like black. black looks good."&lt;br /&gt;"shining,shimmering,splendid!"&lt;br /&gt;"captured moment si ******!"&lt;br /&gt;"ISTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha. i know you dont get it. woot. ;) OLSAT test day 2 tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;FREE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-3788996277224554584?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3788996277224554584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3788996277224554584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/olsat-day-1.html' title='olsat day 1'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-7772184664142226719</id><published>2008-01-07T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T23:14:43.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school yo.</title><content type='html'>back to school. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun fun. as always. :)&lt;br /&gt;woke up around 5:45, took a bath,eat super duper few rice and then went straight to school.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw my grade 5 dearies near the bag area, we chit-chatted for a while and then i saw ola,coleenkryza sitting somewhere near the bookstore. i missed my friends like hell! so as usual, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kwento kwento&lt;/span&gt; about the stuffs that happened during christmas break and the people we met during the break. haha! oh yes. :) and then we had assembly at the gym. after a few minutes of standing and laughing at the gym we went to our own classrooms. our first subject was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOMEROOM&lt;/span&gt;. yeyness! all of us were like "chikahan na to!/free time!" but instead of having the whole free time thing in homeroom, we had a discussion in botany and 2 drill sheets. dayuuum! haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan was fooling around. again! he's annoying but, i  still super love him as a little brother/anak. :) ej was absent and jet was late, so.. he bonded with us first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ma,nice legs. *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coleen and ola&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*answering a drillsheet* pwede ba ryan! tigil tigilan mo ko ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during filipino time. while our teacher was discussing, i went to the lunch bag area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; shet. gutom na ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ryan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teacher, si andrea oh! ng ha-hi jack na-naman ng lunch box sa likod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fuck ryan. haha! everybody was laughing again. but its all good.&lt;br /&gt;as always, math sucked like hell because of mrs. marzan. tss! there's never a happy moment when you're with mrs. marzan yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;algebra booklet. &lt;/span&gt;i finished page 1. haha. boo me. useless dude. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; nandito na si EJ!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ola and coleen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: saan?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eto oh! *shows the hair-y  looking rainbow ball*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ryan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; diba si ej, ma buhok! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;break time was fun. :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mga gutom&lt;/span&gt;! haha! good times at the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;language was a bit boring today. we answered and checked our language workbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot that we have music class today! damn! i forgot my recorder and notebook. good thing Jet(my twin) forgot his recorder too. so.. while the others were playing their recorder, we were playing the rainbow ball at the back of ms. tolentino. :)) good thing she didn't get mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OLSAT&lt;/span&gt; test tomorrow. and the next day also. everybody was so happy cos' we wont have classes because of the test. but unfortunately, mrs. marzan scheduled a quiz in math tomorrow. rawr. KJ MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's our grade 6 fashion show on friday. i'm going to wear zobel's cheering uniform. :P :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-7772184664142226719?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/7772184664142226719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/7772184664142226719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-to-school-yo.html' title='back to school yo.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-3426208483384326120</id><published>2008-01-05T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T04:12:54.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>takas past.</title><content type='html'>awwww.&lt;br /&gt;takas post. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school on the 7th. i need to finish my notes,homeworks,unfinished seatworks and the freakin' home arts scrapbook. so yes, i am busy busy busy. i might change my layie next week or next next week cos' i'm having my adobe back. yeyness!;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE SOMEONE RIGHT NOW. err. :( he's nice but.. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;he's making me sad. :( SUPER DUPER MEGA DUPER SAD. :( :( *sigh* i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm super lazy to do my thingies for school.  I'll just cram tomorrow. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha. I'm so random. sorry. :D&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i deleted my song. cos' i hate it. i really really hate it. wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHIT. I'M SO RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell. =)) since i still don't have a new layie, check my multiply first. cos' that's really updated on all the things that is happening in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UHM, I'LL JUST POST WHEN I CAN. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-3426208483384326120?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3426208483384326120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3426208483384326120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/takas-past.html' title='takas past.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-4158641611561072144</id><published>2008-01-01T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T19:51:20.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2k8 ya'll! tis' my year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank all of my friends for giving me a one hella year!&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE 2007, HELLO 2008!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-4158641611561072144?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4158641611561072144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4158641611561072144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-2k8-yall-tis-my-year.html' title=''/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-884427108705445131</id><published>2007-12-30T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:49:01.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEEEEEE!:) IM 13!:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FINALLY! I'M A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;TEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rained today. in Chinese it means goodluck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well, i invited more than 20 people to go to my party and guess how many came.