<?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-23201919</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:42:23.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my_cozy_corner</title><subtitle type='html'>Un vrai mystere,
Une histoire vraie.

Tu es libre de supposer n’importe quoi.


Je te dirai quand elle sera partie</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-214991861453269675</id><published>2007-03-14T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T19:52:31.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DLSU administration wants to implement a 4 day class week, all classes will take 1 and a half hours each and so Wednesday s will be allotted for the extra curricular activities. That is what I’ve heard from members of tapat. It’s good that even I haven’t heard their campaign yet, they approached me and Jeddy to discuss that issue. i wonder why I haven’t heard so much of it *pumapasok naman ako araw araw, shame* haha. I also believe that other students too are not informed well about the proposal of the admin. But why? The student’s are the ones who will catch the major impact here, right? aren’t our opinions matter? Well, if they’ll ask mine, I’ll say I strongly disagree because I want it to be a two-day! Haha! just kidding, I think by that, students’ interest to get involved in orgs’ activities would even deplete or be totally gone. Only whizhyperkids will go to school just to do their commitment with their orgs. Hello. And of course, I don’t want to drown my self every school day, oversaturated na nga utak ko pag up to 2pm ako without break eh, tapos gagawin pa nilang whole day, day off *day off talaga* sa Wednesday? It’s in the middle of the week, I don’t think anyone will be able to rest on that day, syempre iisipin mo yung the next day. So wala din. Parang di ka pumasok pero yung mind mo nasa school padin. Batch tayo ng hamsters ah, first yung transformative learning, tapos ngayon 4 day class week? Adjustment nanaman. Tapos, if they’ll find out that their proposal is dumb, they’ll take it back, then we’ll adjust again. Wow! Thank you! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habol lang, sa social psych our topic is about love naks! Haha! I have learned that:&lt;br /&gt;+ love is not a feeling, it is a choice.&lt;br /&gt;+You can’t make a relationship last just because of feelings, there must be commitment.&lt;br /&gt;+ Men give love to women in exchange for respect&lt;br /&gt;+ “love is a story theory” – every person has its own story board on his/her mind and he/she will fall in love with someone who is thinking of a story that matches its own. Ex: man: thinks of his self as a warrior who’ll save a princess&lt;br /&gt;woman: thinks of herself as a princess saved by a warrior&lt;br /&gt;In other words, showing your love is not about giving all what you have, but giving what your partner really needs.&lt;br /&gt;+ speed dating is effective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid nako sa M.S.G.!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko tumira sa isang Kibutz!&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko mapagaralan ang world war II!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-214991861453269675?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/214991861453269675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=214991861453269675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/214991861453269675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/214991861453269675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2007/03/dlsu-administration-wants-to-implement.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-559774356049361270</id><published>2007-02-27T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T16:40:12.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i learned two things yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one: stop when you have enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two: the sweetest revenge is to be happy.&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/23201919-559774356049361270?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/559774356049361270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=559774356049361270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/559774356049361270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/559774356049361270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-learned-two-things-yesterday-one-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-116781460072264194</id><published>2007-01-03T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T00:56:40.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woooooo</title><content type='html'>year two oh oh seven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhay pako! yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!akalain mong umabot pa...&lt;br /&gt;well anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy&lt;br /&gt;im glad&lt;br /&gt;im joyful&lt;br /&gt;im thankful!&lt;br /&gt;lahat na! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, para matawa kayo kahit pilit, magkwento ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food food food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe, la na inatupag kundi food! and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;di ako nakapagpost about nun christmas eh, so la na ako agad maalala dun,&lt;br /&gt;lam niyo naman utak ko, may auto-erase.&lt;br /&gt;basta nakumpleto ko yung nine mornings. la ako wish.&lt;br /&gt;puro thank you lang ako keh God.&lt;br /&gt;ayun, all of us were given money, and we're allowed to do anything with it.&lt;br /&gt;so ako, i spent it. malamang! haha! ok yun, at least i bought what i want.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ba? hmmmn. it was the first christmas that only six of us were at home. konti nga noh?&lt;br /&gt;yah, it's a lil sad, dinaan nalang namin sa pakain. ayun.&lt;br /&gt;we watched the edited video of my sis' wedding. ngayon lang nakuha. greatness!&lt;br /&gt;tapos&lt;br /&gt;4 am sleep na. sleeeeepp.&lt;br /&gt;pagkagising, ok, dagsa bisita,around 12noon kakabangon kolang.&lt;br /&gt;steph went to our house, nakakahiya, nagising lang ako sa pagtawag niya sa labas ng gate namin.&lt;br /&gt;ayun, sinabayan ko na kumain, di pako nagaagahan nun eh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then came one by one, inaanak. as in! right after one went out, another one came in.&lt;br /&gt;sabi ko nga eh, meh pila ba sa labas? pero la naman syempre. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;waah. yun isa nga college student na eh, ayun. waaah. baka next time, dala na niya husband niya tapos maamasko pa din waaah&lt;br /&gt;kung ganun, dapat pala ako namasko din noh?&lt;br /&gt;:P charismatic pa naman ako ei.. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;taos dami kumakanta ng christmas carol samin! ewan koba!&lt;br /&gt;ay onga pala, panu ba naman, yung bahay namin, tawag nga namin dun enchanted kingdom, daming xmas lights.&lt;br /&gt;it's like this, if you are standing on the mon, you could spot our house from there. &lt;br /&gt;ayun. &lt;br /&gt;what else....&lt;br /&gt;haaay... tapos kung san san nagpunta punta, tingin tingin ng venue.&lt;br /&gt;sa jade valley, patio ibarra, tsaka plaza ibarra.&lt;br /&gt;nakasimangot ako lagi.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;di ko na kwento ha? &lt;br /&gt;fast forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a lot more food during the new year's eve.&lt;br /&gt;iba't ibang klase.&lt;br /&gt;walang lasingan muna hehe.&lt;br /&gt;waaah.. ang gulo ko nun. hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa bahay namin, kaugalian na yung maghagis ng coins, *ginagawa niyo ba yun* well, samin laging ganun.&lt;br /&gt;ayun. excited kami dun haha!&lt;br /&gt;kuya ko nasa harap, madaya yun eh, ginawang pangsalo yung shirt niya.&lt;br /&gt;ako naman sinalubong ko. yes! disaster. nagkabukol ako sa forehead. 2 days before nwala.&lt;br /&gt;it's worth 75 pesos. badtrip, ate ko 85 pesos tapos kuya ko 100 pesos. argh. &lt;br /&gt;it happens every new year's eve, laging may nanyayari saking weird. &lt;br /&gt;ayos lang naman. haha!&lt;br /&gt;si kuya louwel bumili ng sangkaterbang firecrackers.&lt;br /&gt;sobrang lakas. tama kami ng tawa kasi sa sobrang lakas nag-aalarm yung mga sasakyan sa street namin.&lt;br /&gt;damin niya binili, parang sinunog lang yung pera eh. &lt;br /&gt;di mawawala ingay, nasa bulacan kami eh. hello, business yan dito eh.&lt;br /&gt;tapos, ayun, nanuod kami fireworks ng kapitbahay, mga class a. haaha hanep.&lt;br /&gt;medyo weird pa nga yung kapitbahay namin sa leftside eh, yung fountain, hawak hawak habang sinindihan.&lt;br /&gt;grabe talaga! nu kaya poblema nun! wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;naputukan kuya ko sa right foot, ok naman. di naman grabe.&lt;br /&gt;sobrang usok talaga nun. ang ingay! waahh&lt;br /&gt;tapos, the best part, kainan! waaaahh.&lt;br /&gt;dami! dami!&lt;br /&gt;parang la na katapusan, hehe pero after two day ubos na namin haha. &lt;br /&gt;best cook mom ko.. as in!&lt;br /&gt;yung salad niya favorite, the best! tawag niya, seafood chicken vegetable salad!&lt;br /&gt;huwow talaga!.. yung tamis, alat tsaka asim sabay sabay mo malasahan! galing nga eh!&lt;br /&gt;amazing! haha!&lt;br /&gt;ayun... after kumain, parang ayoko na munang makakita ng pagakin for 5 days dahil sa kabusugan.&lt;br /&gt;30 minutes kaming naglakad sa bahay para madigest lahat. waah.&lt;br /&gt;330 tulog na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaayyyy..&lt;br /&gt;ayun, im sooo happy.&lt;br /&gt;alalang. yihee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. naset na ang date, tuloy na tuloy na: &lt;br /&gt;*waaah.. la na ako magagawa*&lt;br /&gt;sana makapunta lahat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sulo hotel&lt;br /&gt;january 24, 2007&lt;br /&gt;starting at 7pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad to say, may 18 candles and 18 roses! argh&lt;br /&gt;la pang emcee!&lt;br /&gt;waah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look for your name here, tell me kung pede kayo, waah, sana oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. anjo fabellon&lt;br /&gt;2. martel soriano&lt;br /&gt;3. james aruelo&lt;br /&gt;4. carl lapitan&lt;br /&gt;5. reginald arceo&lt;br /&gt;6. avi villaralbo&lt;br /&gt;7. lance nadurata&lt;br /&gt;8. karlo joson&lt;br /&gt;9. cougar de guzman&lt;br /&gt;10. charles gemzon&lt;br /&gt;11. jayson&lt;br /&gt;12. Derek Biag&lt;br /&gt;13. michael cabauatan&lt;br /&gt;14. jetro magcale&lt;br /&gt;then 4 na sure na sure na. hehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;hirap sa boys eh, kelangan piling pili waaa&lt;br /&gt;delikado eh wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. hannah rinoza&lt;br /&gt;2. joyce manlapig&lt;br /&gt;3. jeddy datu&lt;br /&gt;4. jonie de la cruz&lt;br /&gt;5. dannah tan&lt;br /&gt;6. hazel bonifacio&lt;br /&gt;7. georgine castillo&lt;br /&gt;8. caselyn lok&lt;br /&gt;9. fiona dela cruz&lt;br /&gt;10. mimi sotomil&lt;br /&gt;11. gaezel de guzman&lt;br /&gt;12. maysie precioso&lt;br /&gt;13. gladi mendiola&lt;br /&gt;14. cecille dizon&lt;br /&gt;15. jaba molina&lt;br /&gt;16. abby luces&lt;br /&gt;17. myden cheng&lt;br /&gt;18. stephanie florendo&lt;br /&gt;19. kathleen diatre&lt;br /&gt;20. joanne cruz&lt;br /&gt;21. thea aque&lt;br /&gt;22. jonna bien&lt;br /&gt;23. cheyenne sison&lt;br /&gt;24. kat diano&lt;br /&gt;25. apple bernardino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaah. di kasi sure sa iba so lagpas na &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahala na talaga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-116781460072264194?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/116781460072264194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=116781460072264194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/116781460072264194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/116781460072264194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2007/01/woooooo.html' title='woooooo'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-116670067439658714</id><published>2006-12-21T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T03:31:14.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>badtrip</title><content type='html'>I am supposed to be thinking about what to do this coming Christmas and New Year but rather I am now worrying about my birthday! Why are they forcing me?!!! I really don't want to have a debut party!!! Argh!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my mom that I don't want any party, tapos pinagalitan pako!&lt;br /&gt;Kakaiba talaga...&lt;br /&gt;Baligtad talaga… arggghhhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ba dapat ako yung masusunod cuz it's my birthday! my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argghhhhhhhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-116670067439658714?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/116670067439658714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=116670067439658714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/116670067439658714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/116670067439658714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/12/badtrip.html' title='badtrip'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-116635956350801267</id><published>2006-12-17T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T04:46:03.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>w-o-m-e-n</title><content type='html'>Women are complex creatures…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you kiss her, you are not a gentleman&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, you are not a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you praise her, she thinks you are lying&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, you are good for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you agree to all her likes, you are a wimp&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, you are not understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you visit her often,she thinks it is boring&lt;br /&gt;If you don't , she accuses you of double-crossing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are well dressed, she says you are a playboy&lt;br /&gt;If you don't , you are a dull boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are jealous, she says it's bad&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, she thinks you do not love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you attempt a romance, she says you didn't respect her&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, she thinks you do not like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a minute late, she complains it's hard to wait&lt;br /&gt;If she is late, she says that's a girl's way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you visit another man, you're not putting in "quality time"&lt;br /&gt;If she is visited by another woman, "Oh it's natural, we are girls"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you kiss her once in a while, she professes you are cold&lt;br /&gt;If you kiss her often, she yells that you are taking advantage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you stare at another woman, she accuses you of flirting&lt;br /&gt;If she is stared by other men, she says that they a just admiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you talk, she wants you to listen&lt;br /&gt;If you listen, she wants you to talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short :&lt;br /&gt;So simple, yet so complex  &lt;br /&gt;So weak, yet so powerful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So confusing, yet so desirable&lt;br /&gt;So damning, yet so wonderful……….WOMEN ! ……..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-116635956350801267?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/116635956350801267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=116635956350801267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/116635956350801267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/116635956350801267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/12/w-o-m-e-n.html' title='w-o-m-e-n'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-116514903516256861</id><published>2006-12-03T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T04:30:35.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>i am so tired. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i have to choose between 1 billion dollars and a 24 hour sleep, i will probably go with the second one..... really!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the second thought,&lt;br /&gt;it will be nicer to sleep on a bed of money... hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate schoolpaper! curse!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-116514903516256861?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/116514903516256861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=116514903516256861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/116514903516256861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/116514903516256861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='&gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-116480699220422157</id><published>2006-11-29T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T05:29:52.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hassle. Cram. College.</title><content type='html'>Hassle. Cram. College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ayan, tagal ko nanaman di nagpost.. ahaha! Sensya, tao lang… dami kasing ginawa.. all due within a short period of time, sabayan mo pa ng toneladang long tests.. oh diba, party! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geh sa mga naalala ko nalang ah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ayun! Jeddylynne sunga datu, (nak ko to), celebrated her 18th birthday last nov.24! yehey! Haha! ayun nilibre kami, so sa mga meh kakilala sa kanya, pede pang ihabol ang blowout na pinapangarap niyo! Nyahahaha! Yihee, dalaga na… botante na, pede na magasawa at syempre, pede nang makulong! Yehey! Nagvideoke kami sa building ng lagim: providence. Kantahan kami kaso bitin eh. We have our theoper class after… so yun. Well anyway, ok naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My brother had an accident. Nakaladkad ng motor na sinasakyan niya nung bumili sya ng yosi. Nag-skid ata. Grabe, natense ako nun nakita ko sya.. parang galing siya ng war. puro bruises and scars. But at least, he’s ok now. Natatawa lang ako sa kanya, kasi muntikan na siyang mabulok sa kwarto niya,, tinataguan parents ko. Papagalitan kasi siya pag nalaman nangyare. &lt;br /&gt;8 am&lt;br /&gt;Mama: asan kuya mo, umuwi ba siya? Agahan na ah.&lt;br /&gt;Keisha: tulog pa eh. Late na sya nakauwe eh.&lt;br /&gt;12 pm&lt;br /&gt;Mama: asan kuya mo? Lunch time na ah?&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen: maya na daw siya kain&lt;br /&gt;3pm&lt;br /&gt;Mama: oh, meryenda na, tawagin mo na kuya mo:&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen: kakakain palang ng lunch, busog yun. Tasaka tulog siguro.&lt;br /&gt;6pm&lt;br /&gt;Mama: oh, nasan na kuya mo? Dinner time na&lt;br /&gt;Keisha: ma, tulog pa ata.&lt;br /&gt;Mama: aba, buong araw nakahilata?!! Tulog lang ginawa? Ansaya niya ah.&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, the day after that, lumabas na sya sa lungga niya. Mas lalo ako natawa! Tanghaling tapat siya lumabas, edi ang init diba? Aba! Nakajacket at nakajogging pants! Haha! tinatago katawan niya. Well yung sa noo niya at sa chin, nakalimutan naman niya. Edi nahuli parin. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*when I was working on our argumentative paper, I took 5 hours. Wanna know why? It’s simply because a cockroach happily landed on our pc. So I can’t go near it. Di pa nakuntento, lipad lipad pa sya, nagfi-feeling butterfly. Hehe. napuyat ako dun, takot ako sa ipis eh. So I called my sister to kill it. Quintuple death nangyare hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kanina, nagvideoke uli kami. Grabe! Panu ba naman, 10:30 to 2:30 break namin. Pag naglibot kami, maiikot naming buong manila. Pag nagstay naman sa school, wala, banda lang tapos dami pang tao, pagnaglibrary ka naman, hello??! Nagkakasakit ako pag tahimik. Pag internet naman, hello??!! Magmumukha na kaming monitor. Ayun, so videoke nalang. Meh pakinabang pa boses mo. Haha! actually, yung kakapalan ng mukha yung kelangan talaga dun eh. Ayun, kahit nasa akin ang copy right ng video kanina, di ko pa din pedeng iupload dito dahil dignidad ng isang friend and nakataya. Hahaha! At least di sya kj… di tulad ng iba. Ahem. Hahaha! Peace on earth! So yun, we abused our vocal cords. Ahem, matataas naman ang scores. Yun nga lang, nainsulto ako ah, tama ba naman paguwi ko sa bahay nabalitaan ko nalng na suspended ang klase dahil sa bagong bagyo: reming. Akalain mong nakapagtawag kami ng super typhoon. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kaya ako nakapagblog, kasi walang pasok bukas. I am a little bit sad, kasi walang baon. Haha! tapos di ako makakapunta sa lakad ko. Ayun. Pero ok na rin kasi, the third argument of our paper is due tomorrow. Pero come to think of it, naurong lang deadline. Pero we still have to submit it. I don’t know, when will I ever run out of works to do!? Hay naku… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thanks to red at sa bubble gum nya, di ako nakatulog sa chem2 class ko. Promise, konti nalang mananaginip nako. Muntik ko nang maabot ang wonderland. Naimagine ko si ms. Guidote as a rabbit. I don’t know why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*battered leg nanaman ang napala ko kahapon! Haha! and di lang yun, meh bonus pang blister! Yes! Wahhh. Ouchy. (landi) haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*madami pa akong gagawin: third argument, intro at interview for engltwo paper, biosyla paper, case study ng biopsych, powerpoint artcomp, juniors competition on sat, theory sa theoper, last long test sa theoper, long test sa chemtwo, asa sa chemlab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; At ang paborito ng lahat at tinatawag na maagang pamasko: FINALS WEEK!!!!!!!!! Yehey! Yehey! Yehey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hirap muna, bago saya”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-116480699220422157?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/116480699220422157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=116480699220422157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/116480699220422157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/116480699220422157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/11/hassle-cram-college.html' title='Hassle. Cram. 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src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-116296075302930652</id><published>2006-11-07T20:29:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T20:39:13.