<?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-13447561</id><updated>2011-09-01T07:49:07.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>191</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-4744740928414034760</id><published>2009-07-12T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T08:10:39.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I missed blogging..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I tweet too much lately, That's why I haven't been updating this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;No exam review is DEATH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims this week. Management + Laws. okay, i'll review some of my lecture. Haha. 2 subject na nga lan this sem, hindi pa ngrreview LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;F.cking Resume! arggggh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have the reference info, 2 more 2x2 pictures &amp; list of establishments... Define PRESSURE :(((  I need to pass it this week........... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Former blockmates will reunite this friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BG or MAGS?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will FINALLY meet his family&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt; YAY! :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-4744740928414034760?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/4744740928414034760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=4744740928414034760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4744740928414034760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4744740928414034760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-i-missed-blogging.html' title='So, I missed blogging..'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-7993360043584075163</id><published>2009-06-25T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:18:57.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs wit Bern</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tag na naman. HAHA. Okaaay. Madami akong friends, nakakatamad i-tag lahat. So sagutan nyo na lang kung trip nyo, olryte? Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Leave one memory that you and I had together. Whether good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;    It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!&lt;br /&gt;    Don't send a message, leave a comment here.&lt;br /&gt;    Next, re-post this in your notes and see how many people leave a memory about you.&lt;br /&gt;    It's pretty cool to see the response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dahil gusto nya mag flashback. Eto mag lilista pa talaga ako :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisimulan ko shmpre sa pinaka VINTAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Si bern...&lt;/span&gt; Bitch na yan since birth. HAHAHA. Kahit ayaw nyang aminin. Mang aagaw yan dati! May crush kasi ako nun, Junior Kinder days, si Jomark! Super crush! Etong echoserang bernice, crush din pla. E ako, may habit na, na tulungan si jomark magdala ng gamit.. Meaning - ako ang nagdadala ng lunchbox nya. Then 1 time, si bern nakipagagawan ba naman sken! aba syempre, di naman ako mkakapayag nyan. humantong lang naman ito sa SABUNUTAN! yeah, My very first CATFIGHT =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Si bern...&lt;/span&gt; Ang Dakilang OC! Kun pde lan siguro mag ligpit ng tao, Baka pati kame naligpit na nya. Lol. 4th year days, nung mga panahon may alitan kame. HAHAHA. Yung libro nyan, patong patong lan sa mesa nya. Take note : According sa size ng libro ung pagkaka patong patong nun. At kailangan pantay pantay yung pinaka edge nun libro. Dahil nga may alitan kame non, Kame nina gz, mara at ara, Mean girls tlga... Dadaanan namin ung kinauupuan ni bern, para lang tabigin / sagiin yung mga libro nya. Lam niyo na para MAGULO! WAHAHAAH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Si bern...&lt;/span&gt; May potential maging MANICURISTA. T.H.E. Class, 3rd year HS. Activity namen yung manicure, kamalas-malasan nya, ako ang partner nya. HAHA. Lucky me! So ayun, alternate kame. Ang ganda ganda ng french tip na gawa nya sken. Nung turn ko na, hmmmm. Maganda rin naman gawa ko. (Db bern?) kaso mukhang napalaki yung pagka tip, actually indi na mukhang tip, parang buong kuko na mismo nya ang nasakop. TEEHEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si bern...&lt;/span&gt; Eskandalosa talaga! Feeling lan nya ako lan yun loud. Nako, eto ha, di na nya maddeny to. Nun nkasabay ko umuwi si Michael (former classmate), may sinabe sya sken, tungkol sa napansin nya kay bern. Ako naman, dko ngustuhan. Edi shnare ko agad kay bern. Ang pinaka komeding reaksyon : "HAYOOP SYA! P*TANGINA NYA!".. Samahan pa ng seryosong seryosong mukha. wtf, Natawa nalang ako bigla eh. Di ko alam kun bkit.. WAHAAHHAAH ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Si bern...&lt;/span&gt; Super GALANTE! Hindi ka tlga mamumulubi pag kasama mo yan. Kahit san. name it! HAHAHA. Bangko ko yan eh! :)) Nilibre ako ng Cab papuntang Glo. Samahan pa ng sarili kong Cheddar cheese flavored popcorn &amp; a Drink sa G4. Sola Iced tea, nung mga panahong ma-hheat stroke na kme. at wala akong barya! Nagyaya ako mamili ng Colored skinny jeans, nung kinulang budget ko, sya nnman ang takbuhan! HAHAHAHA. Kaya pag sinabe nyang wala syang pera..... WAG MANINIWALA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-7993360043584075163?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/7993360043584075163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=7993360043584075163&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7993360043584075163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7993360043584075163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='Memoirs wit Bern'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3307428158401088863</id><published>2009-06-24T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:40:03.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now on Twitter world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me guys there. and let's share TWEEETS :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.twitter.com/eunmsg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAGBOARD REMOVED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-3307428158401088863?