&lt;br /&gt;*drum roll*&lt;br /&gt;3!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. fun party though. and it's a sunday. so obviously, all of them were busy with family things. anyhoo, i went to town with kash,bianx and denden after.&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to have a 2nd party for the people who didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;go me! haha!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3encv08ScI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N8rsgd73hSU/s1600-h/DSC03070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3encv08ScI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N8rsgd73hSU/s320/DSC03070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149768811238148546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3en8P08SdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ASZdEorrlrY/s1600-h/DSC03075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3en8P08SdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ASZdEorrlrY/s320/DSC03075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149769352404027858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st pic&lt;/span&gt;: the host and I. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd pic&lt;/span&gt;: my yaya vs. kash! HAHAHA. games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3eomv08SeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_DjK61v8iNs/s1600-h/DSC03090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3eomv08SeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_DjK61v8iNs/s320/DSC03090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149770082548468194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3epEf08SfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IFWOUzShfNU/s1600-h/DSC03096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3epEf08SfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IFWOUzShfNU/s320/DSC03096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149770593649576434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st pic:&lt;/span&gt; den, passing the mic to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd pic&lt;/span&gt;: the foooooooooood. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3epjP08SgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mqfGeNUX4Iw/s1600-h/DSC03099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3epjP08SgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mqfGeNUX4Iw/s320/DSC03099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149771121930553858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3ep6_08ShI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0_jxydATJeg/s1600-h/DSC03100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3ep6_08ShI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0_jxydATJeg/s320/DSC03100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149771529952446994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st pic: &lt;/span&gt;grimace is so hot! haha!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd pic&lt;/span&gt;: lucas with ronald. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tamad na. HAHAHA. :P&lt;br /&gt;go and check my multiply for more pictures.  &lt;a href="http://chilicake.multiply.com/"&gt;www.chilicake.multiply.com &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(&lt;u&gt;CONTACTS ONLY&lt;/u&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im too lazy to upload some pics from town and here in my house. teehee! kash stayed here. we had a photo shoot man. hahaha! fun fun. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-884427108705445131?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/884427108705445131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/884427108705445131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-to-meeeeeeeee-im-13.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEEEEEE!:) IM 13!:)'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3encv08ScI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N8rsgd73hSU/s72-c/DSC03070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-4773111770015298644</id><published>2007-12-28T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:49:02.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>phone and cam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I STILL DON'T HAVE A PHONE. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to char's house yesterday. stayed there for a couple of hours and then went to town with mom and my 2 auntie's yesterday. i saw ***!:x hello hotness! he was staring at me. i don't know why. :)) awwww&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;! kilig &lt;/span&gt;much!&lt;br /&gt;mom has a new phone, that hot red N76. well, it's nice. daddy said i can have it first. since he was the one who bought the phone for mom. HAHAHAHA. but, no thanks. I'm goin' to stick with my future phone. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V6&lt;/span&gt; babylove. w&lt;br /&gt;we went to this phone store and they still don't have a stock for V6. they'll have the V6 by next year, first week of January.&lt;br /&gt;SO YEA, I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE. I THINK I'M GONNA DIE.&lt;br /&gt;now everybody in this house calls me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;phoneless girl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i need to buy my own cam! my 2 sisters(tin and pat) they both have there own digi cam's. the hassle part is i can't borrow there cam 24/7 everybody knows i take lots and lots of pictures. my phone gets low bat easily when i take pictures. it sucks like hell man.&lt;br /&gt;daddy and i are planning to buy a cam for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3Sz9_08SYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/A_XebHc1stI/s1600-h/9803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3Sz9_08SYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/A_XebHc1stI/s200/9803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148938151678200194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3S0Lf08SZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-cJcEg1gMuM/s1600-h/21146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3S0Lf08SZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-cJcEg1gMuM/s200/21146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148938383606434194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3S0Wf08SaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C3bH_Dg2MV4/s1600-h/22239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3S0Wf08SaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C3bH_Dg2MV4/s200/22239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148938572584995234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3S0bf08SbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2LPaZxiTMAk/s1600-h/22257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3S0bf08SbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2LPaZxiTMAk/s200/22257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148938658484341170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which one is the best? GAAAAAAH! i don't know what to buy. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-4773111770015298644?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4773111770015298644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4773111770015298644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/12/phone-and-cam.html' title='phone and cam'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R3Sz9_08SYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/A_XebHc1stI/s72-c/9803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-3618533107950945614</id><published>2007-12-25T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T22:49:36.