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel bad today.&lt;br /&gt;because of the test we had in biological psychology lab. &lt;br /&gt;i need to have a perfect score just to pass that course.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm hopeless... really&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bawing bawi talaga kahapon.&lt;br /&gt;happy ako, ngayon sad.&lt;br /&gt;kaya ayoko na maging happy talaga, kasi there's always something equivalent to that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy nakooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napapraning nako.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-116296075302930652?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-116296075237303720</id><published>2006-11-07T20:29:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T20:39:12.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel bad today.&lt;br /&gt;because of the test we had in biological psychology lab. &lt;br /&gt;i need to have a perfect score just to pass that course.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm hopeless... really&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bawing bawi talaga kahapon.&lt;br /&gt;happy ako, ngayon sad.&lt;br /&gt;kaya ayoko na maging happy talaga, kasi there's always something equivalent to that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy nakooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napapraning nako.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-116296075237303720?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-116296074170847002</id><published>2006-11-07T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T20:39:01.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i fell bad today.&lt;br /&gt;because of the test we had in biological psychology lab. &lt;br /&gt;i need to have a perfect score just to pass that course.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm hopeless... really&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bawing bawi talaga kahapon.&lt;br /&gt;happy ako, ngayon sad.&lt;br /&gt;kaya ayoko na maging happy talaga, kasi there's always something equivalent to that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy nakooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napapraning nako.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-116296074170847002?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-116105855883222675</id><published>2006-10-16T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:15:58.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>athmosphere started to change. thick fog coated me. i filled every space of my lungs with it. i did not stop, i took in some more. i felt the coldness of it crawls beneath my skin, down my system. i can't help it, thus i need to love it. i didn't want to, but i have to.. i ran out of options.. a long long time ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sad*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-116105855883222675?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-116011895065977876</id><published>2006-10-05T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T00:22:28.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sobrang ok naman week ko..&lt;br /&gt;medyo malas lang dun sa first day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday:&lt;br /&gt;after i took my first step out of our house, i stepped inside again, simply because i have to change my flip flops. why? nakatapak ako ng chu chu ng aso namin. ang saya noh. pumasok ako maaga tapso umabsent yung prof. tapos nagtest sa biosyla, mejo may katangahan akong nagawa. di ko na ikkwento kung ano yun kasi pagtatawanan niyo lang ako. haha!!! theoper mejo masaya, kasi we talked about our plans when miraclously we lose our super ego. at syempre, unang pumasok sa isip ko, kuhanin ang pera ng la salle at ibigay sa charity.. hahaha! joke! at syempre mangialam ng records, palitan para the next day eh graduate nako. yung ibang mga class mates ko makukulit mga plano, meh morbid, narcissistic ayun.&lt;br /&gt;nun pauwe nako, nabalitaan kong naconfine kapatid ko dahil sa dengue. sheessshh...&lt;br /&gt;malas. then when igot home, ayun, ate ko din meh lagnat. so, parang nurse ang dating ko. (pinaganda ko pa eh noh, pero actually parang maid ang outcome ko) so yun.. sobrang pagod ako nun. kasi time to time, i get her temperature, tapos basta alaga. eh, tapos ginawa ko na yung pre lab sa chem. inabot akong gabi. ako ang last na natulog. nanuod pako ng spongebob habang pinapakuluan ko yung flip flops ko, nilublob sa alcohol at pinaliguaan ng pabangong disinfectant, kulang nalang ilagay ko siya sa ref kasama ng ibang food dail ang linis na niya. kumukinang. &lt;br /&gt;tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;sabi pasok daw ako school tapos punta sa hospital. ayun nga. tawa kami ng tawa dun kasi ang kulit ng mama ko. imbes na magbantay kami don, parang iba eh. haha.. sabi niya keh lloyd, when he wants to go to the toilet to pee, sya na daw maghawak nung dextrose or pag nangawit daw siya, i sabit nalang daw niya yung dextrose sa tenga niya haha weird talaga. pagkauwe ko, download ako handout ni sir. akalain mong meh free virus.. baet noh! haha! i opened it, tapos daming characters, kaya natakot ako, i deleted it right away at natulog. nagising ako sa text ni gaezel na magjoin daw kami sa pep rally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;tinamad ako pumasok, kasi early yung subject na yun tapos only pa. haha!! ayun. nabalitaan kong meh homily daw yung prof namin about sa attendance. nagdarama siya. katwiran ko: siya lang ba pedeng magabsent. ayun. nasa hospital kasi ako nun. sinamahan ko mom ko. tapos bumalik ako school, meh binili ako eh. hahah! tapos malas, yung binili ko mahal eh, kaya natira sa pera ko, 5 peso, di pa kasya sa jeep yun, so punta ko sa atm, malas, off line. asar talaga, di nako dapat papasok uli ng school kaso napilitan ako eh, para magwithdraw. at malas uli, pagkapasok ko, nakasalubbong ko yun mga nagrarally. so hinila ako, at napilitang sumama. malas talaga. tapos, pinaupo sa arawan, binilad kami dun, sun bathing grabe. di ko kinaya, tapos syempre ata nako kumuha ng pera nun kasi kinakabahan ako baka off line lahat, so umalis muna ako, pagbalik ko, tapos na oath taking. wahhh... sayang lang punta ko. ayun, kinabukasan meh test kami sa chem eh, anticipated quiz. quiz of the century. ayun, gusto ko na umuwe kaso, pumila pako ng almost two hours, just for the free animo sim. after that, balik sa hospital. pagod na pagod nako nun, gusto ko na din magpaconfine eh haha. tapos, on my way there, nakita ko mga nursing students na naging classmates ko before. bakit daw ako nandun, di ko sinagot, gusto kong isipin nila, magnunursing narin ako ahaha... ayun, kinuha ko gamit ko, uwe sa bahay. nagpakadalughasa sa larangan ng siensya. sobrang effort binigay ko para lang basahin yung notes ko dun, basahin lang ah, di ko pa naiintindihan yun. muntikan nang matunaw notebook ko dahil sa titig ko, nanuod uli ako spongebob. 230, natulog nako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs: &lt;br /&gt;di nagalarm phone ng kuya ko, umalis lang siya na di man ako ginising, dakilang kuya. so 635 nako nagising pero 8 pasok ko. grabe noh! pero fyi, naligo ko noh.! lalang,defensive. hahahha! ayun, ayokong magcomment sa test kasi ayokong magkasala. artcomp, nagpasa ng lab works, i got high grades naman. i will do everything just to be exempted sa powerpoint kajologsan na yun. tapos, training. on my way home, ininsip ko talaga, baka magaya ako keh abby na wala na yung dsktop, nasa lrt palang ko iniyakan ko na yun computer namin. pero nun chineck ko naman, thank god ayos lang siya. so hiniram ko keh red yung anti virus niya, kung hindi, everytime na sasakay ako sa lrt  pauwe, iiyakan ko yung computer. praning nako eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina:&lt;br /&gt;di ako binigyan ng allowance, kasi nagaaaway parent ko, ayokong sumali simply by interrupting them so pumasok nako engltwo, may pinapadala palang journal, wala akong dala. ok lang, safe. di naman ako pinagalitan, pero kapag pinagalitan ako, nako... away to. hahahaha! jowk! sa biosyla, brain torture ule, i cant beleive it, puro brains lang subject na yun. asar. pero ayos lang. sa theoper, fave topic: defense mechanisms. yung prof ko dito, prof ko din sa genpsyc, so yun handouts and most of his examples are the same. pero eventhough, natatawa pa rin ako sa mga kwento niya. kalog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon:&lt;br /&gt;gutom na gutom nako. wala akong pera. sakto natira. pag nahulog piso ko, di nako makakauwe. ganun kasakot. tapang ko noh. well, ganyan talaga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mamaya:&lt;br /&gt;pagkauwe ko, matutulog ko kasi pagod ako, do ako nakawarm down kagabi. ieenjoy ko ang body pain mamaya. yehey. excited na ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-116011895065977876?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/116011895065977876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=116011895065977876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/116011895065977876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/116011895065977876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/10/sobrang-ok-naman-week-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115976423394479602</id><published>2006-10-01T21:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:49:03.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mga against sa chinese-filipino relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoy! mga ungas! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unang una, kasi dami kong nakilalang chinese, di ko akalain na seryoso pala mga magulang nila dun. akalain mong pwersahin silang ipakasal sa mga taong di nila gusto basta chinese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh walng galang na sa kanila, nasan ba sila ngayon? PAALALA KO LANG ! NASA PILIPINAS PO!&lt;br /&gt;tapos, aasta silang ganyan, na mamimili pa. racist. meh ganun pa pala ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas maiintindihan ko pa sana kung chinese-chinese relationship lang, eh kaso talagang distinct pa na sinabing anti-chinses-filipino. so di naman kayo nangiinsulto niyan.&lt;br /&gt;fyi, meh percent parin kayong pilipino kaying iblood test niyo pa! haha! leche! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan ko nakakaasar lang kasi eh, insulto talaga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sige, unang impression ko tlaaga sa mga chinese eh, masipag at talagang magaling sa business. matalino. mga ganun, bilib ako sa culture nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguro nga, gusto lang nilang ipreserve ang culture nila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero kahit na, kung ayaw nilang masira ang culture nila dahil sa pagpapakasal nila sa isang pilipino, pwes, pasintabi lang po, bumalik na kayo sa lungga niyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di pako tapos dito. tinatamad lang ako dito eh la kasi sa bahay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115976423394479602?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115976423394479602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115976423394479602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115976423394479602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115976423394479602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/10/mga-against-sa-chinese-fil_115976423394479602.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115968020132132916</id><published>2006-09-30T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T22:23:21.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you are tempted to cheat most of the time:&lt;br /&gt;go on. read it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to do the right thing and fail?&lt;br /&gt;or to do the wrong thing and succeed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although there is NO SATISFACTION in an UNDESERVED SUCCESS neither in WELL DESERVED FAILURE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can ask yourself: "who anyway has never cheated?" most everybody thinks he can bend the rule if he can get away with it. but does that justify your cheating?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you would think: "cheating (in class maybe) is not a big deal. it hurts no one or does it?" but maybe, you are making excuses for your unwillingness to face consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you try to compensate everything by saying: "out there, MOST PEOPLE CARE ABOUT SUCCESS NOT PRINCIPLES, right?" then again isn't that why life is in such a mess?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, simply recognizing the MORAL ISSUE is a victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sana lang... matuto ka*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115968020132132916?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115968020132132916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115968020132132916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115968020132132916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115968020132132916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-you-are-tempted-to-cheat-most-of.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115961798829300721</id><published>2006-09-30T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T05:06:28.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whoooo!</title><content type='html'>two days na walang pasok: sulit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super typhoon "milenyo".&lt;br /&gt;i never expect it to bring so much damage that's why i was&lt;br /&gt;surprised when i learned that classes were suspended. i thought the&lt;br /&gt;government was just overreacting. enngggkkkkk... i'm totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i'm impressed by the improvement of weather prediction of&lt;br /&gt;pagasa and i'm disappointed with the people who were not alert enough.&lt;br /&gt;it was announced that the typhoon signal was rasied to no. three and still,&lt;br /&gt;there were some who take no heed of this warning. fx driver died when he&lt;br /&gt;went to work,a billboard fell on his public utility car. what really killed him?&lt;br /&gt;the billboard or his hard work? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa bahay namin, nawalan lang ng kuryente hanggang thursday night. buti sandali lang,&lt;br /&gt;kasi la gaanong nasirang electrical wiring sa place namin. buti nalang po.&lt;br /&gt;humangin ng malakas pero la namang natangay sa sinuman samin hehe. la namang &lt;br /&gt;naup root na puno or nabreak na sanga.. flexible mga puno dito eh hehe! &lt;br /&gt;yun nga lang, nagkalat ang mga dahon. dami dami. lumabas nga kami nun umuulan eh, &lt;br /&gt;whaha! sa totoo lang wala kasing tubig samin kaya sa&lt;br /&gt;pinagtiyagaan nalang namin yung ulan! hahaha! joke! hindi, kasi yung orchids stand&lt;br /&gt;ng mama ko *precious property ng mama ko* tumumba kaya to the rescue &lt;br /&gt;kami. ayun, ok naman. super lamig. di naman ako nagkasakit *can you believe that*&lt;br /&gt;puro kain ang ginawa ko. as in, la kasi pasok kuya ko eh kaya nilibre kami&lt;br /&gt;mga kung anu anong pampataba. ayun, sarap ng buhay. as usual, hindi ako nakaaral.&lt;br /&gt;nasayang oras, okey lang. BASTA MASAYA KAMI. behlat. pero minsan minsan, pag meh topak,&lt;br /&gt;bubuksan ko notes ko tapos sinusunug ko. joke lang. waaahhh...&lt;br /&gt;inspired ako magaral talaga. kaso mas powerful katamaran ko eh. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;ayun.. yung dog naming isa, meh sakit. wala lang.share kolang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nun friday, nuod pa din ginawa. puro tawa kami sa madtv haha. hayop &lt;br /&gt;na show yun. haha. yung lake house nakatulugan ko. ayun. riding cars with boys&lt;br /&gt;inulit ko ule. tapos nanuod ako milo tournament hahahah panalo lsgh.&lt;br /&gt;ayun text text din. langya ah, walang signal yung sun. grabeh!&lt;br /&gt;kaya balik loob sa globe. nabalitaan ko pa, pumapalya ngayon and &lt;br /&gt;smart ah, dahil sa typhoon? no!!! dahil madaming subscribers! sana maayos nila yun&lt;br /&gt;kasi kung hindi, lilipat naman mga subscribers nila sa globe, tapos globe naman&lt;br /&gt;magccrash. yehey!!!!!!!! joke. wag naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay onga pala, nun thursday. i remember, i almost roll in the floor laughing as i &lt;br /&gt;listen to the radio commentator. am station. kwela mga tao, nagsasalita nakakatawa sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarap ng umuulan... pero di ko naman ginustong magkadisaster ah.&lt;br /&gt;basta. wala lang. nakakarelax ako eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bago ako matulog, i try to convince myself na walng test sa biosyla, &lt;br /&gt;psychm2, at biolpsy. kasi pag naalala ko yun, nakukunsensya ako tapos &lt;br /&gt;naiistress ako tapos hindi na ko makatulog! ayun. kaya yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geh tamad nako type haba na eh hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115961798829300721?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115961798829300721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115961798829300721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115961798829300721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115961798829300721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/09/whoooo.html' title='whoooo!'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115890057133013729</id><published>2006-09-21T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:49:31.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday i played my first game in fencing, with all the gears and stuff. i nearly looked like a mascot, (i am not sure what character) with a jacket, and a mask, gripping on foil blade. so there, it was fun. really. except for the glove that dingdong lent me, (hehe, anyway tnx dingdong and happy birthday!) *as if mababasa niya to* it's so wet. i ranked 4th, not bad for a first timer. i played with gazel and rachel. gazel was too swift for me. yun. happy, wanna try it again and again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a while ago, we poked our classmate in biopsych lab with toothpick. *it's legal* hehe, our huge hamster was red who calls himself "victim" haha! we saw his feet for the first time haha! post ko dito joke!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115890057133013729?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115890057133013729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115890057133013729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115890057133013729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115890057133013729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/09/yesterday-i-played-my-first-game-in.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115841004991344917</id><published>2006-09-16T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T05:34:09.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>brain torture po&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.tinypic.com/4hi6jw3.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.tinypic.com/34r7ur9.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.tinypic.com/40orww6.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto yung sa ultra haha! tagal na to ngayon kolang naalala sori!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.tinypic.com/35d59xx.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diko na inayos, gusto ko maghirap kayo sa pagtingin jan eh hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115841004991344917?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115841004991344917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115841004991344917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115841004991344917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115841004991344917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/09/brain-torture-po-eto-yung-sa-ultra.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.tinypic.com/4hi6jw3_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115803407849454998</id><published>2006-09-11T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T21:07:58.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nakasabay ko kahapon yung friend ko pauwe... grabe naluha nanaman ako sa kakatawa! as in.. its been a year since the last time we talked... ayun, im happy nakausap ko siya. pero lalang.. as usual huli sa balita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit talaga!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115803407849454998?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115803407849454998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115803407849454998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115803407849454998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115803407849454998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/09/nakasabay-ko-kahapon-yung-friend-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115796197863787090</id><published>2006-09-11T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T01:10:03.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIDDEN LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WILL BE BETTER TO LEAVE THINGS AS THEY ARE,&lt;br /&gt;TO LET LOVE STAY WHERE IT IS&lt;br /&gt;PEEPING FROM THE BUSHES WHERE SECRET LONGINGS &lt;br /&gt;AND MUTED YEARNINGS DWELL LIKE FUGITIVES,&lt;br /&gt;AFRAID OF BEING CAUGHT YET WANTING TO PROVE&lt;br /&gt;THEIR INNOCENCE............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115796197863787090?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115796197863787090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115796197863787090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115796197863787090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115796197863787090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/09/hidden-love-it-will-be-better-to-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115779568667327842</id><published>2006-09-09T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T02:54:46.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sh*t days are coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasukan na!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115779568667327842?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115779568667327842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115779568667327842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115779568667327842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115779568667327842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/09/sht-days-are-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115718936061717335</id><published>2006-09-02T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T02:29:20.