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3307428158401088863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=3307428158401088863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3307428158401088863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3307428158401088863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-on-twitter-world.html' title='Now on Twitter world!'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-5790955788935647242</id><published>2009-06-19T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:28:31.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nichole's First Day Funk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SjxzQVBK7aI/AAAAAAAAAkY/iJkNDvIwF6Y/s1600-h/4883_101099506567176_100000013804891_30578_3413309_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SjxzQVBK7aI/AAAAAAAAAkY/iJkNDvIwF6Y/s320/4883_101099506567176_100000013804891_30578_3413309_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349277181766462882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SjxywJmEhKI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/pSyp_Ex616Y/s1600-h/4883_101099409900519_100000013804891_30576_7257914_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SjxywJmEhKI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/pSyp_Ex616Y/s320/4883_101099409900519_100000013804891_30576_7257914_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349276628944192674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Princess is now a School Girl. Gawd, Laki na ng inaanak ko =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-5790955788935647242?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5790955788935647242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=5790955788935647242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5790955788935647242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5790955788935647242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/06/nicholes-first-day-funk.html' title='Nichole&apos;s First Day Funk!'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SjxzQVBK7aI/AAAAAAAAAkY/iJkNDvIwF6Y/s72-c/4883_101099506567176_100000013804891_30578_3413309_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-6221809389669268586</id><published>2009-06-02T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:13:50.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me as I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;She's been down and out&lt;br /&gt;She's been wrote about&lt;br /&gt;She's been talked about, constantly&lt;br /&gt;She's been up and down&lt;br /&gt;She's been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has no regrets&lt;br /&gt;She accepts the past&lt;br /&gt;All these things they&lt;br /&gt;helped make to make she&lt;br /&gt;She's been lost and found&lt;br /&gt;And she's still around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So take me as I am,&lt;br /&gt;or have nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;Just take me as I am,&lt;br /&gt;or have nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she's older now&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she's wiser now&lt;br /&gt;Can't disguise her now&lt;br /&gt;She don't need&lt;br /&gt;No one telling her&lt;br /&gt;What to do and say&lt;br /&gt;No one telling her&lt;br /&gt;Who to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's confident&lt;br /&gt;Ask me how I know&lt;br /&gt;Cause &lt;u&gt;she is me&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All or nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I can only be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-6221809389669268586?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/6221809389669268586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=6221809389669268586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6221809389669268586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6221809389669268586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-me-as-i-am.html' title='Take me as I am'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-2785921487977872927</id><published>2009-06-02T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:53:34.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I love Gossip Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Copied from someone's blog on Multiply. Forgot her name. My bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How often do you watch Gossip Girl?&lt;br /&gt;-- Verrrry often. like its a Wednesday morning habit :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you think Serena is prettier than Blair?&lt;br /&gt;-- She's hotter. Cause she got longer legs. But blair got the sweeter face, which&lt;br /&gt;makes her prettier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you studied at their school, which one of the characters would you befriend?&lt;br /&gt;-- Serena :D Kahit gustuhin si Blair, delikado! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is Chuck Bass hot, or is he just an asshole?&lt;br /&gt;-- HOTT! though, may pagka BASStard &amp; BASShole at times. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you read the book?&lt;br /&gt; -- Yah. Im so hook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Pick one: Nate, Dan or Chuck?&lt;br /&gt;-- Nate! lately ko lan na-appreciate yun hotness nya. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who's your favorite character?&lt;br /&gt;-- Absolutely, Blair Waldorf :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Least favorite character?&lt;br /&gt;-- Dan Humphrey. Eeewness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who do you think Blair should end up with?&lt;br /&gt;-- Chuck Bass! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Give me 3 reasons why you watch Gossip Girl:&lt;br /&gt;- The Story&lt;br /&gt;- Blair's Bitchy moments&lt;br /&gt;- C/B &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you want to change any of the actors/actress? Which one?&lt;br /&gt;-- It would be Jessica Szohr. Another ewwness :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you think Gossip Girl is bad influence?&lt;br /&gt;-- Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who introduced you to the series?&lt;br /&gt;-- No one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of the casting?&lt;br /&gt;-- Love Chace + Ed + Leighton + Blake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's your dream ending for the show?