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatta christmas</title><content type='html'>oh goodie, my christmas sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WAS SICK MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my head hurts and everytime i see food i think i'm gonna vomit or something and i felt so dizzy. i didn't eat dinner and noche buena. i didn't even join their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tagay session&lt;/span&gt;. because I'm sick. i just watched sophie and lucas open there gifts. lucas' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ninang &lt;/span&gt;bought him a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zara&lt;/span&gt; shirt. haha. he's one hella lucky kiddo. anyway,  i chit-chatted with kash on the phone and then i slept around 1:30&lt;br /&gt;i woke up this morning, feeling so dizzy. i cant even walk because my body hurts and i was still sleepy and the vomit thing. argh! hassle much. and then mom said i should drink that goji juice. so yea, after drinking i slept again and then i woke up at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 in the afternoon&lt;/span&gt;.  woohoo! yes, I'm a sleepyhead. who cares. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might go to to town later. i have the cha-ching for my phone already. YEEEEEEY!&lt;br /&gt;daddy dear said he'll buy me a new cam as a gift for christmas and my birthday. but obviously the cam that he'll buy will be here in the philippines next year. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-3618533107950945614?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3618533107950945614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3618533107950945614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/12/whatta-christmas.html' title='whatta christmas'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-2125784364261837400</id><published>2007-12-23T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T23:16:43.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha! bakit nalang?</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i noticed that i sound so mature in my posts. right? hahahaha. i find it so uber mucho funny.   it doesn't sound like the real me. well, i don't live a normal life of a 12 year old girl. everybody knows that at this young age, i have experienced a lot from family,school,friends and "love" problems. i cant believe that I've tried to commit suicide for lots of times before. haha! c'mon! laugh with me. :)) before, i always say that suicide is the last thing that i would do in this freaking world.  but just because of some stupid little problem, i tried to kill myself. damn, seriously i cant believe that i wanted to do that.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,i got hurt by the "love" and family problems emotionally and physically. oh yes! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PHYSICALLY&lt;/span&gt;. i have phased lots of trials and storms this year and I'm really glad that i have survived all of it and it made me a better person.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I'm sure that &lt;u&gt;I am stronger than before.&lt;/u&gt; WOOHOO! YEYNESS ME!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i wanna thank this person who made me stronger. from all of the heart aches,gossips,tears and problems that this beloved person gave me, i became so much stronger and now i know that i can phase any problem that this freaking person will give me. HAHAHA. and i realized that I'm better of without this&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; beloved person. &lt;/span&gt;cos'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I DON'T NEED THE BULLSHIT THAT THIS PERSON BRINGS INTO MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like what deanna also known as my best bitch/beeyotch/bitchette said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;you're still young and there's still lots of fish under the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I'll be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; next Sunday and I'll be having a kiddie party.  :)&lt;br /&gt;my friends and family will be there. haha! i'm excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-2125784364261837400?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2125784364261837400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2125784364261837400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/12/haha-bakit-nalang.html' title='haha! bakit nalang?'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-1638605528015706457</id><published>2007-12-22T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T03:18:02.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring saturday.</title><content type='html'>BORINGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a phone right now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go the the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; shutdown &lt;/span&gt;later. but for sure, mom won't let me go.&lt;br /&gt;err! this day sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-1638605528015706457?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1638605528015706457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1638605528015706457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/12/boring-saturday.html' title='boring saturday.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-5128136497781869018</id><published>2007-12-21T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:49:02.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY! I'M FREE!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;christmas break. YEY YEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my wallet. gosh, its like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my money again..  err!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my hair is uber short na. i cried after. yes, weird much right? i wanted a new look and then after getting a new haircut, i'll&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; cry &lt;/span&gt;because it's too short and blah blah blah. oh well. after 2 hours of crying and throwing the pillows inside my room, i realized that my hair wasnt that bad. but! ITS STILL SHORT. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R2tziP08STI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6gLKptLqCQ4/s1600-h/LALALADOO2017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R2tziP08STI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6gLKptLqCQ4/s200/LALALADOO2017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146334031402256690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R2t0Ov08SUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Vu5RXvuqFP4/s1600-h/LALALADOO2014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R2t0Ov08SUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Vu5RXvuqFP4/s200/LALALADOO2014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146334795906435394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well well, since its christmas break and i have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; to do.. i can post everyday again!:)&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/7578732027273840832-5128136497781869018?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5128136497781869018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5128136497781869018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/12/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R2tziP08STI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6gLKptLqCQ4/s72-c/LALALADOO2017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-2616967725000831563</id><published>2007-12-14T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T02:24:06.