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moving is living</title><content type='html'>Yesterday’s one of the most tiring days of my life. We were late for about 30 minutes or more. I was with Abby and Kathleen, and we were all not very familiar with the place yet because the last time we went there, we were not paying much attention and let Gazel and Cliff give the driver directions. Luckily, there are lots of policemen who helped us out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing coach al is nice and very considerate. Is he? I am not sure if what he instructed us was a form of punishment for being late. Hehe. We did 10 sessions of 10 launches! So all in all, 100 launches. Shocks! I still can’t believe that we actually did it. We were soaked in are own sweat. It is so tiring. It really helps when we are facing mirrors because I could see myself. Before me was the reality that I need more practice. So far, I think, I improved after a month of training. It was worth it. For our life extinguisher, I mean warm down. We jog around the hall 10 times. I could feel my shoes burning inside. After that, 10 more sprints. Amazing day. Our motivation? One bottle of water and a guy wearing short shorts. Haha! I hope he will always be around*wink wink* &lt;br /&gt;And do you think it’s all that?? You’re so wrong! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t have our lunch and had water shortage. Maybe you are wondering where did we get our energy, well let me tell you this, I don’t have any idea too. Sinapian ni incredible hulk or nakakain ng spinach. Whatever. Can you believe it, naisipan parin namin mag-ice skating after! We turned out to be masochists. Haha! I love being tired!   Haha! We planned it before pa with Hannah and Jeddy but we were not able to do it, so kami nalang nila Kathleen. We did not have so much money at that time, just exact money for us to get home. *for the sake of skating* Saya kaya! First time ko, sorry, kung kelan tumanda eh noh? Haha! At first, I look like an old woman who had blurry eyes who thought that there are sharks at the center. Sobrang gripped dun sa side handles haha! I was holding on to it for almost one hour. I really can’t let go. I felt like I will die if I slipped head first or walk home with a wet frozen ass from shaw to bulacan. Abby tried to convince me that I should not be afraid to fall down. She started to say that the snow is white etc just to make me go and skate without hold on to anything. Actually, I really felt so old at that time when 4- 10 years old chidren were running to random directions, some where jumping, skating with one foot, skating in circles. I grew frustrated and hated them for being so rude showing me how I suck and better they are in walking on ice. haha! Well, I finally decided to listen to Abby’s advice not to look at the ice and do the v- glide. All I can do was to balance myself. And voila! I was able to go at the center though my feet were aching because of the shoes that didn’t fit well. It is like an achievement for me haha! babaw eh noh! Bakit kaya niyo ba yun, mag foot works sa fencing tapos derecho skating? Haha! the music played there really helped me because I convinced myself that I am just dancing on a wet cold floor. I maybe not as graceful as pro’s who glided so well, but at least I am good as a beginner without any coach, just Abby. Hehe! i am so proud I didn’t land on behind! Thanks to fencing I got sturdier legs now. But I almost slipped for 3 times, luckily I managed to get back to stable pose. Taaadaaaa….. hehe! I grew tired and was the first one to get out of the rink.  Ayun.. saya! of course, we’re just humans! We were so hungry, unfortunately we have small amount of money left for one piece of doughnut each! Haha! nakakatawa kami sobra. Ayun, sa bus, kami ni Abby knocked out. I reached home around 830 I think. Last night I cannot sleep well, kulang pa ata eh! Haha! I just hoped that when I wake up the next morning, I won’t scream for having varicose veins from neck down. well, this morning, I found out that I lost some pounds. Grabe, buti may natira pa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sports!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas challenging, mas okey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nga pala, skating costs more than fencing. Halos matumba ako sa dami ng gamit sa fencing at sa prices nun pero mas mahal parin ang skating, shoes palang 25k na. la ako masabi!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115718936061717335?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115718936061717335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115718936061717335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115718936061717335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115718936061717335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/09/moving-is-living.html' title='moving is living'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115708124247552488</id><published>2006-08-31T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T20:27:22.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hayy... kathleen where are you??? haha! netopia mode kami ni abby sa shaw... for training. argh... ok lang. i enjoyed it so much. i was about to open our pc last night but i was too tired to stand up.. attach ko dito pic ng ultra.. yepp... the tragedy! wahh.. creepy. we passed through the place where many people died and it was so narrow, one way lang sya and it was so steep. no wonder tumbahan sila. =C well, yun... so later nakakahiya, i really dont wanna sit on the dlsu benches. i should wear blue shirt! with an eagle costume hahah!! jaz kidding.. Ulk... i look like a frog trying hard to be a good fencer. my butt is distracting, i have to learn the correct posture. T.T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new coach, ramil. pleasant to look at. mas mukhang mabaet compared to coach al.. although mas gusto ko yung ANGAS ni coach al.. hahaha! abby, agree??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115708124247552488?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115708124247552488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115708124247552488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115708124247552488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115708124247552488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/08/hayy.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115650761837527343</id><published>2006-08-25T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T05:15:29.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post</title><content type='html'>Party time!!!!!! hahaha! Yehey! ANOTHER TERM HAS FINALLY ENDED! Buti naman... nakaka- suffocate kaya yun term na yun! As in, super bc… to the point na napahaba ko yung nails ko coz I really don't have free time… etong blog nga muntikan nang ipisin eh.. anyway! Here I am! (tuwang tuwa nananaman mga fans niyan) hahahahaha! Joke! Ayyun, I got many stories to share.. may nakakaiyak, nakatawa, nakakaloka, weird, nakakasuka, halo halo! Haha! sorry, baka di ko makuwento na lahat yun. So start ko na dun sa mga naalala ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye towel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yun, I forgot the date. Basta training day yun. So after I changed my clothes, sa cubicle, I used the toilet, syempre I flushed it, so nagmadali akong lumabas ng cr kasi diba sabi nila naglalabas daw ng germs yun toilet pag nagfflush, edi yun. I dumped all my things inside my back pack. Naramdaman ko, as I turned my back, I dropped something, kala ko guni guni lang, pero pagtalikod ko, yes!!! Whirling towel! Yuck noh! So naflush yung towel! Laki kaya nun! 12X6 inches kaya yun! So yun, nagpanic ako, hopeless na! Alangan naman kunin ko yun?! Baka sumama pako sa towel hahaha! So yun, I can't believe it, talagang nakaya niyan iflush yun! Sumigaw ako nun, relieved nako nun di ko na Makita talaga completely yun towel. Walang ebidensya! Haha! pero ayun, maling akala! Umapaw yung toilet hahahaha! Kadire! Takbo ako nun palabas tawa ako ng tawa... shock, meh pangalan ko pa yun towel. Damn. Baka isoli pa sa akin yun hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expsych reporting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yun, napakaswerte ko talaga, mga groupmates ko wala… dito ko maglalabas ng sama ng loob joke! Hahaha! May sakit silang dalawa. Anyway! Sobrang puyat inabot ko nun. Yun lang. Share ko lang. Bakit ba???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatest sport: akyat bahay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina lang toh, bago ako pumasok ng school kanina, umakyat ako ng bubong. Lalang! Try niyo. Masaya. Mama ko may pakana. Haha! inakyat naming yun water tank, voila! Bagong tambayan... haha! instant tan ako pagbababa. Nakapantulog pako nun na dress so imagine niyo ako nakatayo sa bubong, scary right? Tinahulan ako ng mga aso ng kapitbahay naming haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Karen, up up and away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagmigrate na sila ate. So yun… masam loob ko nun kasi di ko sila nahatid, dahil lang sa laboratory. So yun. Well, tingin ko naging ok na rin yun kasi pag nasa airport ako baka magskandalo ako dun! I love my family so much. Mababaw lang luha ko pag family na pinaguusapan. Promise.. so yun, sinundo nalang nila ako sa skul. Naghintay ako sa southgate, tama ba naming tumawag ang ate ko nun, di ko sinagot kasi naluluha ko. Tapos nagtext siya so yun, naiyak nako. Sobrang pinipigilan ko umiyak kasi para akong sira nun diba. dumating pa si Hannah, tinanong pa kung ok ako ayan bumigay tuloy. Iyaking bata talaga ako. so sa car, di ko nagsasalita umiiyak talaga ako. wala lang. At least for that day lang yun. After that, ok nah. Tapos na. Katext naman namin sya eh. Tumigil lang ako sa pagiyak nun day nay un nung nagtext kuya ko sabi niya:&lt;br /&gt;"wag ka malungkot, nasa ibang bansa lang siya hindi naman sa OUT OF SPACE" so yun, natawa talaga ako nun!! Gets niyo ba? Hahahahahhaha. Di ko alam kung sadya nya yun o bangag lang sya. Miss ko na si ate! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belvita o wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun, one week po akong nasa piling ng cr hahaha!!!! Di ko alam kung sa belvita ba na binigay ni anjo yung reason o yung red wine na ininom ko. So babala na yan sa mga friends ni anjo ahhh. Hahahah! Joke lang anjo peace tayo! Yung wine kasi pag matagal na masarap eh! Ayun. Basta. Alin dun sa dalawa. Pinahirapan ako for one week. magaling nako infairness. Sangkaterbang anti bacteria ang ininom ko, kung di pako gumaling ewan ko nalang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasak na phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over naman kasi pagkasira nun fone, imagine. Week na lumipas wala kaming dial tone. So kawawa ako. walang internet. Kaya di rin ako makpagblog eh! Ayun, eh kelangan ko pa naman yung for our expsyla class tsaka expsych. So gabi gabi sumusugod ako sa internet shop. lalo na yung online exam sa chem! Grabe! Basta! Sagwa, dun ako nagsagot! Grrr... nalaman na ng mama ko nawala ko yung usb removable hardware hahahahaha! Panu ba naman, nun naginternet ako sangkaterbang diskette dala ko! Hahaha!!! Kahiya eh noh, ayun sabi ng mama ko: "anu yan dala mo? diba binigyan ka ng daddy mo yung maliit na ano. nasan na? Nawala mo?...." so yun di ko malalagay dito lahat ng sinabi niya kasi baka maghang yung pc niyo sa haba ng sinabi niya. Sermon po yun.&lt;br /&gt;Ang saya ko gawa na yung fone naming, kaso nanay ko naglagay ng phone extension. Eavesdropping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun, sumama ko sa mama ko gumimik. Grabe! Daig pako! Second time na namin to. Four na kami nakauwe ng umaga. Buti nakauwe pa kami, yun lang yun. Haha! Masaya naman! Tawa ako ng tawa dun! Hahahah! Sila iba ininom, ako cali lang hahaha, bata pako eh hahhahaha! Joke sa totoo lang mahal kasi eh!! Hahahah! (puro tawa lang) nandun si danica kasama si mark tsaka kuya niya na si oyo boy. Gwapo? Ok lang, malakas appeal pero di sobrang gwapo. Tahimik lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foot spa&lt;br /&gt;Nagpa foot spa ako! nakakakiliti! Haha! grabe, kada lingon ko dun sa nagseservice sakin, palaki ng palaki yun callous remover! Hahahahha! Understandable naman yun, tumayo ka sa lrt everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Globe sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang ngayon, di ko pa nakikita globe sim ko! Nasa bed lang yun. Yun ang alam ko. Di ko mahanap! So for the mean time, sa sun kayo mag text! Onga pala, may pabuyang P10000000 sa sinumang makakasoli nun! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother Andrew building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun! Building ng mga frosh! Nakakatakot yung elevator! Glass kasi, eh di pa nila naayos yun! So meh rope pa siya! Syet!!! Kitang kita kaya nakakatakot!!! Parang hinihila lang ng tao yung elevator hahaha!!maganda yun building, walang wala ang Miguel pero may laban ang yuchengco. Pag lakad ko sa hallway, parang st lukes! Yung study area, kiddie study area! Basta punta kayo para magets niyo ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bw*set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina pauwi nakasabay ko si jonie at jelah, so nakipagtawanan ako sa kanila, kwentuhan! P*cha! Yung katabi ko ang likot ng kamay, buti bumaba na siya sasapakin ko na talaga eh! Grabe talaga… bakit ba ganyan ako kamalas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lapit na concert sa notre guys! Gusto ko pumunta sana, kung pupunta mga friends ko nun highschool. Sila lang habol ko. Di ko na sila nakikita eh or di na nila ako nakikita eh! Hehehe! 6 cycle mind magconcert. Asar. Bakit yun, di ko alam mga kanta nila. Kamikazee nalang sana hahahahahahaha!!!! Sana kung pupunta ako, samahan ako ng iba jan hahaha! Jowk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naghang phone ko, umabot kasi ng 5000. buti naagapan ko! Whew! P*cha nagbura tuloy ako ng pic. Mas mahalaga ang message kesa pic naks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yun! Sayang! Eto lang naalala kong mga nanyare eh! The rest, wala, puro pasakit ng college life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay nga pala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nursing exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is according to my mom. sabi niya, kaya daw kumalat na may leakage sa exams eh dahil sa ust. Sila mismo nagsumbong! Wanna know why? kasi daw yung summa cum laude or magna ata eh di pumasa sa exam na yun. P*cha noh? Damay damay na talaga basta wag lang masira ang pangalan. Madaming grad from provinces na nagtop sa exam. Pano sila? Tapos pwedeng magretake yung iba. Wow talaga. Well, mama ko nagsabi niyan di ako. mama ko ok???!! Hahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pluto, not a planet anymore, narinig ko sa news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magdonate tayo ng buhok para makahelp tayo sa pasolve ng prob ng oilspill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there!!!! Ayan! konti lang noh! Sorry di ko na maalala yung iba. Ok! basta! To all my schoolmates, god bless us sa august 31, sana Masaya tayong umuwi sa araw nay un! See you!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115650761837527343?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115650761837527343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115650761837527343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115650761837527343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115650761837527343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/08/post.html' title='post'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115465549932640347</id><published>2006-08-03T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T18:38:19.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>takot ako kagabi, sobrang puyat ko kasi...&lt;br /&gt;tapos.. dumugo ilong ko. yikes panic..&lt;br /&gt;oh no... yari na..&lt;br /&gt;sign na toh.. bye world. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115465549932640347?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115465549932640347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115465549932640347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115465549932640347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115465549932640347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/08/takot-ako-kagabi-sobrang-puyat-ko-kasi.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115459438871211514</id><published>2006-08-03T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T01:39:48.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sobrang lala na itong colds, argh i hate it.. pero at least chem quiz is over... so expsyla na.. kaloka yun.. ewan.. then yung sa englone tambak ng works sobra.. so yun haha!! geh napadaan lang ako, punta na ko ng sports complex.. stress reliever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115459438871211514?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115459438871211514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115459438871211514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115459438871211514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115459438871211514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/08/sobrang-lala-na-itong-colds-argh-i.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115387574996379530</id><published>2006-07-25T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T18:02:29.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.tinypic.com/210lyit.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beirut&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115387574996379530?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115387574996379530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115387574996379530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115387574996379530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115387574996379530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/07/beirut.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.tinypic.com/210lyit_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115371689212865506</id><published>2006-07-23T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:54:52.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oppssss!</title><content type='html'>SONA: will it lead to unity or further fragmentation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will be another noisy day in our government, as our President will do her yearly act of reporting the standing of our country through her SONA. Will it cause chaos? Well, it depends on her speech. (Gloria ayusin mo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not looking forward to hear her SONA actually. Why? I know she would more likely fill her SONA with her self-assessment of her performance. (Which is supposed to be about the countries’ not hers). I expected her to talk about the positive side of everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t they try to pick one from the majority of the population and let him/her do the SONA thing? That some one may be a taho vendor who feeds six children everyday or a robber who is a father of dying twin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can’t really say who can give the true state of the nation. For all I know, SONA is a self-serving bias, in favor of the one speaking. Elite’s version of SONA is totally different from those who are near the poverty line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, reality-check please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not pessimistic or what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s up to us whether to take the improvements that she’ll be telling us as a sign of prosperity or as one of the lies we’re tired of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can tell everything what they believe that is really happening today and make us believe that everything will be fine, but what is definite is that mind is far from the stomach. Whatever they’ll feed everybody’s mind will never calm the rumbling stomach.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that their applause intends not to overlap the true cry of our countrymen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115371689212865506?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115371689212865506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115371689212865506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115371689212865506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115371689212865506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/07/oppssss.html' title='oppssss!'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115327705729936112</id><published>2006-07-18T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T19:44:20.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday... i took the 2nd long test in psychm1 and i found out that i shouldn't have taken the test coz it makes no difference if i didn't. i don't know where do the questions came from. if only i had my gun with me yesterday, i should've pointed it to our prof's nose and say: "give me the answers." &lt;br /&gt;only the identification part's easy. that 10 itemed part! the test gave me enough reasons to hate this subject more.. sir nikko.. look at what you have done!!! haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inhale... exhale... inhale.. exhale..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above all, i am still okey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till when???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whaaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i still have many reasons to be happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will find them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will gonna take poreber.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun, i forgot to scan the flyer. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fencing.. not too tiring anymore.. i am having fun.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opppsss.. the rels thing.. shit. that prof reminds me of our pe prof (volleyball) i forgot her name. intentionally. it is very hard to argue with old people. useless.&lt;br /&gt;talk to the wall instead. at least, that wall will not make annoying gestures unlike... nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, we could start our mtv making later. it's due on thursday! woow! i love that deadline. now i know why it's called deadline, coz probably i am dead by that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does college makes my life a lot more complicated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, to someone who wants to give up, just wanna let you know i cried so hard when my brother died. and i don't want that to happen to your family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115327705729936112?