&lt;br /&gt;-- Romantic Ending for C/B, and i think, its going to happen this season 2 finale. WEEEE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Has an episode ever made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;-- Yah. But I can't remember which one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Are you looking forward to the Gossip Girl season 3?&lt;br /&gt;-- Super!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who do you think Jenny Humphrey should end up with?&lt;br /&gt;-- Any kewl guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Favorite Gossip Girl moment?&lt;br /&gt;-- Catfight Between Blair &amp; Serena. Super Lmao moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Least favorite Gossip Girl moment?&lt;br /&gt;-- Dan &amp; Ms. Carr Gross Affair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you think Jenny Humphrey's makeover suits her?&lt;br /&gt;-- Yes. Love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you find it weird if a guy watches Gossip Girl?&lt;br /&gt;-- Sort of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. If you were to put yourself in someone else's shoes, which character would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-- Blair! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. You are looking forward to...&lt;br /&gt;-- SEASON 3. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Top 3 favorite couples?&lt;br /&gt;- Blair and Chuck.&lt;br /&gt;- Jenny and Nate &lt;br /&gt;- Blair and Nate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What are you gonna do if Gossip Girl ended right now?&lt;br /&gt;-- freak out maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Would you die for Chace Crawford?&lt;br /&gt;-- Sure! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Ohh, really?&lt;br /&gt;-- ahuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you wish to be part of the Upper East Side too?&lt;br /&gt;-- sometimes :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How much do you love Gossip Girl?&lt;br /&gt;-- LOVEYYYY MUCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-2785921487977872927?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/2785921487977872927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=2785921487977872927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2785921487977872927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2785921487977872927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-i-love-gossip-girl.html' title='Why I love Gossip Girl'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-7657687403679220761</id><published>2009-05-21T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T08:23:55.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck at home</title><content type='html'>Err. Can't go out. Im sick :(  the usual 'lagnat'. at least I can do&lt;br /&gt;something productive other than lying on my bed the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently thinking about random stuffs like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;º Mom bought me the Maple Syrup, I ever wanted since last week. For my&lt;br /&gt;lemonade sorta drink.  But Im wondering, if that's exactly the maple syrup&lt;br /&gt;needed. Ingredients said, Maple Syrup must be Grade B, the organic one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;º Earlier, when I woke up, I decided to look at my enrolment form to tell mom&lt;br /&gt;the exact fee she needs to pay. Only to find out, that I got a diff. section&lt;br /&gt;on Laws of hotel &amp; tourism subject. Meaning, I'll only share 1 subject to gz's&lt;br /&gt;section :(  and meaning, there will be more loner moments this sem. :(( &lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything about it na. The word is : &lt;b&gt;SAD&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;º I just uploaded alj's vid (from my phone) on multi &amp; facebook. And yes! He'd probably kill me for that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;º took the 'What will be your Son's name be?' quiz on fb. Result? &lt;b&gt;Jacob. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a strong name. He will be very outgoing and will love being the center of attention, especially with the girls!&lt;/i&gt; Don't like it much. Afterwards, I find myself searching for the meaning of my name. Yikes! Haha. and Im so glad with the&lt;br /&gt;result, Its Happy and Victorious. Literally NICE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;º I couldn't believe im watching NBA game ryt now. wtf am I doing?? lol &lt;br /&gt;The game is between Orlando &amp; Cleveland. 2nd quarter. 48-63. Ervin and alj is&lt;br /&gt;so influential lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;º 7 days to go til our 3rd monthsary. weepee :P Can't wait. No plans were made yet. but still im sooo excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;º stalker-ish peeps are gettin on my nerves. they love to bother me in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;º Lurrve Fergie's appearance on Americal Idol Finale Episode. Hott as always in her brunette look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-7657687403679220761?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/7657687403679220761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=7657687403679220761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7657687403679220761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7657687403679220761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/05/stuck-at-home.html' title='Stuck at home'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-5348158958956861167</id><published>2009-05-19T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T02:53:05.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Define Loner.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, is a Very, very, VERY exhausting day for me. Its the enrolment&lt;br /&gt;for 3rd year irregular students. to tell you, that was the 1st time&lt;br /&gt;I encountered such a long time processing enrolment. I arrived at school around&lt;br /&gt;8 am and waited until 11:30. Dammit! Imagine how long it is. And I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;like no friends even block mates with me. Just pure strangers are around me. &lt;br /&gt;But i think, i just gained two new acquaintances. Haha. Kuya Levi &amp; kuya rod!&lt;br /&gt;Both 3rd year, Cruise line Students. They're my seatmates in the waiting area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the plotting of my sched, I headed to Canteen and ate my BRUNCH. Still alone.