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one hellava week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;INTRAMS!!(december 12 &amp;amp; 13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OVER ALL AND CHEERING CHAMPIONS BABY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo! go Indians!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations to the blue hunters. :) you guys were so damn good! love love!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the HS food fair. some of the grade 6 students(including me) made epal. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAID FOR A DAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; -me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! Joanna was my partner. it was fun! bonding with  some 4th year people.  they're so nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;our job wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fair ended around 4-ish and then bonding with trish,kryza,louie anne &amp;amp; rose,joanna,jan,coleen,den den,yumi,leanne,david and the daughter and son of ms. perez.&lt;br /&gt;adorable babies! i so love em'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall rest now. :)) *bow*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-2616967725000831563?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2616967725000831563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2616967725000831563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-hellava-week.html' title='one hellava week!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-4383172982664350369</id><published>2007-12-09T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T02:01:16.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOUCHED MEHN.</title><content type='html'>*touched*&lt;br /&gt;coleen texted me and said..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;dre, dami nag hahanap sayo dito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;more than 10 boys from OBGH were looking for me at the assembly. :) awwwnnneeess!&lt;br /&gt;ryan said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6 guys yung gwapo tapos yung isa fat guy.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;what the hey? i don't even know them and how did they know that i'm from LP?&lt;br /&gt;thanks to them, now everybody keeps on teasing me that i have secret admirer's/suitors from GH. gaaaawwwd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the oh-so-shocking and kilig part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; WAS LOOKING FOR ME TOO. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;uno's replacement. lol! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy. :) well, its monday again tomorrow. hello cheering practice!&lt;br /&gt;from 7-9 am and 1-3:30 pm. raaaaawwwr.&lt;br /&gt;goodluck to me and my co-cheerdancers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-4383172982664350369?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4383172982664350369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4383172982664350369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/12/touched-mehn.html' title='TOUCHED MEHN.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-5702399120328560059</id><published>2007-12-06T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T16:58:08.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheering pratices and blah. :)</title><content type='html'>cheering is ok ok ok. :)&lt;br /&gt;i so love my co-cheerdancers! exept for .... and ...... HAHAHA. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll have this parent teacher assembly in OBGH tomorrow, 8-12 = BORINGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;joanna,me and the other's will not come. HAHA!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i shall go to town and hunt for zeehuts nalang noh! may napala pa ko."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;bad muchie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i swear this post will be so random. :))&lt;br /&gt;sorry sorry. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i'm hating this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guy(?)&lt;/span&gt;. tsk tsk!&lt;br /&gt;oh well. he's ain't important. after this thing-y, our so called "friendship" will be so damn over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaja had an accident. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO UBER MUCHO TIRED LOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. WE DANCED FOR 6 HOURS TODAY. AND I HAD NO STRETCHING.&lt;br /&gt;DUDE, MY BONES! MY BONES! IT HURTS MAN. AND! I CANT SO THE SCORPION.&lt;br /&gt;RAWR! BYE BYE TO MY OH-SO-FAMOUS STUNT. I CANT DO IT COS' OF MY FREAKIN' LEGS, IT HURTS AND I CANT STRETCH IT! OH GOD, PRAY FOR MEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO DO THAT. ERR! INTRAMS IS NEXT WEEK!:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, IM'MA SLEEP NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-5702399120328560059?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5702399120328560059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/5702399120328560059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/12/cheering-pratices-and-blah.html' title='cheering pratices and blah. :)'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6143540213770452348</id><published>2007-12-03T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T01:46:51.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday 12.03.07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday 13th birthday jasmine bardoles!!:)&lt;br /&gt;lurve ya. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cheerig practice sucks.&lt;br /&gt;there's this girl who is such a feeling captain. err! she's stealing my role. HAHA! bitch-y much? whatever-ness.  she's not even the co-captain, like what the hell? oh well. no matter what happens I'm still way way better than her. LOL. :))&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to get mad at her cos' she's one of my best buddie's in the whole freakin' wide world but but but!! its not right man, so not right. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT I STILL LOVE HER LIKE A SISTER&lt;/span&gt;. ;) hahaha! i know, I'm so labo. :)) see, i'm a good girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hope that the indian's will still bring home the cheering champion's certificate. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-6143540213770452348?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6143540213770452348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6143540213770452348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/12/monday-120307.html' title='monday 12.03.07'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-4884725313324467105</id><published>2007-12-02T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T04:28:54.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HATE YOOH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAMN YOU LOSER. I WISH YOU'RE GONNA DIE RIGHT ABOUT THIS SECOND. I HATE YOU SO SO UBER MUCH! FLIRT! EWWW! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S MAKING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;HABOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. YUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok ok, i so hate this girl. It's so damn obvious, right?