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115327705729936112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115327705729936112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115327705729936112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115327705729936112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/07/crap-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115262480058556258</id><published>2006-07-11T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T06:33:20.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really want to end this week, right now (if possible). What a stressful week! Every day feels like a whole haunted year. Stress proof week, I am waiting for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115262480058556258?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115262480058556258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115262480058556258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115262480058556258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115262480058556258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-really-want-to-end-this-week-right.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115223742924935591</id><published>2006-07-06T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T18:57:09.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahhaa! super pagod! anyway, i am used to it already. kahapon tulala na ko talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways! WE NEED AN EXTRA VIDEO CAM FOR OUR MTV MAKING! PLEASE, WE NEED IT. SA MAAY MGA MABUBUTING KALOOBAN DIYAN... (KUNG MERON MAN) PAHIRAM.. KUNG DI KAYO MASAYADONG MABAET, PARENTA NA LANG... T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115223742924935591?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115223742924935591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115223742924935591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115223742924935591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115223742924935591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/07/hahahhaa-super-pagod-anyway-i-am-used.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115189224260867991</id><published>2006-07-02T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T19:04:02.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>money pacquiao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! rich kid na sya grabe.. pagnatalo sya.. gameover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched his fight yesterday.. i am not sure if it is really a boxing fight or some sort of entertainment or amusement show.. heck.. he could knock him out on the 4th round. sabagay, he was paid for it. yung shorts niya kahapon, puno ng sponsor icons&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115189224260867991?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115189224260867991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115189224260867991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115189224260867991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115189224260867991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/07/money-pacquiao-haha-rich-kid-na-sya.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115163662110959884</id><published>2006-06-29T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T20:03:41.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grabe, muscle abuse talaga.. ayun, warm up palang parang gusto ko na matulog sa pagod. as in. &lt;br /&gt;from waist downward masakit. lalo na sa knee portion.. ouchy! (landi haha) pag bumababa ng stairs,&lt;br /&gt;para akong lola. at 17, naranasan ko na ang feeling ng may rayuma. grabe.. muscle pain, saraaaapp.&lt;br /&gt;SUFFERING BUILDS CHARACTER. yun nalang isipin. ayun, mga kasama ko dun medyo kilala ko na before. &lt;br /&gt;pero nagenjoy naman ako kahit mahirap (masochist talaga) haha. i think it is a best way to eliminate&lt;br /&gt;stress. lalo ko papayat, la na dream kong tumaba. ayun.. kelangan ko pang linawin kung yung &lt;br /&gt;training na yun ay for fencing talaga or boxing. feeling ko kasi boxing eh! pano kaya yun, bigla na&lt;br /&gt;lang ako sinabak sa ring. or sa ufc. let's get it on! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;930 na ako nakarating sa bahay. wala naman silang reaction. hehe. kala ko meh police car na sa &lt;br /&gt;tapat ng bahay namin eh! hehe.. ayun.. umulan ng malakas. basa na nga ako sa pawis eh. la pako extrang &lt;br /&gt;shirt.. lesson yun sakin, next time magdala na ng sabon at shampoo dercho ligo na sa ulan! ayun, i'm&lt;br /&gt;proud, di ako nagkasakit. yey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun expsyla, ayun, social loafer. useless. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psychm1, badtrip. nikkko quevada!!!! waahhh... i really was sad when i learned that he had to drop &lt;br /&gt;our class and leave us to other hands. he should've advised us to drop the course instead. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;we have to do some adjustments to the new prof. actually, the strictness of sir nikko did a great job&lt;br /&gt;in extracting the hidden "ability" in us. i don't want to underestimate sir... what's his name &lt;br /&gt;again?? whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy.. ayun.. still happy! hehe.. sana talaga.. wahh.. sarap talaga gumawa ng poblema..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115163662110959884?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115163662110959884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115163662110959884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115163662110959884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115163662110959884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/06/grabe-muscle-abuse-talaga.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115138786976663970</id><published>2006-06-26T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:57:49.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grabe... wala kaming relstwo.. sabagay, boring din kasi.. gusto ko na tlaga umuwi eh... kaso, baka gabihin ko today. meh salihan lang akong sport. wala lang. gusto ko kasi mapagod ng sobra para masaya. so guys wag na kayo magtaka kung makita niyo nalang ako tulala, puyat, wala sa sarili, bangag, nakatunganga, nakakalbo, puro eyebags, malalim huminga, hinihingal, maputla, red ang mata, tumatawa magisa, umiiyak bigla, naninilaw ang kuko, naglalagas ang ngipin, nagsusuka, nagpapawis ng green. . .. hayyy.. haha! ganun. normal lang yun. ibig sabihin nagaadjust lang ako. pray for my past recovery haha! knock on wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun, mom ko nagpaultra sound, shet kala ko preggy siya muntikan na akong himatayin, swear. yun pala may u.t.i. hayy.. bat kumakalat yang sakit na yan. badtrip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there. overall masaya ako. *wink wink* landi ampft! haha! iba talaga pag may selecta. haha! bangag nako shet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun. so ngayong araw na to medyo nakakaasar dami ko nakalimutan. utak ko ata naiwan ko na! as in?! badtrip talaga. reyna ng crammingggggg...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115138786976663970?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115138786976663970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115138786976663970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115138786976663970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115138786976663970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/06/grabe.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115085638306620603</id><published>2006-06-20T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T19:19:43.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guys! good news bati na kami! hoorah.. panu? ganito pagkauwi ko, sabi sakin, "ate meh buhay ka ni mazenod?" sikuhin ko sana eh! joke! ayun, parang walang nanyare. simple!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115085638306620603?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115085638306620603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115085638306620603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115085638306620603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115085638306620603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/06/guys-good-news-bati-na-kami-hoorah.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115080780412613430</id><published>2006-06-20T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T19:17:27.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayun, for a change hindi naging boring ang englone. masaya pag may mga activities si miss. tawa ako&lt;br /&gt;ng tawa talaga. game yun, 6 persons are chosen, the rest are the boat men. sa group namen si anjo, &lt;br /&gt;buti di ako. ang case ganito: kelangan pumili ng isa sa 6 para iligtas at pasakayin sa boat. so&lt;br /&gt;kelangan iprove ng bawat isa na karapadapat siyang iligtas. parang di naman exciting diba. pero &lt;br /&gt;nung nalaman ko kung anong klaseng mga tao yung pagpipiliian, natawa talaga ako: eto yung mga&lt;br /&gt;categories:&lt;br /&gt;+ drug addict&lt;br /&gt;+ dying old man&lt;br /&gt;+ child pornographer&lt;br /&gt;+ doctor convicted coz of malpractice&lt;br /&gt;+ convict&lt;br /&gt;+ prostitue.&lt;br /&gt;oh di ba.. ang saya. haha! kung ako isa sa mga pagpipilian, kaya ko siguro kasi medyo sanay ako&lt;br /&gt;magdahilan at mamilosopo. haha! sabi meh speech pa eh. so gagawa ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drug addict: mr. boatman, please chose me. there is this saying: "save the user, jail the pusher".&lt;br /&gt;you will not hear complains on me, i will be so quiet that you will forget that i am with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dying old man: please, i don't want to die here. if you chose me, i will not be a burden to you. on our &lt;br /&gt;trip you could throw me to the sea. if i die, i am ready for disposal. but if we reached the land alive&lt;br /&gt;and die soon after three days, i will talk to my lawyer and give my riches to you. you will be the sole&lt;br /&gt;owner of hacienda la casita! but if i will live longer, we will be business partners. yeah dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;child pornographer: please, choose me. all these people are old and hopeless. while me, i am&lt;br /&gt;still young and i can change. i still have my life ahead of me. let me straighten it up. and i am&lt;br /&gt;just accused of such act coz i love to draw nude paintings. is that wrong? they don't see the art in there!&lt;br /&gt;i want to defend myself, please, i am innocent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doctor convicted because of malpractice: please, i beg you. let me join you. i am really a good doctor.&lt;br /&gt;swear. there was this woman who is about to give birth. there is no other persons around and she is&lt;br /&gt;walking down our street and asked for my help coz she saw the sign on our door saying: the doctor is in.&lt;br /&gt;she immediately laid herself on the white table. i am explaining something to her that i can't do it but she&lt;br /&gt;didn't listen instead she shouted:hurry up!son of a bitch!and  unfortunately, i killed the child&lt;br /&gt;and arrested me! f*ck! it is not my fault! i am a veterinarian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;convict: you must choose me. you have no choice! i mean it! if you will not chose me, i will kill&lt;br /&gt;you! i will chop your head. i got a bone collection at home and i painted my house with blood. so now,&lt;br /&gt;the option you got is the place of your death: either on this island or on the boat. but it is better&lt;br /&gt;if you will let me ride your boat, coz you still have time to repent and pray. if not, i will kill you&lt;br /&gt;right away and it is much brutal coz i got many resources here: stones, wood, rocks, sharpened &lt;br /&gt;sticks. darling, that will be torture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prostitute: please, choose me. if you do, it is like you saved 12 people and 5 generations. coz i got&lt;br /&gt;12 children to feed. they are all valedictorians. without me, they will ruin their studies coz they&lt;br /&gt;love me as much i love them. who knows, one of them might be the president, the pope, and for &lt;br /&gt;the rest of your life you'll die wonderinhg what if. too sad. i will entertain you for free during our &lt;br /&gt;trip! i could dance sing, eat sword, walk on fire etc. your trip will be worthwhile and you surely won't&lt;br /&gt;die out of boredom. many people take suicide because of boredom, and i wanted to save your life. quitz!&lt;br /&gt;who knows?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun, yung mga boatman dapat meh tanong isa sa anim or sa lahat.&lt;br /&gt;so isa akong uhm..&lt;br /&gt;BINGE!!!!! hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah! tignan ko lang kung may angal pa sila! hahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wala!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115080780412613430?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115080780412613430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115080780412613430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115080780412613430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115080780412613430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/06/ayun-for-change-hindi-naging-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115079260253958439</id><published>2006-06-20T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T01:36:42.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putsia! haha! kala ko nman magboboracay na ko bukas dahil tapos na yung test sa chem di pala! hayop! haha! joke! prolonged pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos 1 hour lang pasok ko bukas! wow! sandaan din pamasahe yun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magpapantulog na nga lang ako bukas! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115079260253958439?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115079260253958439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115079260253958439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115079260253958439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115079260253958439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/06/hell-putsia-haha-kala-ko-nman.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115068030259019910</id><published>2006-06-18T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T18:28:50.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pwedeng sa inyo nako tumuloy??</title><content type='html'>father's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun, happy. hahahaha! nakakatawa.. puro chibog. it was slightly ruined by my brother who invulnerably&lt;br /&gt;answered our parents back in a high tone. i hate him. really. i admit, sometimes i also do the same thing (which&lt;br /&gt;makes me think that i am a bad example to him). but then it is when i know i am right. if i realize i was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;i apologize to my mom. i can't argue with them without crying. unlike my brother, that spoiled brat. &lt;br /&gt;he is too confident, he thinks he is incapable of doing wrong, the very opposite of what he really is. &lt;br /&gt;i don't know when he'll be able to realize it. (when i die?? when he's all alone?? too late..) i know&lt;br /&gt;i am the older than him but still he is more than half of my age! a highschool student! i hate him.&lt;br /&gt;i am tired of doing all the adjustments for him. he is not a child anymore. my patience has limits and &lt;br /&gt;he already gone far. i used to talk to him and give him unsolicited advices, but he seldom use his ears.&lt;br /&gt;it's alright for me if he will forget me and all the memories that we had, but not the words i &lt;br /&gt;shared with him, i want him to keep the lessons that i tried  to teach him the only best way i know &lt;br /&gt;how, coz that will only pacify me knowing he is going to be fine without me. i can't help myself but to&lt;br /&gt;blame my mom. most of the time she has a special treatment for him (special child??) eventhough he is wrong,&lt;br /&gt;she will find ways to defend him, eventhough my brother reaches to the point of offending her as &lt;br /&gt;his mother, eventhough things are laid right before my mother's eyes saying he is the one to blamed, she&lt;br /&gt;is just a tolerant and forgiving mom. amidst all. i don't know if i will adore her or what. i don't know&lt;br /&gt;what to feel.. my brother is so lucky. i am not jealous of him. it is just that he is a boy. i know, my mom &lt;br /&gt;is doing it coz she is afraid. she has two sons left and she wants to give lloyd all her shortcomings to kuya&lt;br /&gt;wawe. i know she can't bear losing another one. the hope of trying to get back what is really gone. that&lt;br /&gt;tragedy made a big impact that always taps our shoulders to look back, recovery is painful. my mom's intent is&lt;br /&gt;good but then it doesn't give the assurance that it will really do good on him. will it help him?? darn.&lt;br /&gt;my brother's face disturbs me alot. amazing face!!! argh. the way he talks, acts, walks, sings, irritates me.&lt;br /&gt;this will take years. another ice age. i am too tired worrying. shit. tama na. baka makita nio pako&lt;br /&gt;magdrama. creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesa naman sabihin ko to sa bahay, dito nalang kasi sa bahay hitech, may radar, makarating pa keh lloyd,&lt;br /&gt;nakupp.. bakbakan nanaman, yari kami sa dad namin. papasabugin niya ang bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; magiiwan nalang ako ng isang nakakatuwang bagay sa inyo para makalimutan niyo ang mga problems niyo,&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko to kanina napatawa ako bigla:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAKAKALITO SI LITO CAMO AT SIR PATRICIO CANTILLER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.. ayun lang. walang laglagan mga lasalista jan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115068030259019910?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115068030259019910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115068030259019910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115068030259019910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115068030259019910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/06/pwedeng-sa-inyo-nako-tumuloy.html' title='pwedeng sa inyo nako tumuloy??'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115043279640228381</id><published>2006-06-15T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T21:39:56.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am really upset today. i don't know the true reason why. i have many things running in my head i can't point out what is wrong with me. i guess i have to stick the reason that my filipi prof said: "nabarahan ng cholesterol ang ugat sa utak." &lt;br /&gt;acceptable! *ching*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ayun, bakit dami nagtetext pag wala akong load??? wala lang asar lang ako. tapos yung sun network sa bulacan gumuho ata ng dalawang ara, panu ba naman walng bakas ng signal. as in. dumugo na kamay ko kakarequest ng signal, nabubura na finger print ko kakatry. &lt;br /&gt;kaya globe nalang ako. ayun, badtrip din kasi may mga nilalang na nagpapanggap atang tao na nagttext sakin tinatanong kung sino ako. tamang trip. asar talaga.. sabi ko pa nga sa isa: "cgro mLi k ng txt knina" akalain mo reply niya sakin: "cno daw si GRO" amp. tagakweba ata yun di marunong bumasa ng text msg! Cgro= siguro! nako! di ko alam kung maasar ako o matatawa o masisiraan ng bait sa kanya. hayy.. kung ako sa kanya, tumawag nalang siya kung hirap siya magtxt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun, wala ako magawa dead phone ko di ko makontak mga alagad ko este sila hannah pala. z2 daw tapos wala amp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto, nakabraid nanamana hair ko muka akong magbabasketball. pinagtripan ng ate ko kagabi eh.. kaya daw niya ginwa yung kasi panget daw hair ko, wag ko daw ipakita. haha! sama talga nun. ok lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si ginger maysakit. lungkot ko. tamlay kasi niya. si daddy alalang alala.. kakatuwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun, di boto ate ko sa gf ni kuya. i second the motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more than one month na kami di naguusap ni lloyd. grabe.. i never been a good ate. sinigawan ko siya sa mall talaga. stupid ako. bat ganun?? waah.. apektado ako kaya.. sobra.. ayaw ko ng ganun pero yung ang gusto niya. as his ate, wala akong magawa kundi pagbigyan siya. yun lang. we are living in a single house. damn. tapos punta pako sa school niya para bilan siya ng books.. hayy.. pumapatol sa bata, isip bata. shit. tama na..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115043279640228381?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115043279640228381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115043279640228381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115043279640228381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115043279640228381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-really-upset-today.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115036250732442563</id><published>2006-06-15T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T02:08:27.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. ayun, nonsense post. if i were you, i'll stop reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i warned you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ayan, napakakulet mong nilalang. nagbabasa parin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hala sige basa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naghihintay ka lang sa wala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walang kuwenta nga to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinasayang mo lang oras mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahala ka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop ka na kasi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anu ba??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kulit nito!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tamang trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woow.. umabot ka dito.. &lt;br /&gt;talagang hinahanap hanap mo post ko ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. wala.. ayuko na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maya nako post ng matino kasi walang time eh..&lt;br /&gt;as in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115019284122317749</id><published>2006-06-13T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T03:00:41.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey!!