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even had the chance to eat breakfast before going to school.&lt;br /&gt;Poor me. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:00. Assessment. In lane again &amp; waiting. Thank god its a fast lane!&lt;br /&gt;Done in 30mins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill at Starbucks. alone as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Spent 60% of my penny ordering cinnamon swirl &amp; a venti&lt;br /&gt;caramel frappe. (missin gz and ate jo that time) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at school around 1pm. Still needed to wait until 1:30 for the&lt;br /&gt;orientation at Mini theater. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at Nanay's place. Hell yeah, the place to be. lol. &lt;br /&gt;Someone texted me, its FLYBOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Ei&lt;br /&gt;ME: ow?&lt;br /&gt;Him: Anu pla section mo?&lt;br /&gt;ME: 390. kaw?&lt;br /&gt;Him: Ah, Secret!&lt;br /&gt;ME: Aww. Daya :(&lt;br /&gt;Him: Pilitin mo muna ako, haha&lt;br /&gt;ME: Cge na pleeeease?&lt;br /&gt;Him: konti pa, dapat ung may konting lambing&lt;br /&gt;ME: Di ako mrunong. huho. Dali na kasiiii.&lt;br /&gt;Him: Nge. Cge na nga. 390 din!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! flyboy as blockmate this sem??? its a Diss. for sure. :((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-5348158958956861167?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5348158958956861167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=5348158958956861167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5348158958956861167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5348158958956861167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/05/define-loner.html' title='Define Loner.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-6375474395669440661</id><published>2009-05-17T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T03:49:20.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eun wants to watch a movie sooo BAD :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sg_o9ta1t_I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/T0FV-x0d9z4/s1600-h/Normal_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sg_o9ta1t_I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/T0FV-x0d9z4/s320/Normal_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336740230319159282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Private Valentine: Blonde &amp; Dangerous&lt;/span&gt; or '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Major Movie Star&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When fluffy, bubble gum movie star Megan Valentine (Jessica Simpson) suddenly finds herself broke and humiliated in the public eye, she wanders from the wreckage of a car accident and witlessly enlists in the U.S. Army hoping in vain that it will change her life. The spoiled actress immediately finds herself at odds with her tough drill sergeants and the harsh discipline of Army life. It leads to many humorous situations. In the end, however, Valentine wins the respect of her fellow trainees and they all graduate together. This movie is set at Fort Jackson, which is a real Army training base. Although, the movie was filmed at Camp Minden a Louisiana National Guard Camp located in Minden, Louisiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally annoyed by the title of it, Cause I thought its MAJOR MOVIE STAR. must blame the damn trailer I just saw few days ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sg_rUBnMJQI/AAAAAAAAAjY/aZ7CwLiCcPo/s1600-h/Ghosts_of_girlfriends_past.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sg_rUBnMJQI/AAAAAAAAAjY/aZ7CwLiCcPo/s320/Ghosts_of_girlfriends_past.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336742812720047362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ghosts of Girlfriends Past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When notorious womanizer Connor Mead (McConaughey) attends his brother Paul's (Meyer) wedding, he is forced to re-evaluate his behavior as he comes face-to-face with the ghosts of girlfriends past, present, and future, along with his deceased uncle (Douglas). The experience changes his attitude and allows him to reconnect with his first and only love, Jenny (Garner).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-6375474395669440661?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/6375474395669440661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=6375474395669440661&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6375474395669440661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6375474395669440661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/05/eun-wants-to-watch-movie-sooo-bad.html' title='Eun wants to watch a movie sooo BAD :('/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sg_o9ta1t_I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/T0FV-x0d9z4/s72-c/Normal_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-1079636995718341520</id><published>2009-05-13T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:38:55.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ecstatic ♥</title><content type='html'>I just got home from Justin's place and Rob Imus. Dapat Iinom kame, Kasi&lt;br /&gt;maaga kame natapos, uh I mean sila pala, na mag bowling. Di naman kasi ako nag laro.&lt;br /&gt;More like inenjoy ko lan yun treat ni Keni na pizza! Garden Pizza Flavor sabi nga ni Mara. Hahaha! Pati pala yung bowling &amp; billiard game treat din ni kents. Wow! Sweldo daw kasi sa paluwagan. 3k! Kaya naman we're so THANKFUL :D Hindi nga lan natuloy yun inuman kasi kailangan ng umuwi ni kents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiesta din pla naun sa gfhs :( si Bern naman kasi pinaalala pa. Parang last year lan, sabi pa namen ni mara, babalik kame dun. Masyado kasi kame na-amaze sa yearly dance contest nila. Hmm, Sarcastic much? Hahaha! At shmpre para masilayan si Ex - Dada! :)))&lt;br /&gt;Dun lan kasi nalabas ng matagal yun, unless nagsisimba sya sa chapel nila. Anyway, hindi na pla sya kasing bitter ng dati. Kasi finally, inaccept na nya yun 10 years ng pending kong invitation sa multi. Wala lan, kasi pag pini-piem ko yan sa ym, Deadma eh. Mangangamusta lan naman. Natatawa nlan tuloy kame ni bern. Siguro may galit pa. jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ang daldal ko ah. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook. Uhm, nagsisimula nakong pagka abalahan ang fb naun. Kala mo bagong gawa lan yun account eh noh. Pero Feb or March ko pa ata ginawa yun. Naloloka ako sa dami ng request. Fan request, Sorority request, Rock Band request, HUG REQUEST. Akalain mong pati hug, kailangan may request pa sa fb! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendster. Hindi parin ako tapos mag delete ng friends. Dammit! Tinatamad kasi ako minsan. May nag view pala saken na di kanais-nais. She's absolutely an EFFER. Vniew ako para ipakita sken ang nakakahilo nyang shoutout. Na ang ibig sabihin lan naman ay Babaliin nya daw ang leeg ng magbabalak mang agaw sa bf nya. Napa 'Sus!' tuloy ako. Mas naapektuhan naman ako sa caption nya, "Pretty" daw sya. Gross! Hahaha! :-&amp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy. So, finally Inantok din ako! Imma go to sleep na. Kasi tomorrow might be a big day for me. Enrolment kasi for 4th year irregular students. Mom &amp; I will try to fix things so that I can take my ojt this sem. Wish me luck people! &amp;&amp; Sweet night &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-1079636995718341520?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/1079636995718341520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=1079636995718341520&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1079636995718341520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1079636995718341520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/05/ecstatic.html' title='ecstatic ♥'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-2037504080156115995</id><published>2009-05-12T04:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T05:17:07.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Copied from Bern</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;What is your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgliRL3sQdI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Q9cWPtE-5pE/s1600-h/eun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgliRL3sQdI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Q9cWPtE-5pE/s320/eun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334903280980738514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SglioK9rYqI/AAAAAAAAAhI/khxIHcjEZBc/s1600-h/Ph.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SglioK9rYqI/AAAAAAAAAhI/khxIHcjEZBc/s320/Ph.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334903675874402978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color eyes do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sgli02h341I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/MPUn7rEX6Lk/s1600-h/black.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 103px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sgli02h341I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/MPUn7rEX6Lk/s320/black.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334903893727372114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of phone do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgljBkHtqmI/AAAAAAAAAhY/gpnT2QOj8bs/s1600-h/n6300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 171px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgljBkHtqmI/AAAAAAAAAhY/gpnT2QOj8bs/s320/n6300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334904112124111458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What game console(s) do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgljW5wXaKI/AAAAAAAAAhg/a0wNDb5ORDM/s1600-h/PSP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgljW5wXaKI/AAAAAAAAAhg/a0wNDb5ORDM/s320/PSP.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334904478709016738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to live in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgljoVg3kuI/AAAAAAAAAho/BAFiN7NOAWg/s1600-h/Ph.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 145px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgljoVg3kuI/AAAAAAAAAho/BAFiN7NOAWg/s320/Ph.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334904778217984738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;* Pinas padin! :) - Same here Bern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What movie do you love a lot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sglj8WbG90I/AAAAAAAAAhw/kONsptTQA24/s1600-h/if+only.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sglj8WbG90I/AAAAAAAAAhw/kONsptTQA24/s320/if+only.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334905122059646786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite kind of flower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SglkoxLrAWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Ek3xH7A6W2Y/s1600-h/pink+roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SglkoxLrAWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Ek3xH7A6W2Y/s320/pink+roses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334905885156901218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgllDFqcusI/AAAAAAAAAiA/iPSJ9Mu3anM/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgllDFqcusI/AAAAAAAAAiA/iPSJ9Mu3anM/s320/cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334906337331296962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of shoes do you wear most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgllUk_Us_I/AAAAAAAAAiI/yL3c22Xtiws/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 141px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgllUk_Us_I/AAAAAAAAAiI/yL3c22Xtiws/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334906637798126578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your dream car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sgllkv2AyDI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/uwplK323_O4/s1600-h/Benz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sgllkv2AyDI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/uwplK323_O4/s320/Benz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334906915589769266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sgll2uh7lOI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vBwl7FPvD-o/s1600-h/butterfinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sgll2uh7lOI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vBwl7FPvD-o/s320/butterfinger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334907224474752226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you wish you owned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SglmdbL4vXI/AAAAAAAAAig/aHhMMC2AaWA/s1600-h/h.kitty+digicam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SglmdbL4vXI/AAAAAAAAAig/aHhMMC2AaWA/s320/h.kitty+digicam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334907889296915826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone you wish you knew personally:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sglm1TB0yAI/AAAAAAAAAio/xL1hpb2Mxck/s1600-h/brooke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sglm1TB0yAI/AAAAAAAAAio/xL1hpb2Mxck/s320/brooke.