&lt;br /&gt;LOTS OF SHIT HAPPENED TODAY BABY LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so mad. if that loser is in front of me right now, she'll be dead after a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;i know, i'm bad. whatever. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with my beloved family today. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I SAW DRENZ&lt;/span&gt;. :)) at toy kingdom, we were screaming and teasing each other. ate tin was shocked. HAHA. we didnt get to take a picture cos' my phone was low bat. but its all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I NEED A NEW HAIRCUT AND I NEED TO GO SHOPPING BEFORE THE XMAS PARTY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoodie hoodie hoodie, i want to buy that hoodie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bow*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-4884725313324467105?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4884725313324467105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4884725313324467105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/12/hate-yooh.html' title='HATE YOOH'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-3178929699215343342</id><published>2007-12-01T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T05:42:04.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>december UNO. (:</title><content type='html'>its 01 today. (:&lt;br /&gt;haha! I'm so happy! someone is so damn back in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNO FOREVER AND EVER BABE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went to makati with mom,ate renee and ate tin. nothing great. boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JASON SENT ME THIS SURVEY VIA FRIENDSTER.&lt;br /&gt;so true. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why do boys fall in love with girls&lt;br /&gt;(This was written by a guy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Girl's always smell good even if it is just shampoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The way their head always finds the right spot on our shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How cute they look when they sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The ease in which they fit into our arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 . The way they kiss you and all of sudden everything in the world is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How cute they are when they eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The way it takes them hours to get dressed but in the end it's all worth while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Because they are always warm evenif it's -30 outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. They look good no matter what they wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The way they fish for compliments even though you both know that you think she's the&lt;br /&gt;most beautiful girl on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How cute they are when they argue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The way her hand always finds yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 . The way they smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The way you feel after you see her name on your cell after you just had a big fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The way they say "lets not fight anymore"- even though you know that an hour later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. The way they kiss you after a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 . The way they kiss you after you say "i love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Actually, The way they kiss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The way they fall into your arms when they cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. They way they apologize after crying over something that silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. The way they hit you and expect it to hurt *i think every girl is guilty of this! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Then the way they apologize when it does hurt (even though we don't admit it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. The way they say "i miss you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. The way you miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. The way their tears make you want to change the world so it doesn't hurt her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet regardless if you love them, hatethem, wish they would die or know that you would die&lt;br /&gt;without them, it doesnt matter! Because once in your life, whatever they are to the world, they become everything to you. When you look at them in the eyes, travel the depths of their souls and say a million things without trace of sound, you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beats of her very heart. We love them for a million reasons, no paper do it justice. It is a thing of not the mind but the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A feeling, Only felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-3178929699215343342?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3178929699215343342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3178929699215343342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/12/december-uno.html' title='december UNO. (:'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-161778714993337107</id><published>2007-11-30T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:49:03.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one upon a friday night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO CLASSES!&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kash was supposed to come here today cos' we have plans on going to town,phase 1 and have some sister-ish bonding. but since its 3 in the afternoon already and she's still not here i went out with my family instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want high shorts! goossshh! i want it so badly. :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while going home, i passed by ******'s village and oh gosh! he was standing near the gate of the village. SO YES YES YES! I SAW HIM!:x he's with his friends. **** was there too. kilig much!&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, whatever me, PAST IS PAST. ****** and **** had been my so called "friends" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;before. &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHA. get it?&lt;br /&gt;and then after seeing those guys, i texted ola and told her that i saw my past&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"friends".&lt;br /&gt;ola said they played dota(?) errr. whatever. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, I'm talking to kash right now.&lt;br /&gt;she's the only person who understands me.&lt;br /&gt;she's my lil' sis/best friend and all.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad that we became uber close last year. even though she's in woodrose now and i'm still in ob, were still tight as ever. and i'm so proud to say that. even though she's like a million miles away from me, she's still updated with my crappy life.&lt;br /&gt;i've been acting like a bitch to her since this morning. i kept on screaming at her and all.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know the why? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yes yes, I KNOW I'M BAD. :( &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but hey, she didn't get mad.. and then i said sorry to her a few hours ago, and she said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"ok lang yun. don't worry, i understand you naman eh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;understanding much? hahaha! i'm super duper mega duper glad that she's my best friend and little sister. :)&lt;br /&gt;&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/_mZMYsxnXcso/R1ALvG8K0GI/AAAAAAAAAGI/f3pvWONf7yc/s1600-R/BOOM.1542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R1ALvG8K0GI/AAAAAAAAAGI/TuVQEnsGz1k/s200/BOOM.1542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138620078774472802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R1AMN28K0HI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dszcXgYf5mI/s1600-R/BOOM.1469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R1AMN28K0HI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/z-OmuK9g1-U/s200/BOOM.1469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138620607055450226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R1AK6G8K0EI/AAAAAAAAAF4/__sDG3Xx8Ag/s1600-R/BOOM.1470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R1AK6G8K0EI/AAAAAAAAAF4/zVQ6bYZlEIA/s200/BOOM.1470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138619168241406018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R1ALSW8K0FI/AAAAAAAAAGA/L2lxezLYA_Q/s1600-R/BOOM.1474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R1ALSW8K0FI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MvR1Ng1AW5M/s200/BOOM.1474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138619584853233746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks for everything lil' sis! love ya co-bitch!(:&lt;br /&gt;i'll always be here for you too. (;&lt;br /&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/7578732027273840832-161778714993337107?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/161778714993337107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/161778714993337107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-upon-friday-night.html' title='one upon a friday night.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZMYsxnXcso/R1ALvG8K0GI/AAAAAAAAAGI/TuVQEnsGz1k/s72-c/BOOM.1542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-7181815785362230012</id><published>2007-11-29T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T06:14:33.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a post. DUHH.</title><content type='html'>one week to go. say hello to our last intrams. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"MANALO,MATALO HOT PA DIN KAMI!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha! loves it.&lt;br /&gt;this will be the last year that i will be dancing for the red indian's team.&lt;br /&gt;on december 12 and 13, the red indian's and the blue hunter's will once again compete for the over all and cheering competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know everybody is excited for this event. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, enough with the intrams.&lt;br /&gt;lets get random. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;new haircut.  it gon' be short sweetie. (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm sleepy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;50% single and 50% taken = WHAAAAAAT?=))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dad doesn't want to buy me a new phone. :|&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;29 days to go!(: i'll finally be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;teen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://chilicake.multiply.com"&gt;www.chilicake.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;embassy super club. =]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;i want oreo's. lots of oreo's!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;i so damn need to go shopping.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;i miss uno.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-7181815785362230012?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/7181815785362230012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/7181815785362230012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/11/post-duhh.html' title='a post. DUHH.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-3120043039443815157</id><published>2007-11-25T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:48:56.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>INTRAMS MEHN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;INTRAMS ON DECEMBER 12 AND 13.&lt;br /&gt;BUSY BUSY BUSY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHEERING PRACTICE,CHEERING PRACTICE AND MORE CHEERING PRACTICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im'ma post when i can. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-3120043039443815157?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3120043039443815157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/3120043039443815157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/11/intrams-on-december-12-and-13.html' title='INTRAMS MEHN.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-4414000590671896999</id><published>2007-11-12T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T19:37:41.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday 11-12.</title><content type='html'>another 5 hours in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COLEEN IS BACK BACK BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck that assembly. err!&lt;br /&gt;today was the 6A's turn to lead the assembly in the gym. Ms. perez asked me,jet,coleen,denden and brian to go in front. Ms. perez asked me to lead the OBMC hymn.&lt;br /&gt;while we were singing the national anthem, the high school cocc went to the gym. i think they'll have training,practice or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;and look who's there! oh god. wrong timing man. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK OK, I WAS SO KILIG BECAUSE OF THIS GUY. (: lovin' him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ryan was playing with my hair and comb, and guess what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE COMB GOT STUCK INTO MY HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;we had a very hard time removing the freaking comb. :))&lt;br /&gt;it got stuck and whatever. :)) good thing denden removed it.  it took as 5 minutes. WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan was just laughing and kept on saying sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it was an ordinary day in school.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to post.&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-4414000590671896999?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4414000590671896999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/4414000590671896999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/11/monday-11-12.html' title='monday 11-12.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-6504430405986516127</id><published>2007-11-11T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T05:08:32.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever-ness.</title><content type='html'>lots of things happened since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to talk about it anymore. it sucks. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be 13 in less than 2 months.  i just wish it will be a good-y birthday..&lt;br /&gt;my 12th birthday was the best. i feel so complete that time.&lt;br /&gt;school,friends,family and "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31&lt;/span&gt;"(love life) it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;but now?&lt;br /&gt;STEADY-ISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been really tough. yes, its kinda hard being a sixth grader especially when your math and geom teacher is.. err whatever! cant describe her. i don't really study that much before cos' of the easy lessons,exams and tests. but now that I'm a grade 6 student, i have to study study and study! no more time for chillax and other stuff. but hey, I'm doing good.