</title><content type='html'>wala lang wag niyo dibdibin posts ko. next time ko explain skin haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115019284122317749?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115019284122317749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115019284122317749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115019284122317749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115019284122317749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey.html' title='hey!!'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-115018795066345244</id><published>2006-06-13T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:39:10.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rainy day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yehey.. skin.. lalang.. dropped by to change the layout. dapat me email ako isesend kaso di ko makaatach ng file dito. too bad. my sister is fine na.. thanks to all who prayed for her. she is still with us now. thank god&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-115018795066345244?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/115018795066345244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=115018795066345244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115018795066345244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/115018795066345244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/06/rainy-day-yehey.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114964478547435618</id><published>2006-06-06T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T18:46:25.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>umagang umga natawa ako.. pano ba naman there's this group of girls in front of the book schute sa library.. they were peeping inside the schute talaga holding books, natawa ako nung sinabi nun isa: "may tao ba sa loob? ay wala. pano yan?" hahahaha! ansama ko eh noh... siguro frosh. ayun, hinayaan ko na sila. naisip ko, naging frosh din naman ako. sarap din ng feeling at least, second year na. yipee.. scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114958397425216272</id><published>2006-06-06T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T01:52:54.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dapat talaga, ngayong ooperahan ang ate ko kaso pinnareschedule niya. why? kasi sa date today. june 6, 2006. 666. hayy.. ayun, kaya it was moved tomorrow na.. removal of cyst again for the second time. the first one was found in her right breast, now in the left ovary. when i saw the photo of it, i was shocked. i even asked her, are you pregnant? is that a fetus? then she said, "nope it is an egg." hay.. pati sa mga bagay na seryoso tulad non ginagawa pang joke. well, it runs in the family. hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114894920499802497</id><published>2006-05-29T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T17:33:25.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super aga kong dumating kanina sa first subject ko. sa sobrang aga, pagdating ko labasan na nila. ganun ka aga. pano ba naman sa lrt kanina mga tao nagsitulog sa sahig! haha! joke tumba sila! haha! nakaupo ako, nadamay pako. ganun kalakas ang impact.sobra! haha! ayun, taong nook nanaman kami. ano pa ba! ayun, mamaya makukuha ko na chem book ko, pinahiram ni lance. haha! kahapon, chem lab, ang saya parang di ako part ng klase, kasi di ako makasunod. as in.yey! sa expsyla naman, ayun super sipag ng aming kagroup siya na ang gumagawa LAHAT! social loafing! wahahaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114869524300709482</id><published>2006-05-26T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T19:00:43.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please pray for my sister.. tnx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114869524300709482?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114869524300709482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114869524300709482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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glass and jump out if the window.&lt;br /&gt;+ bring your own chair, wheel chair is better. this is for roaming around. got the point?&lt;br /&gt;+ volunteer to erase the board&lt;br /&gt;+ stay close to someone who is smarter than you so you can pass the chalk easily and cheer&lt;br /&gt;+ tell your classmates to bring their own chalk to confuse the prof, in chorus say: guess who.&lt;br /&gt;+ have an excuse like you are allergic to chalk (never say you mean it literary) just show your white spots, sny white spots&lt;br /&gt;+ play dead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114860926974925167?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114860926974925167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i need chem book by chang.. yup.. or else i am going to sink in my chair during chem class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my prof's unbelievable, incredible, untouchable.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i admit, i got scared.&lt;br /&gt;sinong hindi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is my first time to attend a class where the chalk can walk and FLY.&lt;br /&gt;yup. fly. &lt;br /&gt;the CHALK of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;the chalk is alive.&lt;br /&gt;it haunts you.&lt;br /&gt;even if it's few feet away from you, you can sense it.&lt;br /&gt;the more it comes close to you, the more stationary you become&lt;br /&gt;and your head would be shouting: WORLD, EAT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the time i became enlightened, chalk and choke are slightly homonyms, &lt;br /&gt;AND THERE IS A REASON FOR IT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, the chalk just passed by and didn't mind to stop and say hi.&lt;br /&gt;if so, i prepared plans on what to do:&lt;br /&gt;+ i'll swallow the chalk and say "Where did it go?"&lt;br /&gt;+ smile and say "sit in lang ako"&lt;br /&gt;+ make an excuse: "sir, wala ako sa mood. wag nyo po ko inisin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll think of other tips tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to prevent the chalk from killing you, check out this things:&lt;br /&gt;+ be nice to your classmates, make friends with them.&lt;br /&gt;+ practice catching and passing things&lt;br /&gt;+ study so hard..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114844764103142335?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114844764103142335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114844764103142335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;br /&gt;positive: i am already in the second year of my college life&lt;br /&gt;negative: it is too soon. i mean, i didn't have the time to unwind and retrieve my &lt;br /&gt;energy back. i can't believe it. but i must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakahiga ko lang, babangon nanaman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, i am going to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above all, i am so glad. i am already done reading the eye widener the da vinci code.&lt;br /&gt;eye widener, not an eye opener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very nice novel. actually, i don't know if i still want to watch the movie version, coz&lt;br /&gt;as i go on with the pages, i could already picture out the scenes that dan brown &lt;br /&gt;marvelously wrote. the book is alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am fond of watching tv programs when it is about mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, feeding my curiousity is my interest. i love to know things that most people don't &lt;br /&gt;know. it is fun. that is why that book makes my heart knock its cage. and when i was given&lt;br /&gt;the chance of experiencing its contents, my heart didn't settle down. in fact,&lt;br /&gt;it even bounced harder as if it wanted to be freed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i open it, i know there are consequences and i am ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;the leap of faith. &lt;br /&gt;i am devout christian, till i am six feet under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit, i am not that strong. i asked myself if i am ready to see&lt;br /&gt;in the eyes of dan brown. yes. but i know, i am weak. i AM AFRAID OF many things.&lt;br /&gt;and with that, i decided to go on coz i FEAR WHAT i DON'T UNDERSTAND...&lt;br /&gt;simple as that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conspiracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not against the book. the church is not too.. the church is just&lt;br /&gt;afraid that they are not prepared for it. the book is so effective that readers'&lt;br /&gt;own mind can be swayed. powerful enough to give them a second thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can shift lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114844636245930624?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114844636245930624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114844636245930624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114844636245930624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114844636245930624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-just-watched-hours-go-by.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114843617332196486</id><published>2006-05-23T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T19:02:53.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LIFE IS REALLY UNPREDICTABLE, ironic most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;It can toss tricks on you. It can slap you, kick you and beat you up so hard that you can barely move an inch and you can’t do anything but to take all those assaults until you feel numb. Sometimes, no matter how you try to avoid these things, life really knows how and WHERE to hit you most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPINESS is found somewhere that you yourself don’t know exactly where but you know the precise feeling when you get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When happiness confronts you, most of the time you will let go of the other things and elope with it. If it is needed, you will run after it as if you are bound under its spell. The taste of it is addictive and very intoxicating. And later, becomes your own weakness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is mean. It can fool you. It can bribe you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing is, when you are enjoying, you tend to float, you tend to breathe slowly, you tend to close your eyes, and you hear music. You were hypnotized.&lt;br /&gt;Until you forget that LIFE IS UNPREDICTABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, you will NEVER know what you’ve been missing until it arrives and you will NEVER know what you’ve got until it’s missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMOTE LANG!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114843617332196486?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114843617332196486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114843617332196486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114843617332196486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114843617332196486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/05/life-is-really-unpredictable-ironic.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114768359332949369</id><published>2006-05-15T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T01:59:53.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>isang mabilisang post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer classes! officially over!!!&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahahahahhahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;haha! nako! baka magkasakit ako pag nasa bahay lang ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun! kahapon nahilo ako dahil sa pugo..&lt;br /&gt;daming pagkain kahapon kala ata ng mom ko debut nia.&lt;br /&gt;haha! itlog ng pugo, mataas sa cholesterol?&lt;br /&gt;tama ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nako! bata ko pa high blood na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheeeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelangan itest natin kung related ang blood pressure at no. ng itlog ng pugo, using 5% level of significance.. this is a test of independence! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compute ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naku, nasa critical region ang test stat value so do not reject the null hypothesis!&lt;br /&gt;i conclude that the no. of itlog ng pugo and blood pressure are dependent or related!&lt;br /&gt;wow!&lt;br /&gt;eto ang role ng stat sa buhay!&lt;br /&gt;ang gawing complikado ang pagdecide kung kakainin ba ang pugo o hindi!&lt;br /&gt;galing!&lt;br /&gt;so, di nako kakain ng pugo kasi tataas bp ko! tnx to stat narealize ko rin sya.&lt;br /&gt;yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what you call STAT EXAM HANGOVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114768359332949369?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114768359332949369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114768359332949369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114768359332949369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114768359332949369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/05/isang-mabilisang-post-woooh-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114750383042939483</id><published>2006-05-12T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T00:14:56.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahah! &lt;br /&gt;TO ALL MOMS OUT THERE! HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY TO MY EVER DEAREST, LOVING BEAUTIFUL MOM!&lt;br /&gt;TERESITA SILVA SALOM DIATRE&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;without you, six intellectual persons won't be here in earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the succeeding generations are so thankful.. they vowed to dominate the world. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun.. we really love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you stepped over your obligations as mom for a number of times.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always being there.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being patient coz i'm am your daughter..&lt;br /&gt;haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hell, &lt;br /&gt;like she will read this.. anyways, i am just so proud of my bouncy mom! &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! everyone should be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat mahaba post ko kaso i wasted time looking for a new layout.. sheeshh..&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ok lang. nothing significant thing happened today.&lt;br /&gt;except for our histciv, it's over! yey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really got sad kahapon..&lt;br /&gt;nako! ewan! haha! so eto, &lt;br /&gt;sayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it okay if I call you mine?&lt;br /&gt;Just for a time...&lt;br /&gt;And I will be just fine&lt;br /&gt;If I know that you know that I'm wanting&lt;br /&gt;Needing your love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ask of you is it all right&lt;br /&gt;If I ask you to hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Through a cold dark night&lt;br /&gt;Cause there may be a cloudy day in sight&lt;br /&gt;And I need to let you know that I might&lt;br /&gt;Be needing your love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I'm trying to say isn't really new...&lt;br /&gt;It's just the things that happen to me&lt;br /&gt;When I'm reminded of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like when I hear your name,&lt;br /&gt;Or see a place that you've been --&lt;br /&gt;Or see a picture of your grin,&lt;br /&gt;Or pass a house that you've been in,&lt;br /&gt;One time or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sets off something in me I can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't wait to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, babe, I love your love...&lt;br /&gt;And what I'm trying to say isn't really new...&lt;br /&gt;It's just the things that happen to me&lt;br /&gt;When I'm reminded of you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114750383042939483?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114750383042939483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114750383042939483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114750383042939483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114750383042939483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/05/hahahahah-to-all-moms-out-there-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114731130464073471</id><published>2006-05-10T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T18:38:18.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this morning, for the second time, i met a sex maniac... damn.. grabe.. buti di nako naiyak. badtrip talaga.&lt;br /&gt;so yun, i was so sad... so i went to cybernook to find any happy emails.. so yun, i was a failure. instead, i received this mail from my brother.. very interesting.. please read up to the end to feel the impact.. sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;be patient though, i promise i'll change the layout para di kayo mahirapan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.tinypic.com/xopeux.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last line... &lt;br /&gt;TAKE NOTE...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114731130464073471?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114731130464073471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114731130464073471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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we submitted our finals paper in histciv.. oh yeah.. for a change, i went home early and have plenty of sleep.. less than 8 hrs i think... but it is plenty for me.. ayun.. i didn't slept early coz i waited for my new friend to text me para sabay kami sleep haha! wierd eh noh.. ganun kasi ginagawa niya kaya ginagawa ko rin para quits.. kaya kami matagal natulog kasi nagiintayan kami.. hahaha! badtrip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yun, i got the test results, and it all turned out well.. i don't know how did it happen pero i'm so thankful it happened! haha! yey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cannot understand the lesson we had in stat a while ago because we were situated at the back. swear.. i heard our prof using different language.. i really can't understand.. argh.. boring... i ll never sit at the back.. sa liit kong toh.. haay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't concentrate well... all the blame is on the sisig that i ate. i tasted like fried shoes.. it feels like i'm chewing a rubber..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy... really... that is why i am scared.. coz i know this won't be forever.. what comes up, must come down..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114724641876684510?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114724641876684510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114724641876684510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114724641876684510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114724641876684510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/05/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114715227412764229</id><published>2006-05-08T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T22:24:34.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my nightmare! kasumpa sumpa.. joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;palawan nila..... waaah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.tinypic.com/xli4hj.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakata si kuya dito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.tinypic.com/xli4uf.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waah.. mga hambog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/xli4x0.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kunwari marunong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/xli5qc.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan.. mga paeffect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.tinypic.com/xli643.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patawa sila haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.tinypic.com/xli6au.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkeys unleashed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/xli7mr.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;david, eminem look alike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.tinypic.com/xli7t3.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganda... shet sila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/xli7vp.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadaanan nila ang LULI ISLAND. kaya siya LULI island kasi, LUlubog, LIlitaw yung island.. true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayaan.. pagod nako iupload, liit kasi space kelangan ko pa iadjust!? badtrip tong skin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114715227412764229?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114689345670993540</id><published>2006-05-05T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T22:30:56.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS IS REALLY A NICE ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this poem was nominated for the best poem of 2005 written by an african kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was born,&lt;br /&gt;i black.&lt;br /&gt;when i grew up,&lt;br /&gt;i black.&lt;br /&gt;when i go to sun,&lt;br /&gt;i black.&lt;br /&gt;when i scared,&lt;br /&gt;i black.&lt;br /&gt;when i scared,&lt;br /&gt;i black.&lt;br /&gt;and when i die,&lt;br /&gt;i still black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you white fella,&lt;br /&gt;when you born,&lt;br /&gt;you pink.&lt;br /&gt;when you grow up,&lt;br /&gt;you white.&lt;br /&gt;when you go into sun,&lt;br /&gt;you red.&lt;br /&gt;when you cold,&lt;br /&gt;you blue.&lt;br /&gt;when you scared,&lt;br /&gt;you yellow.&lt;br /&gt;when you sick,&lt;br /&gt;you green.&lt;br /&gt;and when you die,&lt;br /&gt;you gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU CALLING ME COLORED!!???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114689345670993540?