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334908299424090114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you couldn't live without:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SglnXJ9NIjI/AAAAAAAAAiw/foJ-6kae35c/s1600-h/foods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SglnXJ9NIjI/AAAAAAAAAiw/foJ-6kae35c/s320/foods.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334908881104347698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;* weeew. Obviously loves pigging out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Something you love to eat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sgln2uWWkhI/AAAAAAAAAi4/uNlp3e4r6z4/s1600-h/carbonara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sgln2uWWkhI/AAAAAAAAAi4/uNlp3e4r6z4/s320/carbonara.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334909423449444882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you love to watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgloErQQOOI/AAAAAAAAAjA/zFzX5FxIOUM/s1600-h/gg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgloErQQOOI/AAAAAAAAAjA/zFzX5FxIOUM/s320/gg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334909663136725218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere you'll go one day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sglogl32e6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/DY6JPwVlsf0/s1600-h/SG.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sglogl32e6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/DY6JPwVlsf0/s320/SG.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334910142728534946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;* alam na kun sino ang pakay ko ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-2037504080156115995?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/2037504080156115995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=2037504080156115995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2037504080156115995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2037504080156115995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/05/copied-from-bern.html' title='Copied from Bern'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgliRL3sQdI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Q9cWPtE-5pE/s72-c/eun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3652341254801085049</id><published>2009-05-10T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T02:29:26.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgaeKniM_sI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Qz_BT422O9I/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgaeKniM_sI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Qz_BT422O9I/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334124713915252418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;She used to be my only enemy and never let me be free,&lt;br /&gt;Catching me in places that I know I shouldn't be,&lt;br /&gt;Every other day I crossed the line,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to be so bad,&lt;br /&gt;I never thought you would&lt;br /&gt;Become the friend I never had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then I didn't know why,&lt;br /&gt;Why you were misunderstood,&lt;br /&gt;So now I see through your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;all that you did was love,&lt;br /&gt;Mama I love you, Mama I care,&lt;br /&gt;Mama I love you, Mama my friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to hear it then but&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ashamed to say it now,&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing you said and did was right for me,&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of time to think about,&lt;br /&gt;About the way I used to be,&lt;br /&gt;Never had a sense of my responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can give you is love,&lt;br /&gt;Mama I love you, Mama I care,&lt;br /&gt;Mama I love you, Mama my friend,&lt;br /&gt;You're My friend &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-3652341254801085049?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3652341254801085049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=3652341254801085049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3652341254801085049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3652341254801085049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SgaeKniM_sI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Qz_BT422O9I/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-8141529130884126834</id><published>2009-05-04T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:36:14.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haters free friendster</title><content type='html'>I'm currently deleting mute / unknown / in-active / friggin @ssholes friends in friendster. I have to. I'm sick of all those f.cking biatch &amp; even jerks who keeps on sending me stupid stuffs. Don't have much time for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 1,407 friends to .... I have no idea yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friendster account is now exclusive for my friends, colleagues, relatives, &amp; super friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-8141529130884126834?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/8141529130884126834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=8141529130884126834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8141529130884126834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8141529130884126834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/05/haters-free-friendster.html' title='haters free friendster'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-2773397993925968202</id><published>2009-05-04T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T04:00:39.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the IMPERFECT girlfriend...