&lt;br /&gt;i just need lots of time and concentration to study and boom! i can survive. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i lost some friends. boohoo. :(&lt;br /&gt;its not because of me.. its because of them! there attitude changed and blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;and i really don't want to think or talk about it anymore. :(&lt;br /&gt;i really really miss those people. i wish our old friendship will come back or there old attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steady. having stupid little fights with mom everyday.&lt;br /&gt;ate tin is getting mean.&lt;br /&gt;ate pat and I are finally ok. (: bonding everytime!&lt;br /&gt;daddy is still the best dad in the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sucks like hell. oh well. ain't care. :)) labo much? i know right. (: HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i realized that i don't need a person who only brings bull shit in my life.&lt;br /&gt;BUT i'm still waiting for uno. :( gosh! "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no matter what i have to do, i'll wait for you.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;LOLness. :))&lt;br /&gt;i really don't care about this thing right now.&lt;br /&gt;cos' i really want to concentrate on my studies so that i can transfer to a new school.&lt;br /&gt;and then move on. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to town a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;my sister saw my ex. WOAH!&lt;br /&gt;i saw ate k. anne ,monel,ryan's mom and ryan's brother,louie rose and aia. (:&lt;br /&gt;ate jona went with us too.&lt;br /&gt;and then we saw kuya viz,roy and marv at brooklyn.&lt;br /&gt;GAAAAAAAHHH.  kuya marv = hotness!:))&lt;br /&gt;joanna went to town and damn i didnt see her! daya muchie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOLLY. I ALMOST FORGOT. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there's this fuckin' guy who was following me. i think he's 14 or 15 years old. and he was wearing a yellow shirt and blaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;he thinks i didn't notice that he was following me.&lt;br /&gt;GOSH! DUDE,I'M NOT A DUMDUM. OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;errrr! freaky. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ran out of shit to share. :))&lt;br /&gt;I'M SOREEEHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to joanna on the phone right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm missing uno like shit-y fuckin' hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, THIS SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-6504430405986516127?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6504430405986516127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/6504430405986516127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/11/whatever-ness.html' title='whatever-ness.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-8631709385645467081</id><published>2007-11-09T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T01:22:05.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday nov 09!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i cried when i arrived in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just another shallow reason.&lt;br /&gt;this "someone" saw me crying.. awwww! what a stare dude.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good times during language time! so fun babe. :)) uber muchie fun! i love love love it.&lt;br /&gt;EJ was so hyper cos' he drank mug. like what the hell?? its just mug dude. :))&lt;br /&gt;since EJ's real name is earl john, Ms. Ascano asked him what's the meaning of "earl"&lt;br /&gt;and oh gosh, he doesn't know it. :)) he gave Ms. Ascano lots of stupid meanings! uber laughtip. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"earl as in pearl." and "earl means war!"&lt;br /&gt;actually, there's more. but i forgot it already. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAY HELLO TO THE WHATEVER-NESS OF SOME OF THE STUDENTS OF  6A. *bow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ LILAM WAS WARING A HOODIE.&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO WEIRD COS' HE'S STILL WARING HIS HOODIE EVEN THOUGH HE'S SWEATING ALREADY.  ABNORMAL EH. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EJ&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have my own kingdom! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EARLDOM!&lt;/span&gt;*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;       i have my own wardrobe! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EARLOBE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms. Ascano:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EJ, maybe you have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;earlwax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EJ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, you can buy it in the leading market!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me,Deanna,Ola,Jan and Ryan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs like freakin' hell*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms. Ascano:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; weird kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me,Deanna,Ola,Jan and Ryan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*still laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFTER  5 MINUTES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carl: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*blabbing about something we dont know.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: shut up bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFTER A FEW MORE MINUTES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"EARLJAN WAR!!"&lt;br /&gt;       "EARL ACT OF 1916!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "nag ka-war dahil sakin! HAHAHAHA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ms. Ascano said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"next time if you see EJ buying soft drinks or anything sweet, please.. don't let him buy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it sounds corny,cheesy or whatever-ish but if you were with us during that time, i bet you'll laugh your ass off just like what we did. (:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-8631709385645467081?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8631709385645467081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/8631709385645467081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/11/friday-nov-09.html' title='friday nov 09!'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-2542767426095131078</id><published>2007-11-08T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T21:48:10.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday 08. (:</title><content type='html'>its 08 today. (:&lt;br /&gt;my fave number! wootness, my day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was late for school cos' i left my id in the house. i just realized that im not wearing my id when im already entering the fruit lane in ob. GAAAAAH! so yeah, i asked my driver to go back to our house. i was so damn rushing and then when i was about to step out of the car my ipod fell down on the fuckin' road. so know it has some scratches on the side. :( anyhoo, when i entered our classroom they were having the assembly already. :)) i was 5 minutes late. they thougt i'll be absent cos' of the concert but, NOOOOO. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JET CANTO ALSO KNOWN AS MY BELOVED TWIN IS BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!! we missed ya twinnie!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughtrips with Ej,Ryan and Ola. :)) as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, the beyonce concert was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great.&lt;/span&gt; it started around 8:30 and it ended around 10-ish.&lt;br /&gt;starbucks + mcdo = lovie babe. (:&lt;br /&gt;we were in the front of the patron A. uber far from the stage man.&lt;br /&gt;suck-ish!:| lots of local celebrities were there. lots of ZEEHUTS.  there's a zeehut beside me. but too bad he's with his mom and sister. HAHA! and oh my! beyonce's concert was like a GAY ZONE. gay guys everywhere. =)) eeek!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-2542767426095131078?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2542767426095131078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2542767426095131078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/11/thursday-08.html' title='thursday 08. (:'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-9147097676493665927</id><published>2007-11-07T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T00:14:17.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday.</title><content type='html'>first 3 days of the 2nd sem is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears + laughs + friends + my freaking ex + waiting for someone = its not that bad. right?:|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im'ma watch the beyonce concert later! patron A seats babe. &lt;br /&gt;ok ok, i'm not bragging! errr. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo,&lt;br /&gt;kulitness with Ryan. :)) fuck those id straps. HAHAHAHAHA! it still hurts ry. :))&lt;br /&gt;blabbed the whole day wit Ola,EJ and Ryan. awwwww, love them!&lt;br /&gt;we got the results of the history,math,geometry and geography. my grades wasn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhmm, random much? IM SORREEEHH. :))  deal with me. :))&lt;br /&gt;chatting with lil' bro(ryan) right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring boring boring.&lt;br /&gt;GAAAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, bye. :))&lt;br /&gt;sorry na. :)) random much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-9147097676493665927?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/9147097676493665927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/9147097676493665927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/11/wednesday.html' title='wednesday.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-2804671977003050254</id><published>2007-11-05T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T02:24:14.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school. back to blogging. (:</title><content type='html'>back to schoolie, back to blogging!(:&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;i might watch the beyonce concert with ate Renee on Wednesday. (:&lt;br /&gt;im so excited. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KRYZA! love ya bitch. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo,&lt;br /&gt;RELATIONSHIP SURVEY!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Single, Taken, Naked, or Flirt?&lt;br /&gt;- single. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Are you happy with that?&lt;br /&gt;- not really. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you still kiss your ex?&lt;br /&gt;- ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 ) Have you ever had your heart&lt;br /&gt;broken?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah, like bajillions times na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you believe that there are&lt;br /&gt;certain circumstances where cheating&lt;br /&gt;is ok?&lt;br /&gt;- DAMN HELL NOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Have you ever talked about&lt;br /&gt;- huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;yep! of course. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) How Many?&lt;br /&gt;- maybe 2 only. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) If someone liked you right now,&lt;br /&gt;would you want them to tell you?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah, in a sweet way babe. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you want someone you cant&lt;br /&gt;have?&lt;br /&gt;- YEAYUUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Have you ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;- yep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you believe in celebrating&lt;br /&gt;anniv ersaries?&lt;br /&gt;- oh yes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you believe that you can&lt;br /&gt;change for someone?&lt;br /&gt;- yesss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. ) Is it a good day?&lt;br /&gt;- kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 ) Have you ever broken a heart&lt;br /&gt;before?&lt;br /&gt;- maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Does your ex still have feelings&lt;br /&gt;for you?&lt;br /&gt;- why dont you ask my ex?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 9.) how many has viewed your profile?&lt;br /&gt;- dunno. few pa lang ata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Do you believe in long distant&lt;br /&gt;relations hips?&lt;br /&gt;- uhm.. yea?:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RANDOM MUCH? I KNOW RIGHT. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-2804671977003050254?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2804671977003050254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/2804671977003050254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-to-school-back-to-blogging.html' title='back to school. back to blogging. (:'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578732027273840832.post-1999782332792468644</id><published>2007-10-29T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T23:31:30.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>errrr.</title><content type='html'>sem break sucks like hell.&lt;br /&gt;so boring. errrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kash went here yesterday. we went to ice monster and trippin' around phase &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and then we ate this cake at mocha blends. we saw 2 ob guys. fun fun day, i missed kash so much!&lt;br /&gt;bonding time. :) ahahahaha. oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;she went home around 8:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so freakin' whatever. :))&lt;br /&gt;im so bored man.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to serendra,rockwell,podium,westgate and eastwood. (:&lt;br /&gt;im so free. i can go everywhere now. ahahahaha! single life rocks bebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.&lt;br /&gt;daddy said i can buy a new thingy.&lt;br /&gt;im'ma buy the new nano and phone. HAHAHAHA. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;say bye bye to my red nano, say hello green!&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeee. excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578732027273840832-1999782332792468644?l=littlemissgaga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1999782332792468644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578732027273840832/posts/default/1999782332792468644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissgaga.blogspot.com/2007/10/errrr.html' title='errrr.'/><author><name>andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17239133812861111885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