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114689345670993540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114689345670993540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114689345670993540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114689345670993540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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unicorns is called a blessing&lt;br /&gt;+ twelve or more cows is called a exaltation&lt;br /&gt;+ a group of frogs is called an army&lt;br /&gt;+ a group of rhinos is a clash&lt;br /&gt;+ a group of kangaroos is called a mob&lt;br /&gt;+ a group of whales is called a pod&lt;br /&gt;+ a group of ravens is called a murder&lt;br /&gt;+ a group of owls is called a parliament&lt;br /&gt;+ a Group of officers is a mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o diba? hehe! wala lang, share ko lang sa inyo. &lt;br /&gt;di kasi ako selfish. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos ito pa, there wass a certain study before trying to know why &lt;br /&gt;students cheat. they said that adolescents who perceive schools &lt;br /&gt;and classroom teachers define achievements primarily in terms of grades &lt;br /&gt;and performance are likely to cheat and believe that cheating is acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama nga nakalagay don, isn't it ironic that many students view the reward for doing &lt;br /&gt;well in classroom as being able to get out of additional learning activites?&lt;br /&gt;wahaha... nakarelate ka noh? wahaha!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto last na, the only domestic animal not mentioned in bible is cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walalang... check niyo nga?? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayyy!!!! eto pa pala! naalala ko! &lt;br /&gt;the original story fron the tales of 1001 Arabian nights begins: "alladin was a little chinese boy..."&lt;br /&gt;fascinated lang ako. kanya kanya to!!! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday in araneta coliseum, RP won over the NBA in an exhibition match with a score of 110- 102. &lt;br /&gt; Chicago dribbler Dennis Rodman played (para kumita). i didn't watch the whole thing. lam niyo &lt;br /&gt;ba kung bakit?? NALILITO AKO KAY DENNIS RODMAN AT ASI TAULAVA! haha! father ang hinahanap&lt;br /&gt;ni rodman dito well i think nahanap na niya ang kapatid niyang si asi. haha! joke lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa nBA, bakbakan na kasi playoffs na.. I LOVE YOU DWAYNE WADE!!! HAHA!! (tama ba spelling?) galing mo &lt;br /&gt;pati si Lebron James! waahh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hawa nako sa kuya ko.. shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114662303808894637?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114662303808894637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114662303808894637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114662303808894637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114662303808894637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/05/which-group-are-you-in-well-instead-of.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114655832027437876</id><published>2006-05-02T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T01:25:20.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayun... i took the test in histciv.. my assessment? change the topic before i ruin the remaining moments of my day by that assessment.. hehe.. almost all of them answered the essay portion too personally that they filled the whole yellow paper back to back... while me, i added crap on my answers yet i didn't reach the full length of their answers. which makes me wonder, did i get the right questionaire??? hehe.. duh... i didn't expect sir jimenez to really mean discuss as elaboration to its details... heck!!! i should have thought! kaya nga nagpalabas ng 2 pieces of paper eh... haaaayyyy... oaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is really a drag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then stat... we are like making our lives miserable by finding answers to a five itemed seatwork! watta???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yun... last night my friend and i were talking about our allowance, then relationships, then flings.. see the transition? good. well, i can't put here all the things we said basta sabi ko i never mistreated anybody. his answer: *eyebrow raised as high as possible* watta??? am i wicked or something?? so yun.. sa flings naman ewan ko dun.. super duhhh?? magulo... basta sabi ko sa kanya: for once he wanted that to happen. why? coz he LET IT HAPPEN! hayy... tpos he is bothered by what he has done.. ayun... i know he is confused, its natural for boys. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;so yun. you'll get nothing memorable from flings.. just a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then another friend texted me midnight my golly... having problems with his mother-in-law-to-be.. hayy.. problems problems...&lt;br /&gt;and me shock absorber..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana dalawa ako para pag meh poblema ako, sarili ko tatakbuhan ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si ate stefanie nakilala ko lang kahapon.. she is gonna to lend me her pocket books.. whehehe.. gotta read plenty para di ma stagnant yun brain at di mapollute ng puro civilizations and population mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taaddaaaa.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114655832027437876?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114628848971838657</id><published>2006-04-28T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T22:28:09.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooowww.... walang sense na post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114628848971838657?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114628848971838657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114628848971838657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114628848971838657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114628848971838657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/04/wooowww.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114621214865615538</id><published>2006-04-28T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T01:15:48.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lechee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun email ng kuya ko sobrang ewan.. napasigaw ako kakahiya. tinginan lahat amp... scandal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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sumama..&lt;br /&gt;pero hanggang dun nalang.&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;samantalng sila ay nagsasaya ako NAGTIYATIYAGA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaha!&lt;br /&gt;haay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bat ganun.. ano ba ako sa kanila???!!!&lt;br /&gt;*bitter*&lt;br /&gt;haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;ewan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so red spots are appearing all over me&lt;br /&gt;di naman ako uminom?&lt;br /&gt;la naman ako bulutong?&lt;br /&gt;haay... allergies daw.&lt;br /&gt;heck!&lt;br /&gt;allergies sa init.&lt;br /&gt;dati di naman ganito kagrabe,&lt;br /&gt;ngaun ewan..&lt;br /&gt;pati kapatid ko si lloyd, gaya gaya, meron din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yun.. &lt;br /&gt;baka naman allergic ako sa summer?&lt;br /&gt;wahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;haay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regarding nga pala sa transformative learning, if the students will do all the job including the proff's siguro the tests will be also given by the students and THEY WILL GRADE THEIRSELVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun stat namen naging STATISTICA NA! may computer application pa.&lt;br /&gt;shocks!&lt;br /&gt;okey lang.. masaya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114621019190330659?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114621019190330659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114621019190330659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114621019190330659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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see the beauty in your life&lt;br /&gt;And who will be there to hear you when you call&lt;br /&gt;Who will see the madness in your life.&lt;br /&gt;And who will be there to catch you if you fall.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams run wild, as lovers find their way through the right,&lt;br /&gt;Not a care in the world&lt;br /&gt;And over there, oh the twinkling of the lights, harbour lights&lt;br /&gt;Say goodnight one more time&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW THIS SONG? walalang.. everytime i hear this song it makes me soo sad. &lt;br /&gt;like you care.?? haha.. shit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114612594031077396?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114612594031077396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>orange apple.. i contemplated and i laughed. haha.. ang kulet lang.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. again just a normal day.. we ended up our last class earlier coz of blackout. sheesh... so ayun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, mr. star-ranger-fanatic aka sir jimenez mentioned about transformative learning. on that time professors will not be called professors anymore but transformers. so. the good thing, the only good thing about it is that it will be implemented next academic year (from mic)affecting only the frosh. whew.. pity them. they are subjects for experiments by the administration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this type of what they call "learning", they are saying that the students were the ones who will formulate hypotheses, questions, theories etc. and the "transformers"? they will just give modules to students on how to acquire answers to THEIR OWN questions.. my my.. so students are on their own? doing all the things that needs to be done and wait for the rejection of the transformers if they are wrong and signals students to do that toxic work all over again? wow.. fascinating. well if that's what really going to happen then it is like we are taking masteral already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so due to time constraint wasn't able to do the talking paper thing. prolonged sickness i have to endure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114612370670019779?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114612370670019779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114612370670019779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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discussed the answers and later i found myself praying. hehe! my answers are not exactly what mr jimenez said. so i guess i will just hope that my prof will see my point and give them credits, lot of it.&lt;br /&gt;then after that, as usual i got burger and water for lunch. &lt;br /&gt;statistics. for almost whole period we answered the four itemed quiz by pair. we did brainstorming. it was fun. my partner gorgine and i were laughing when we do the work because of the petty mistakes we were doing. im glad we finished it on time.&lt;br /&gt;so after classes, mic and abby did the best thing: to end the class with a debate on civilization. oh yeah... it ended up with both having a blood stump on their heads. jaz kidding. they were talking about what really accounts for the decline of india (correct me if i am wrong). one says its because of caste system and the other, economic standing. haayyy... from that i could imagine sir jimenez murmuring his chants: i am victorious. i spoilled your day with my course. ill give myself a raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's it. tommorow, i will be the "talking paper". i can talk but i cannot promise i'll be a paper. hahahahahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pala, my head when spinning when sir said that lasalle is planning to have a 90% passing grade and and my mind went boom when he continued: this is because lasalle's aim is to be intergalactic accredited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew! watta typical day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey i almost forgot. my allowance is getting smaller really. not because i got stingy parents but because of that photocopying! I THINK, WE ARE SLOWLY AND GRADUALLY BUYING THAT BOOK FOR ALL THE EXPENSES WE HAVE FOR PHOTOCOPYING IT ALL LITTLE BY LITTLE. we could have bought that book instead. we are stressing our eyes with the "clarity" of our copies. the money we pay for that copy would have been worth it IF i am reading it! haha..  on the brighter side:like abby said, that copies would be addition to our growing size of scratch papers. ahh... may use pa pala. eto pa pala yun use ng papers: + chewed bubblegum remover&lt;br /&gt;+ pambalot ng tinapa (just in case youre a vendor)&lt;br /&gt;+ call of nature (in case walang tissue)&lt;br /&gt;+ you can write there a letter to your love one as a draft (before you write it in a clean manila paper) haha&lt;br /&gt;whaha... (i hope these things will help you to succed in your chosen careers.) sabaw na utak ko brain soup wahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114603638336307708?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114603638336307708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114603638336307708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114603638336307708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114603638336307708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/04/classical-civilizations.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114569577074776123</id><published>2006-04-22T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T01:49:30.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JEDDY!</title><content type='html'>hey thank for helping me in improving my blog!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;thanks!&lt;br /&gt;thanks!&lt;br /&gt;thanks!&lt;br /&gt;nasa credits ka nga eh!&lt;br /&gt;mwah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114569577074776123?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114569577074776123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114569577074776123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114569577074776123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114569577074776123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/04/jeddy.html' title='JEDDY!'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114569346793474783</id><published>2006-04-22T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T01:11:07.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grabe!!!! super kaloka si miss ocampo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swear! &lt;br /&gt;i am not exaggerating it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biruin mo naman, 1ST QUIZ NAMEN, UP TO 40, MEH AWA NA YUN HA! DAPAT 75 YUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO KUMUSTA NAMAN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edi ngarag nako kanina sa pagpress ng calcu&lt;br /&gt;nagcocompute kunwa!&lt;br /&gt;haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;pasaway!&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ok lang narin kasi:&lt;br /&gt;+open notes&lt;br /&gt;+you can consult your classmates&lt;br /&gt;+multiple choice&lt;br /&gt;so yun...&lt;br /&gt;ok naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super considerate ni miss sobra!&lt;br /&gt;kakatouch talaga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tas before nun, we tried our very very best to have our lunch for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;tas sarado pa ung Z2! kumusta naman!&lt;br /&gt;naglakbay pa kami.&lt;br /&gt;so latang lata na ko, naghanap pa kami ng kakainan.&lt;br /&gt;so yun 30 mins na pangkain namin nabawasan pa.&lt;br /&gt;tas ibawas mu pa dun yung time na niluto yung food!&lt;br /&gt;so record breaking na more or less ten minutes eating time!&lt;br /&gt;YEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;SO di pa nadigest kinain ko, i have no choice but to waste the food i have eaten by climbing the stairs all the way up to the 3rd floor of miguel.&lt;br /&gt;so yun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si sir jaime, ok nman. nagassign ng talking papers.&lt;br /&gt;good thing is di ako naabutan.&lt;br /&gt;ayun.&lt;br /&gt;safe&lt;br /&gt;whew!&lt;br /&gt;sa kwentong bato ang ginawa namin.&lt;br /&gt;napaksaya!&lt;br /&gt;haha! nakakinspire!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114569346793474783?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114569346793474783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114569346793474783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114569346793474783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114569346793474783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/04/grabe-super-kaloka-si-miss-ocampo.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114552019237450110</id><published>2006-04-20T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T01:03:12.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tomato head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.tinypic.com/vzdfsh.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spot me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114552019237450110?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114552019237450110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114552019237450110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114552019237450110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114552019237450110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/04/tomato-head.html' title='tomato head'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.tinypic.com/vzdfsh_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114551896141267285</id><published>2006-04-20T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T00:42:41.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simula na ang sumpa!</title><content type='html'>so eto kakatapos lang ng first day of my summer term...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinapakilala ko sa inyo si mr. jose jimenez at si ms. ocampo.&lt;br /&gt;sila ay magiging sikat sa aking blog for three consecutive weeks.&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa kanilang mga palad iikot ang mundo ko ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun, so far.. ayus naman.. &lt;br /&gt;walang problem..&lt;br /&gt;it is a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;(i hope!)&lt;br /&gt;so, yun.. malamig sa classroom, considerate mga prof, may matututuhan kayo, mabilis ang oras, makakaconcentrate kayo.. so what are you waiting for???? MAGSUMMER CLASS NA! HAHAHAH!! promotion or nandadamay? it's up to you!&lt;br /&gt;haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun, my ever dearest loving suer hyper active singing dancing intergalactic chuva ek ek brother lloyd will take his entrance exam on friday! sana makapasa siya.&lt;br /&gt;my name will be reflected on him! DOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDD!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pala, to my friends/service mates/class mates/textmates DENNY CARLO AREVALO AND DENISE KRISTY AREVALO, may the lime light shine upon you! wahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;yun address ko wag niyo kalimutan, ifedex nio nalang. ok?&lt;br /&gt;denny, yun austie haa... size 6! i will miss both of you! email nio ko!!!! call me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114551896141267285?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114551896141267285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114551896141267285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114551896141267285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114551896141267285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/04/simula-na-ang-sumpa.html' title='simula na ang sumpa!'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114534501485010720</id><published>2006-04-18T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T00:23:34.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nagaabong post</title><content type='html'>Belated happy birthday ate Karen (apr 7)&lt;br /&gt;And to her husband, kuya Jeno (apr 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyehey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puro food inatupag ko nun..&lt;br /&gt;For a change naman diba.&lt;br /&gt;Kasi for the past weeks, pati sa pagkain &lt;br /&gt;wala na akong tym! Busy- busyhan sa&lt;br /&gt;studies. Lam mo na.. finals... last chance to&lt;br /&gt;revive my lifeless grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun..&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my prayers were answered. &lt;br /&gt;Baet ni miss lim! Sobra! As in! &lt;br /&gt;Mahal ko na sya!&lt;br /&gt;Haha! pagkatanggap ko nun course card,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling ko diploma na yung binigay sa akin sa&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang saya.. as in..&lt;br /&gt;Saya..&lt;br /&gt;Pati sa pe.&lt;br /&gt;Yehey! Yey! Yehey!&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to my alma mater, notre dame,&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, yun guard sa front gate, ayaw ako papasukin.&lt;br /&gt;Binaril ko sila.&lt;br /&gt;Haha! sana lang.&lt;br /&gt;Sa yun, una deadma ako, tuloy tuloy sa loob. Tas bigla akong pinigilan ng guard! Aba!!!&lt;br /&gt;Guard: miss san ka?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: andito!&lt;br /&gt;Guard: san ka pupunta?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: sa loob syempre, anong gagawin ko naman dito sa labas?&lt;br /&gt;Guard: bawal pa pumasok. Meh mass faculty.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ah ganun? Kunin ko year book.&lt;br /&gt;Guard: wala pa year book&lt;br /&gt;Ako: meron.&lt;br /&gt;Guard: wala pa&lt;br /&gt;Ako: meron!&lt;br /&gt;Guard: 130 pa pedeng pumasok.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: init dito!&lt;br /&gt;(tapos umupo ako.. todo contact mga friends, tas isa pang guard dumating namukhaan ako, todo sumbong ako)&lt;br /&gt;ako: manong! Ayaw ako papasukin sa loob o! gusto ko kausapin si miss Mercado!&lt;br /&gt;Manong: ganun, sige pasok ka na.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: salamat!&lt;br /&gt;Haha! o di ba! Nakapasok din! Kuhanin sila sa sindak!So yun, our school changed a lot. Yung brgy.court namen meh bubong na! Meh rehas bawat floor. Shocks mukhang bilibid na notre! The floor was painted green with yellow on every corner. Watta style.. ayun.. I walked on the corridors and I found myself smiling alone. Nabaliw? Deh noh.. I just remembered the things, those days.. kakamiss. The place changed but the memories we had there remained. I saw mrs. Asis&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Asis: keisha kamusta ka&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ok naman po, kayo po?