</title><content type='html'>Sabi nila, pag bored wag na mag isip ng kung anu-ano. But in my case, I really can't help it. Naisip ko kung lately ok parin ba akong girlfriend. At mas naisip ko kung pano nga ba maging "ideal" girlfriend para sa boyfriend ko. Feeling ko kasi nawawalan nako ng sense or kwenta, parang wala ng thrill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nga ni Rebecca Bloomwood, "Yes! I googled." Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple lang naman snearch ko eh, "How to be a PERFECT girlfriend?" &lt;br /&gt;Nalito ako sa dami ng result, Pero this one below caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Top 10 Traits Of The &lt;u&gt;Perfect Girlfriend&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Perfect girlfriend traits #10 Feminine, but not weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a man is expected to behave like a gentleman, then it is only fitting that he has a lady by his side. She walks with her hips, she speaks with a low tone and she doesn’t curse. But then, she doesn’t cry if she breaks a nail nor does she behave like a weakling when it’s time to go mountain biking. All in all, the perfect girlfriend carries herself like a pretty flower but doesn’t have a problem getting sweaty and dirty when the occasion calls for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect girlfriend traits #9 Secure/confident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little harmless jealousy is okay and even welcomed by most guys, but the last thing any man wants is an insecure woman who is always making accusatory comments when they’re out in public. She doesn’t mind when he checks out other girls and she even joins in on the admiration. A perfect girlfriend knows that she’s awesome and that if he messed around, it would be his loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect girlfriend traits #8 Low maintenance, but doesn’t look it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she dresses up, this perfect girlfriend can cause traffic accidents. Her hair always looks great and it looks like she spends all morning preparing to leave the house. But the beauty of it all is that it doesn’t take her more than a few minutes to get ready. She looks like a million bucks in no more than 10 minutes and her man can really appreciate that about her. It doesn’t have to cost him $3,000 to make sure that her nails, hair, and grooming is done monthly. She takes care of herself on her own time, with her own money, and it doesn’t get in the way of everyday living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Perfect girlfriend traits #7 Cooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men were clear that they didn’t want a solely domestic woman; they appreciate women who work and take care of themselves, but they thought it was important that she know how to cook. Why? Well, it wasn’t even about his stomach or that old adage, it was the fact that if a woman doesn’t know how to cook, that would mean that she eats out all the time, which would mean that she likely doesn’t eat very healthily, nor will she know how to feed children, should they have any together. The men surveyed didn’t mention five-course meals or anything extravagant, but they did point out that the majority of women they had dated didn’t even know how to boil spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Perfect girlfriend traits #6 Financially independent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men fear being taken to the cleaners more than anything else. If they meet a woman who’s unemployed and uneducated, but has extravagant plans for the future, they run in the other direction. Men don’t want a woman to support them, but they do want a woman who can support herself without the goal of one day depending on a man to pay her way through life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect girlfriend traits #5 Desire &amp; good in bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect girlfriend checks out her boyfriend’s ass every now and then, and she lets him know that she likes what she sees. She also initiates sex, which reveals that she has a high desirability for her man. If that weren’t enough, the perfect girlfriend also knows how to handle his body. She can make sweet love just as easily as she can skank it up and assume the doggy position. Essentially, every sexual experience leaves a lasting impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Perfect girlfriend traits #4 Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing any guy wants in a woman is a cranky, crabby, unhappy woman who whines and complains all the time. This is the kind of woman that men tend to avoid because they don’t ever want to come home to that. A genuinely happy woman can easily make those around her feel happy, and she emits positive vibes that are contagious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Perfect girlfriend traits #3 Smart &amp; witty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect girlfriend has had some level of higher education - especially if he has one. This opens doors to more stimulating conversations in the way of general knowledge and the world around you. And a good education is usually coupled with a witty personality. You don’t have to be Sarah Silverman by any means, but witty comebacks and opinions are always appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect girlfriend traits #2 Beautiful &amp; fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most guys admit that the first thing that attracts them to a woman is her face and body. But this doesn’t mean you have to rush out to a plastic surgeon to look hotter. Physical fitness tells a man that you take care of yourself and, if you had children together, they would lead a healthy lifestyle as well.