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Asis: bakit ka nandito? Bakasyon niyo na no?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: wala na pong pasok, kunin ko po sana year book?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Asis: ah, you talk to mrs. Mercado.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: thanks miss.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Asis: sexy mo ngayon ha.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: taba po ninyo ngayon ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon ko lang narealize, super bad ng sagot ko. Wala akong utang na loob. Well, di ko na mababawi pa sinabi ko. Pweh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yun, my friend cougar told me to fetch him. wow. Ganda diba. so punta ako backgate, waited for him for about 3 mins. Then dumating narin! Supppeerr pppooogggiii! Gosh! Ibang klase.. too bad we both like boys. ANO NANG NANGYARE SA MUNDO GUYS!!!! Hahaha! Ayun, kasama siyang ahem itago nalang natin siya sa pangalang Jerry. Taga- u.p lang naman since highschool. So kulang nalang yumuko ako sa kanya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namiss ko si cougar!!!! As in!!! waaaahh!! Ayun kwentuhan. Ayaw naman sila papasukin ng guard. So tinawagan niya dati naming tchr para sunduin kami. Sosyalan diba! haha!&lt;br /&gt;Ayun tinawagan yung guard, pasok agad!&lt;br /&gt;Super story telling kami nila ms. Lozada! Pamatay! Tawa ako ng tawa! Joined force pa sila ni cougar. Naku, wala na! Gumapang nako kakatawa! Joke! &lt;br /&gt;Kwentuhan!&lt;br /&gt;Kwentuhan!&lt;br /&gt;Walang yearbook!&lt;br /&gt;After holy week pa daw release!&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang ewan sila.&lt;br /&gt;Pinaasa lang nila ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uwi na sana ako dahil bday nga ng ate ko diba, ayaw ni cougar. Dinadramahan ako! watta??? Haay.. di ko siya matiis. Panu ba naman, pagmay lakad, I’m nowhere to be found. Laging meh conflict sa sched ko. &lt;br /&gt;Imagine, 10:00-5:00 andun kami tawanan. Di pako naglulunch. Ganun ako namiss ni cougar. Halos patayin na niya ako sa gutom. Ayaw niya ako paalisin. So yun, binigyan naman kami kahit papano ng cake ni ms. Lozada. Blue berry cheese cake at black forest. Sarap! Ayun..&lt;br /&gt;So sabi kita daw kami ule sa Sunday. Eh, easter Sunday yun. Baka di ako payagan. So, binantaan nanaman ako ni cougar. Saklap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun.. I went home. Dumating mga friend ni ate sa bahay. Dun siya naghanda. Mga berks nia haha meh pulong sila.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: pasok na kayo sa loob, kaen na daw kayo, pauwe na si ate, nasa carriedo na. Malapit na! (sarcastic)&lt;br /&gt;Visita: maya na, hiya kame, hintayin na namen.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: sige na! Pasok na.&lt;br /&gt;Visita: hiya kami eh.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: sige lang, kain lna kami! (kala nila pipilitin ko sila)&lt;br /&gt;So yun kain kame dame! Busog. Tas mga ilang dekada ata dumating na si ate. Kantahan na daw ng happy birthday. Edi todo punta ako sa kitchen. Handa na vocal cords ko eh.&lt;br /&gt;Ma: o dasal muna tayo.&lt;br /&gt;Lahat: si keisha leader.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ayoko nga, dapat yung celebrant. Bat lagi ako?&lt;br /&gt;Visita: di ba lasalista ka, kaw maglead.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (walkout)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako in my mind: bakit purket lasalista ako ako maglead? Eh mas matanda kayo sakin di hamak! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, so I went to sleep early. They were laughing so much like it is the last one. I was too tired and I really do not care anymore. All I want is to feel my bed. Hanggang bumakat na ko sa kama. Ganon. In the middle of my dream, they woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;Ate Karen: videoke tayo&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ( mataray) pagod ako&lt;br /&gt;Ate Karen: sige na&lt;br /&gt;Ako: nasa kama na nga ako&lt;br /&gt;Ate Karen: bumangon ka videoke na tayo&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ayoko&lt;br /&gt;Ate Karen: sa labas tayo&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (umiyak na) pagod nga eh..&lt;br /&gt;Ate Karen: a ok. Punta kayo bukas samen.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: okey. (tahan na)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, tama si miss taylan: ANG KALAKASAN NG ISANG BABAE AY ANG KANYANG KAHINAAN: LUHA!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Punta kami sa bahay nila. Haay, dami people, parang may raffle sa loob. Ganun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siksik. Liglig. Umaapaw. Hahahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May potluck kami. Masarap. Luto ni ina. Kabog lahat ng putahe nila haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero masarap yung lunpia. Anghang! Tas melon ayun. Tas madami pang iba! Huwaw. Para kaming bibitayin na nun sa sobrang daming pagkain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, tapos todo story telling kami ni pretty mimi! Ganda niya. Haha! taga ust. Ayun, mabaet. Kwento siya ako rin. Puro hinanakit sa skul. Haha!! tapos, we joined others in the kitchen. They were singing. Hamon to guys! haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yun, makukulit lahat sila. Lalo na si kuya nonoy. Haha! hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;Biritan kami up to 3 am. Ganun kakapal mukha namin.&lt;br /&gt;Concert yun. Di naming pinatulog buong street. Nakipagsabayan kami sa mga dogs na tumatahol. Ansaya! For a day, naging close kaming lahat dun. Saya. &lt;br /&gt;Pulang pula nanaman mukha ko nun. Kaya ayaw ko uminom eh. Pinilit lang nila ako. wala akong kasalanan! Hahaha! Ewan ko, sobrang pula na ng mukha ko. Tiganan niyo sa pic. Para akong sinampal ng mga manang sa simbahan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay..&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, inuwi na kami nila ate chichi sa sasakyan nilang bulldozer na may pison.&lt;br /&gt;Jowk. Haha! so yun, pagdating ko, hilamos toothbrush, higa. &lt;br /&gt;Di ako makatulog nun masyado. &lt;br /&gt;Kasi yung mga manok nagtitilaok na. Tsaka alam ko nang gigising nako agad nun. May body clock! Ayun. &lt;br /&gt;Di naman ako tipsy. Sus, di naman hard yun. &lt;br /&gt;So yun. No choice, sinara ko mata ko. Tapos na maligayang araw ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114534501485010720?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114534501485010720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114534501485010720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114534501485010720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114534501485010720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/04/nagaabong-post.html' title='nagaabong post'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114518232827301532</id><published>2006-04-16T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T03:12:08.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grabe</title><content type='html'>happy easter guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pesteng lasalle yan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ako makalogin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos eto nakakatawa.. meh nagadd sakin sa friendster havianas! akalain mong buhay pala yun at nakakapaginternet! haha!!! addict ah.. la nga ako nun eh. i want to have one pero magkano ba yun? mahal ata for sure! hehe!!! lambot sa paa eh noh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ayun, naipon na sa bahay yun ipopost ko.&lt;br /&gt;di ko makainternet sa bahay dahil ang kupad ng pldt. 68 years.. alm nio naman dito sa bulacan.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan na ate ko, nagsimba pa siya eh! haha!! eh! dami ko kwento!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114518232827301532?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114518232827301532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114518232827301532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114518232827301532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114518232827301532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/04/grabe.html' title='grabe'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114431410227729106</id><published>2006-04-06T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T02:05:53.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>super</title><content type='html'>dati super init ga- mais pawis ko. paguwi ko ginusto ko magdive sa basong iniinuman ko.. as in... pinamumukha ng summer na summer na... so yun... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos na finals namen... pero ibibigay na yung grades sa compana bukas! kumusta naman!!!!! wahhh... kala ko pa naman kahit papano maeenjoy ko lent... magluluksa talaga ata ako ng sobra sobra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;companagrade: advance sinakulo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but to worry... i have this type of feeling every card distribution day. really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; is it a curse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. alas, i'll be able to get my yearbook which took a year before it reaches my my hands. that is why it is called yearbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yehey... notre... i miss you, i miss the persons inside you..&lt;br /&gt;the happiness i had inside you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old friends, new stories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan... kumustahan nanaman... ang ingay siguro bukas. yakapan yun panigurado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patagalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope to see my close friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do they still know me?&lt;br /&gt;do i still know them?&lt;br /&gt;haaaay....&lt;br /&gt;constant change makes me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;will i stay there longer? hmmmnn...&lt;br /&gt;magtatayo kami ng bonfire sa prefect of discipline. kasi fire nalang kulang don, hell na talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my old teachers! waaahh.... aasarin nanaman ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iyak nalang ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baka may makadiscover pa sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wierd ko haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sino gustong sumama sa akin sa notre? ittour ko kayo sa makasaysayana na lugar na yun sa caloocan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naku, may naalala ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makikita ako ni Chimi-a-ah (codename)&lt;br /&gt;pagselosan nanaman ako.&lt;br /&gt;hampasin ko siya sa ng testube sa epiglotis eh.&lt;br /&gt;tapos tapalan ko ng chewed gum trachea niya&lt;br /&gt;waahh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114431410227729106?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114431410227729106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114431410227729106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114431410227729106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114431410227729106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/04/super.html' title='super'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114360744477975063</id><published>2006-03-28T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T02:25:01.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>know me</title><content type='html'>100 QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******SIMPLE QUESTIONS******* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. FULL NAME: keisha diatre&lt;br /&gt;2. NICKNAMES: kish, kei, jatre, ganda hahahahaahahaha&lt;br /&gt;3. HEIGHT: never mind&lt;br /&gt;4. WEIGHT: di stable! depende sa subjects ko. nungf compana mga 10 grams nalang ako&lt;br /&gt;5. HAIR: black&lt;br /&gt;6. SIBLINGS: 5 dati, 4 ngayon&lt;br /&gt;7. DO YOU LIKE TO SING IN THE SHOWER?: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;8. DO YOU LIKE TO SING IN THE TOILET?: da hell???! try ko minsan. kakantahin ko: "art of letting go"&lt;br /&gt;9. BIRTHDATE: january 24, 1989&lt;br /&gt;10. STAR SIGN: Aquarius&lt;br /&gt;11. ADDRESS: sibiilisadong bulacan!&lt;br /&gt;12. SEX: female, babae, girl&lt;br /&gt;13. RIGHTY OR LEFTY: middley? hahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT DO YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP?: puro ako!!! haha! joke,syempre give and take, take, TAKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;15. HAVE YOU EVER CHEATED? exams? yeah highschool, sa boys? *wink wink* haha... nope&lt;br /&gt;16. DO YOU SMOKE?: nope, look at my gums... *opens the mouth wide* aaahhhh... &lt;br /&gt;17. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN DRUNK?: daw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******FAVORITE QUESTIONS******* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. MOVIE: green mile, house of flying daggers, crash&lt;br /&gt;19. SONGS: ghost of you&lt;br /&gt;20. MODEL OF CAR: Dodge Viper&lt;br /&gt;21. BAND/SINGER: good charlotte&lt;br /&gt;22. TV SHOWS: meron pa ba nun? puro commercial nalang naabutan ko eh&lt;br /&gt;23. ACTOR: red, kapatid ko, kuya ko, &lt;br /&gt;24. ACTRESS: julia roberts&lt;br /&gt;25. FOOD: itlog na pula, CHEESECORN, vanilla icecream, chocolates, binagoongang baboy! b-a-b-o-y!!!!!!!!!! BABOY!!! HAHA!!! hypernako&lt;br /&gt;26. NUMBERS: 14 and 89/156!!!haha&lt;br /&gt;27. CARTOON: ispands bab!&lt;br /&gt;28. DISNEY CHARACTER: taz&lt;br /&gt;29. BOOK: dessert for the angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******LOVE LIFE ETC******* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. DO YOU HAVE A BF/GF?: bf? baklang friend? oo!! haha!!! joke... wala po&lt;br /&gt;31. HAVE YOU EVER ARGUED WITH YOUR BF/GF? oo, para masaya&lt;br /&gt;32: DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH?: oo! tao ako eh&lt;br /&gt;33 DOES YOUR BF/GF KNOW ABOUT YOUR CRUSH? paki niya?&lt;br /&gt;34. DO YOU WANT TO MARRY SOMEDAY?: naman! mamaya pede na&lt;br /&gt;35. HOW OLD DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU HAVE YOUR FIRST CHILD: nak ng... ano ba tong mga tanong! mamaya narin siguro, pagkatapos ng kasal&lt;br /&gt;36. WOULD YOU HAVE KIDS BEFORE MARRIAGE?: sinabi nangangafter ng kasal eh. kulittttte!&lt;br /&gt;37. HOW OLD DO YOU WANNA BE WHEN YOU GET MARRIED?: dapat nauna to itanong ah.. ewan.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****EITHER-OR (PICK WHICH ONE YOU PREFER)***** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. MUSIC/TV: Music&lt;br /&gt;39. GUYS/GIRLS:  Pareho&lt;br /&gt;40. GREEN/BLUE: Blue&lt;br /&gt;41. PINK/PURPLE: fengk!&lt;br /&gt;42. SUMMER/WINTER: Summer&lt;br /&gt;44. HANGIN OUT/CHILLIN: Hangin Out&lt;br /&gt;45. DOPEY/FUNNY: Funny syempre! anong gagawin ko sa dopey? iwawala ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******ALL ABOUT YOU****** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. WEIRD SAYING YOU HAVE: jewk. pag may naamoy kang mabaho, takpan ang bibig.&lt;br /&gt;47. WHAT SCHOOL DO YOU GO TO?: di- el- es- yohhh!&lt;br /&gt;48. HAVE YOU EVER TAKEN DRUGS?: obvious ba? jowk&lt;br /&gt;49. WHAT'S A MAJOR TURN-ON FOR YOU?: Attitude&lt;br /&gt;50. HOW FAR WOULD YOU GO ON A FIRST DATE? so far! hahaha!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;51. EVER BEEN HOSPITALIZED? yeah. suki ako dati&lt;br /&gt;52. WHICH 5 PEOPLE ARE YOU OPEN WITH AND TRUST THE MOST?: (Highest to Lowest)dadde, momme, steph, ate kathleen, wala na&lt;br /&gt;53. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF SOUL MATES? multo&lt;br /&gt;54. IS IT RIGHT TO FLIRT IF YOU HAVE A BF/GF? no, flirt your own man!&lt;br /&gt;55. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU CRIED OR GOT TEARY ABOUT?: friends ko&lt;br /&gt;56. WHAT'S SOMETHING ABOUT GUYS/GIRLS YOU JUST HATE: liar&lt;br /&gt;57. ARE YOU HAPPY? no hahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;58. WHY? kasi buhay ko toh&lt;br /&gt;59. WHAT'S AN OBJECT YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT: food duh!&lt;br /&gt;60. LOVE OR LUST?: Love syempre!&lt;br /&gt;61. SILVER OR GOLD: silver&lt;br /&gt;62 DIAMOND OR PEARL?: both&lt;br /&gt;63. SUNSET OR SUNRISE?: Sunrise&lt;br /&gt;64. HAVE YOU EVER GONE SKINNY-DIPPING?: No&lt;br /&gt;65. DO YOU SLEEP WITH STUFFED ANIMALS?: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;66. DO YOU HAVE ANY PIERCINGS?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;67. WHAT COLOR UNDIES ARE YOU WEARING RIGHT NOW?: private na to ah! yellow green&lt;br /&gt;68. WHAT SONG ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?: wla&lt;br /&gt;69. WHAT ARE THE LAST 4 DIGITS OF YOUR PHONE NUMBER?: 4069&lt;br /&gt;70.WHERE WOULD YOU WANT TO GO ON YOUR HONEYMOON?: faraway island (kung kaya)&lt;br /&gt;71. WHOM DO YOU WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF YOUR LIFE WITH? my man&lt;br /&gt;72. WHAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX?: smile&lt;br /&gt;73. FAVORITE SPORT?: swimming na! haha! badminton, basketball &lt;br /&gt;74. WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?: making others happy&lt;br /&gt;75. WHAT'S THE NEXT CD YOU GONNA GET?: mp3 nalang&lt;br /&gt;76. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS OR GLASSES? yeah!&lt;br /&gt;77. WHAT'S THE BEST ADVICE GIVEN TO YOU?: knock on the wood until you succeed - lloyd&lt;br /&gt;78. HAVE YOU EVER WON ANY SPECIAL AWARDS?: yeah,&lt;br /&gt;79. WHAT ARE YOUR FUTURE GOALS?: finish studies, earn my own mony, help my family, raise my own family&lt;br /&gt;80. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN KISSED? yeah &lt;br /&gt;81. DO YOU LIKE FUNNY OR SCARY MOVIES BETTER?: scary&lt;br /&gt;82. ON THE PHONE OR IN PERSON?: in person&lt;br /&gt;83. HUGS OR KISSES?: hugs&lt;br /&gt;84. WHAT SONG SEEMS TO REFLECT YOU THE MOST?: high&lt;br /&gt;85. IF YOU DIE TOMORROW WHO WOULD YOU LEAVE EVERYTHING TO?: my family&lt;br /&gt;86. WHAT MAKES YOU ANGRY?: sinaktan mo mahal ko sa buhay naks! niyayabangan ako. nangiiwan... *emote*&lt;br /&gt;87. WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST FEAR?: losing a loved one... IPIS&lt;br /&gt;88. WOULD YOU RATHER BE RICH OR FAMOUS?: rich nalang&lt;br /&gt;89. WHAT TIME IS IT IN ALBANIA NOW?: 12 am sharp&lt;br /&gt;90. IF YOU HAD 24 HOURS LEFT TO LIVE, WHO WOULD YOU SPEND THAT TIME WITH?: family&lt;br /&gt;91. HAVE YOU MET SANTA?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;92. IF E.T. KNOCKED ON YOUR DOOR HOLDING UP A PEACE SIGN ASKING TO USEYOUR PHONE WHAT WOULD YOU DO?: i will take his spaceship in exchange of his fone call&lt;br /&gt;93. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU TALKED TO THE PERSON YOU LIKED?: i never talk to person i don't like. so lahat ng nakakausap ko, like ko  &lt;br /&gt;94. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?: dogs; maggie, diane, butchog, nyuki&lt;br /&gt;95. WHATS YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS?: keisha_diatre@yahoo.com (feeling ko inuuto ako dito haa!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;96. LAST TIME YOU WERE DEPRESSED?: nung ako ay ... ayan.. pinaaalala mo.. depressed nako uli! so sagot ko: now!&lt;br /&gt;97. ARE YOU AN ALCOHOLIC?: no.&lt;br /&gt;98. WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?: (ganda ng transition ng topic ha) jetro&lt;br /&gt;99. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THAT PERSON? nice, madrama... magulo...&lt;br /&gt;100. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK? asus.. halatang galing sa email toh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114360744477975063?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114360744477975063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114360744477975063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114360744477975063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114360744477975063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/03/know-me.html' title='know me'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114343296658948961</id><published>2006-03-26T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T20:16:06.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really miss my old friends... grabe... too bad i won't be able to hang out with them. why?? anong why!? nangangarap ka ba? haha! (buhay nanaman yung other half ko!)&lt;br /&gt;they left me here... ang init sa pilipinas. bakit ganun. dapat kasi yung equator nakaalign sa longitude malayo sa pinas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114343296658948961?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114343296658948961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114343296658948961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114343296658948961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114343296658948961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-really-miss-my-old-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114343228754028878</id><published>2006-03-26T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T20:04:47.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa</title><content type='html'>ngayon ko lang napansin..&lt;br /&gt;super cool pala nitong blog na to!!&lt;br /&gt;biruin mo:&lt;br /&gt;+ walang links&lt;br /&gt;+ walang comments&lt;br /&gt;+ di match color ng tag board sa background&lt;br /&gt;+ walang effects&lt;br /&gt;wow.... &lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE BLOG OF THE CENTURY!!!&lt;br /&gt;the one and only!!!&lt;br /&gt;never before seen!&lt;br /&gt;the best ever!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114343228754028878?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114343228754028878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114343228754028878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114343228754028878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114343228754028878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/03/whoa.html' title='whoa'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114319086765430991</id><published>2006-03-24T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T01:01:07.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>huwat da...</title><content type='html'>insect!! (i mean peste)&lt;br /&gt;etong pc na napunta sa akin sobrang BULOK ha..&lt;br /&gt;nagcclose yung window argggggh...&lt;br /&gt;la na...&lt;br /&gt;haba na yun, di ko na matype ule..&lt;br /&gt;pagod nako..&lt;br /&gt;pagod na pagod...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;drama!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114319086765430991?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114319086765430991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114319086765430991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114319086765430991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114319086765430991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/03/huwat-da.html' title='huwat da...'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114318875408157785</id><published>2006-03-24T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T00:25:54.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spell it right</title><content type='html'>nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: K (yeah..)&lt;br /&gt;You are secretive (ah oo!), self-contained (yeah!), and shy (well...!). You are very sexy (absolutely), sensual (iba naiisip ko jan), and passionate (hala?), but you do not let on to this. Only in intimate privacy will this part of your nature reveal itself (ha?). When it gets down to the nitty-gritty, you are an expert (haha). You know all the little tricks of the trade, can play any role or any game (role model!), and take your love life very seriously (ahem...). You don't fool around (sana!). You have the patience to wait for the right person to come along (yah). You are very generous &amp; giving, often selfless (naks!). You are kind-natured &amp; sweet, which is found to be attractive by many (mukha nga haha!) You are a good friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114318875408157785?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114318875408157785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114318875408157785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114318875408157785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114318875408157785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/03/spell-it-right.html' title='spell it right'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114240175611508113</id><published>2006-03-23T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T00:28:33.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>waaaaaahhhhhh...</title><content type='html'>Every morning, before I proceed to my first class, lagi ko nababasa yung poster. It says clearly: "IF YOU CAN READ THIS, THANK YOUR TEACHER."&lt;br /&gt;Why not diba? They deserve all the appreciation. Aminin na natin, without them, life would be more confusing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNANG PUMAPASOK SA ISIP KO PAGNAALALA KO MGA PROF (1st Year )&lt;br /&gt;* drumroll *&lt;br /&gt;MS. MAXIMA J. ACELEJADO - "Okai", math journal&lt;br /&gt;MRS. TESS DE GUZMAN – "golden shower", gay lingo, aphrodisiacs&lt;br /&gt;MR. IAN JAYSON HESITA – "elite", utilitarianism, indian sit sa table&lt;br /&gt;DRA. CRISTINA RAMOS – pagpasok nalilito kung ano unang gagawin: kung iinom ba ng tubig? Uupo? magdadasal ba? aayusin yun OHP? kung magsasabi ba ng "tsk" o biglang tatawa nalang?, critical&lt;br /&gt;DR. CARANDANG – "bear", "adaptation", "metabolism", aircon&lt;br /&gt;MR. NOEL ALFONSO – once lang magsmile, pilit pa, tipid sa words, frog&lt;br /&gt;MR. MARTIN RONDA – "toe- heel", "shit pare", "no mater what" na song&lt;br /&gt;MS. AIMEE FRANCO – simpleng 0.0&lt;br /&gt;DRA. EMILIA MANDIA – nabuhusan daw siya ng "pitcher plant", xylem, &lt;br /&gt;MS. IMELDA MANALO -  rheo discolor, agar, atsuete&lt;br /&gt;MRS. NOCONsideration (joke) – probability that you'll get the red ball, null hypothesis,&lt;br /&gt;pag nalaglag ballpen mo, tapos pinulot mo, hindi ka na makahabol sa lesson&lt;br /&gt;SISTER SOL – kanta ng 12 apostles, mali ng computation ng final grade ko, bible&lt;br /&gt;MRS. AMANCIO – "magpaturo ka sa klasmate mo", P60 na photo copy ng reviewer, sitting pretty (hala!)&lt;br /&gt;MR. BASCARA – mga babae naghihiyawan sa bangka, rizal vs. bonifacio, paghihikaw ng mga ninuno natin&lt;br /&gt;MR. ROMEO LEE – "baby boy", "ogie the doggie", "bek" (book), condom factory&lt;br /&gt;MRS. TRESVALLES – smiley&lt;br /&gt;MR. RON RESSURRECCION – buhay ng bro niya at nang sinakal niyang fish, ego, consciousness, spatial knowledge, may mahabang "but"&lt;br /&gt;MR. PATRICIO CANTILLER – jokes (berde?), claspers, formalin, transformative learning&lt;br /&gt;MRS. LIM – bumubulong, animated daw hehe, &lt;br /&gt;MRS. MASCARDO – "mahirap ang langoy aso dahil tatahol ka pa", dolphin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan, may nakalimutan ata ako. anyways, dagdagan ko uli next time hah! I’ll try to remember my highschool teachers… nako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nga nila, kalimutan na daw sila (mga profs) wag lang tinuro nila. Pero for me, remembering the profs is much easier! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;So far, I learned a lot from them. Except for one na umupo lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114240175611508113?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114240175611508113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114240175611508113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114240175611508113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114240175611508113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/03/waaaaaahhhhhh.html' title='waaaaaahhhhhh...'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114316123779154816</id><published>2006-03-23T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T00:19:35.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is so nice</title><content type='html'>siguro bababa na ang tingin nio sakin pag nabasa nio na ito.&lt;br /&gt;ito ang mga korny na nabasa ko sa testi ni jake.&lt;br /&gt;natawa ako ha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Capt. Hook dumaan sa Quiapo,&lt;br /&gt;pinirata!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Palaisdaan, nasunog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Tahanang Walang Hagdan,&lt;br /&gt;inakyat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Bakla sumali sa away, napasubo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Unanong madre, napagkamalang&lt;br /&gt;penguin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Bulag nakapatay, nagdilim daw ang&lt;br /&gt;paningin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Tindera ng suka, tinoyo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Teacher nagkamali, tinuruan ng&lt;br /&gt;leksyon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Eroplano nag-crash, lahat ng&lt;br /&gt;pasahero namatay&lt;br /&gt;sabi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ng mga survivor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Basurero nagsampa ng kaso,&lt;br /&gt;binasura!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Lalaki natagpuang pugot ang ulo,&lt;br /&gt;inaalam pa&lt;br /&gt;kung buhay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Barbero tumestigo sa krimen, ayaw&lt;br /&gt;paniwalaan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Misis ng photographer, nakunan!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114316123779154816?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114316123779154816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114316123779154816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114316123779154816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114316123779154816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-so-nice.html' title='this is so nice'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114282109484757357</id><published>2006-03-19T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T00:10:03.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>relax lang</title><content type='html'>Haay! summer is here! I can feel it! And guess what, it gives me chills. Why?? Are you insulting me?? haha… this will be the first time I wouldn’t be able to enjoy my summer time, not unless there will be a nation wide rally (class suspension). Haha I’m not hoping, just assuming. I know, summer will pass by without me noticing it. (intentionally? Maybe yes, maybe no) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspirational things:&lt;br /&gt;+ LaSalle will be my shi.. este BEACH pala. (Freudian slips hehe)&lt;br /&gt;+ I’ll have my SAUNA BATH and even have SUN BATHING (combo package) inside the LRT. And oh! FREE MASSAGE by the PASSANGERS, whole body, hard, good for 1 month. (For only P15!!!)&lt;br /&gt;+ From Monday to Saturday straight, I won’t be staying at home. OUT OF TOWN. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;+ While looking at my own version of beach, I would be sitting on one of the benches sipping C2 OR WATER FROM THE FOUNTAIN.&lt;br /&gt;+ Inhaling the fresh air LEFT in Taft. (if there’s any)&lt;br /&gt;+ I would sweep my eyesight across the horizon NOT MINDING the Yuchengco, and Miguel building.&lt;br /&gt;+ I would listen to the SERENE MUSIC of the school bell and the *toot* sound of id scanner.&lt;br /&gt;+ I would hang out with my friends, prof and classmates. (magkakadevelopan na kaming lahat dun)&lt;br /&gt;+ I would take pictures of THE GREEN PASTURES in the football field.&lt;br /&gt;+ I would have my most thrilling, exciting and free AMUSEMENT RIDE, the William hall elevator.&lt;br /&gt;+ I would go regularly to the BEST MALL (nagiisa lang kasi toh) around the beach, the fantastic UM. I would indulge my self with all the smoke and newly reproduced cds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe, goosebumps!! Haha! These are only few things I can think of for now, from which I’ll FORCIBLY EXTRACT my own pleasure soon.. that will take a lot of energy I’m tellin’ you..&lt;br /&gt;Perfect! SUPER SUMMER LOVER haha.. kelangan mag-rhyme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114282109484757357?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114282109484757357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114282109484757357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114282109484757357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114282109484757357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/03/relax-lang.html' title='relax lang'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114222457082609956</id><published>2006-03-12T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T20:36:10.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>corazon!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>wala, after we watched that film "sa ngalan ng tubo"&lt;br /&gt;AASAHAN NIYO PA BA AKONG MAGYELLOW!!!????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that woman... and the rest of her family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magsama sama sila...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114222457082609956?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114222457082609956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114222457082609956' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114222457082609956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114222457082609956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/03/corazon.html' title='corazon!!!!!!'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114216520421213691</id><published>2006-03-12T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T04:06:44.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whew</title><content type='html'>Hay nako, kaw nanaman… andito ka nanaman. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;Wanna share something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganda ng nanyare kanina sa lrt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish ko lang nagwawalis sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi perwisyo yung sahig sa mga pasahero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalo na sa mga taong nadadapa tulod ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kanina as usual nagkakagulo, ala-stampede. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang pagnakapasok ka sa lrt may level up! &lt;br /&gt;Ganun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ang magandang araw ko natapos nung dumating ang train.&lt;br /&gt;When I entered, I wanna sing “your body is wonderland…”&lt;br /&gt;Kasi body to body contact talaga. Girl’s section na yun ha!&lt;br /&gt;Dapat di pinapasama dun yung mga babaeng brusko!&lt;br /&gt;Kasi pag pasok mo sa train parang gusto mo nang&lt;br /&gt;dumerecho sa disabled section dahil bugbog kana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said to my self “naku, meh madadapa dito panigurado”&lt;br /&gt;Exacto! The next thing I saw was the floor… parang&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga drama sa tv yung position ko ng pagkadapa.&lt;br /&gt;With two hands on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;Tapos yung mga nasa likod ko pa asar sabi pa naman:&lt;br /&gt;“naku yung ale…” grabe. Sarap siyang bigyan ng copy ng&lt;br /&gt; birth certificate ko para marealize niyang lola ko kabatch niya!  &lt;br /&gt;Pero wala eh nasabi ko lang “aray”. Sabay kapit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114216520421213691?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114216520421213691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114216520421213691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114216520421213691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114216520421213691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/03/whew.html' title='whew'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114179965742012029</id><published>2006-03-07T22:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T00:58:04.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee style="BACKGROUND: firebrick; WIDTH: 300px; COLOR: blue" scrolldelay="200" direction="up"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gitara&lt;br /&gt;by Parokya Ni Edgar&lt;br /&gt;album:  &lt;br /&gt;Bakit pa kailangan magbihis &lt;br /&gt;Sayang din naman ang porma &lt;br /&gt;Lagi na namang may sisingit &lt;br /&gt;Sa twing' tayo'y magkasama &lt;br /&gt;Bakit pa kailangan ng rosas &lt;br /&gt;Kung marami naman ang &lt;br /&gt;Mag-aalay sa'yo &lt;br /&gt;Uupo na lang at aawit &lt;br /&gt;Maghihintay ng pagkakataon &lt;br /&gt;Hahayaan na lang silang &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;Magkandarapa na manligaw sa'yo &lt;br /&gt;Idadaan na lang kita &lt;br /&gt;Sa awitin kong ito &lt;br /&gt;Sabay ang tugtog ng.... gitara &lt;br /&gt;Idadaan na lang.... sa gitara &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mapapagod lang sa kakatingin &lt;br /&gt;Kung marami namang nakaharang &lt;br /&gt;Aawit na lang at magpaparinig &lt;br /&gt;ng lahat ng aking nadarama &lt;br /&gt;Pagbibigyan na lang silang &lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Chorus) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagbibigyan na lang silang &lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Chorus till fade)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114179965742012029?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114179965742012029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114179965742012029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114179965742012029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114179965742012029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/03/gitara-by-parokya-ni-edgar-album-bakit.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114179930809655346</id><published>2006-03-07T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T22:28:28.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- float the quote to the left --&gt;&lt;div style="color:maroon;width:180px;line-height:2em;float:left;font-size:1.0em;padding-left:10px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:34px;margin-left:16%;letter-spacing:1px;"&gt;"Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:24px;margin-left:1%;"&gt;does not consist&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:24px;margin-left:20%;"&gt;in gazing at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30px;margin-left:16%;"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:24px;margin-left:5%;"&gt;but in looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:34px;letter-spacing:1px;margin-left:20%;"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:24px;margin-left:16%;"&gt;in the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30px;margin-left:1%;letter-spacing:1px;"&gt;direction."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:normal;"&gt;- Antoine De Saint-Exupéry&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/23201919-114179930809655346?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114179930809655346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114179930809655346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114179930809655346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114179930809655346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/03/lovedoes-not-consist-in-gazing-ateach.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114135906722393569</id><published>2006-03-02T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T20:11:07.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>grabehan!</title><content type='html'>"CLEAR CONSCIENCE MAKES A SOFT PILLOW!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sana makatulog ako diba...&lt;br /&gt;knowing that:&lt;br /&gt;*i lost my chace of having a point five in filipino&lt;br /&gt;* i am so confused, i dont know.. punta pa ba ako sa debut? considering that:.&lt;br /&gt;        **wala akong buddy don except the debutant's family and the MAN WITH THE THICKEST FACE!&lt;br /&gt;        **ngarag na ko galing camarin .. UTAng na loob&lt;br /&gt;        **pag di ako pumunta, sayang beauty haha joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break time ampp!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114135906722393569?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114135906722393569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114135906722393569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114135906722393569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114135906722393569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/03/grabehan.html' title='grabehan!'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114135084859365071</id><published>2006-03-02T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T17:54:08.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i supposed to do?</title><content type='html'>pupunta pa ba ako??????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114135084859365071?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114135084859365071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114135084859365071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114135084859365071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114135084859365071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-am-i-supposed-to-do.html' title='what am i supposed to do?'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114119351074516897</id><published>2006-02-28T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T22:13:25.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;February issue:&lt;br /&gt;Whew… I’m on my way to school when somebody informed me through text that the classes were suspended due to some envisaging of upheaval. I am not sure but my mom told me that some military people withdrew their support on the government early in the morning. I don’t know what am I supposed to feel today considering that&lt;br /&gt;I wasted my P50. (pamasahe noh) pang-dota na sana yun! haha&lt;br /&gt;We supposed to have a quiz in dreadful compana. (Prolonged pain)&lt;br /&gt;I slept for 5hours straight when I reached home. (sarap na pambawi!!! Dagdagan mo pa ng samba!)&lt;br /&gt;I met a new friend today. (nyehey!)&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t get the chance to learn today. (sayang *with a big smile*)&lt;br /&gt;I’m lying down as I watch news on TV (citizen on a vacation?)&lt;br /&gt;It’s the death anniv of someone I love.&lt;br /&gt;Haay… this is how Filipinos commemorate EDSA 1. Uulitin lahat nanyare!!!!?? The best. Dapat pala pagbirthday mo, ipapanganak ka uli mg nanay mo. astigg.. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE COMMANDER-IN-CHIEF DECLARED “STATE OF NATIONAL EMERGENCY”&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say something about this. This statement IS JUST A DESCRIPTION of what we are now experiencing today (a state of fact). Pero bakit kelangang manyare to? If we are basing it on constitution, this proclamation is about economic standing. But I repeat, this is a fact. State of calamity can be a ground for its ediction. There is no need to panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are exploiting EDSA, eh maluwag naman sa NLEX (north Luzon expensive way) tsaka TAFT?!!! Haay nalang ako. pero rallies show democracy daw. Lalang. pero kelangan ng permit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kunware pa sila, gusto lang nila baguhin ang national anthem eh. Gusto nilang dagdagan ng : LABAN PACMAN!!! Asus, ang taas non! Kaya ba ng mga bata yon?? kapatid ko nga eh, kuhang kuha yun, nakakatakot kaya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabehhh.. daming nanyare na… sobrang close na tayo kay Pope Benedict ha.. Di pa nga naayos yung 2 tragedies: stampede sa ultra and landslide sa leyte, emueksena na sila. Di pa ba sila nakuntento?! Why are we disunited in times of predicament? Why do they need to do this now? I can see oblivion rising! For God’s sake, many people are buried alive in leyte! They need our help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KSP ba ang mga ralyista? Nagtatanong lang naman.. (natakot eh noh) hahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114119351074516897?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114119351074516897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114119351074516897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114119351074516897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114119351074516897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/02/february-issue-whew-im-on-my-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23201919.post-114119157312932632</id><published>2006-02-28T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T21:39:33.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a try</title><content type='html'>haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23201919-114119157312932632?l=simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/114119157312932632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23201919&amp;postID=114119157312932632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114119157312932632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23201919/posts/default/114119157312932632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplymademoiselle.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-try.html' title='just a try'/><author><name>keishahsiek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06635848745602080818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/w0njgn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