&lt;br /&gt;As for face beauty, most guys admitted that, usually, when they meet a girl through a friend and she’s cool personality-wise, they end up finding her physically attractive based on that, even if they initially didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Perfect girlfriend traits #1 Loyal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does loyalty involve not cheating, it also means taking his side in public, even when you think he’s wrong. A perfect girlfriend would never badmouth her man, nor would she make fun of him in front of his friends.As well, if he asked her to stop talking to Jim at work because it sounds like he’s trying to make a move on her, she wouldn’t argue with him about how jealous and insecure he is. She would hear him out and  respect his point of view, and slowly faze Jim out of her lunch hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, With that. Mukhang I'm far from being an ideal/perfect girlfriend. (a)Hobby ko ng mag selos, more like pag selosin ang sarili ko. (b)Very pessimistic ko pa. I tend to think negative thoughts most of the time.. *sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero infairness naman sakin, I know how to cook even bake! Haha. Yun lang ata ang nakuha ko. Anyway, perfect man ako o hinde. Atleast I know 1 thing, I LOVE HIM. Sana sapat na yun para maging ideal ako for him :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-2773397993925968202?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/2773397993925968202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=2773397993925968202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2773397993925968202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2773397993925968202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/05/imperfect-girlfriend.html' title='the IMPERFECT girlfriend...'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-2297529789724459136</id><published>2009-05-03T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T18:33:01.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Universal Truths About Men</title><content type='html'>1. Why should I remind you that “I love you?” I already told you once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I’ll do anything for sex; even commit to you for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate arguing with you. I’d much rather find a compromise.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love long hair. Sorry, but I do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When you speak softly, I can’t help but listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I need to be told “no” sometimes. Not a lot, but every now and again reminds me that you are expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Please don’t ask me how you look unless you’re willing to trust my answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My eyes notice other women a lot more when you are upset with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When you’re happy with me I can’t help but want to please you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If I don’t feel I can make you happy, it makes me feel less than a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I expect you to be ready when I pick you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Cigarettes make any woman look cheap and easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I'm scared if I let a woman inside my heart, she'll take advantage of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you can’t stand up to me when I’m a brat, you’re too weak for me to open up to when I’m upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Sitting quietly next to me after you’ve made me a meal is your get-out-of-the-doghouse-free ticket. You’ll be surprised how quickly I can forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. You did something hurtful. If I never bring it up, I’m considering leaving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I don’t read minds. Remember, I’m not a woman.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. You may know fashion, but I wish you’d dress to please me, not other women.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If I’m losing my hair, it’s not funny. Would you like me to joke about your weight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When I talk to you about basketball and you act bored, it would be nice for you to remember all the times I’ve listened to you talk about what is important to you.                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. The woman I love is easy to please. She appreciates the effort I put into making her happy, even if I get the details wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. You look hot in a dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I hate being told what to do when I don't ask for help. It makes me feel like you're my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. If you sleep over, I might eventually marry you, but I'm less motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. During sex my ears are as sensitive to your words as your skin is to my touch.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;26. I need some type of signal or cue to walk across the room and approach you. What if you’re married!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.It makes me feel like you trust me when you ask for my advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.It feels competitive when you insist on being in charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Being respected is more important to me than being loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I want every man to envy me when we arrive as a couple. Please don’t let yourself go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. When I’m upset I am very tone sensitive. How you say it is more important than what you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. I hate it when you minimize, ignore or tell me I don’t mean my compliments. It makes me want to stop giving them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. I’m more insecure than you think. Why do you think I need your respect so much? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;34. I don’t always know how I feel. That’s why I don’t tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. I don’t need you to do things for me. What I crave is being able to please you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. If I do one thing and say something contradictory – go with my actions – that will always tell you what’s in my heart.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.I find myself wanting to please you when you simply smile at me without asking for something (like a favor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.I really don’t want to hear about any of your ex-boyfriends, regardless of the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.If I don’t share what I’m thinking, it’s because I don’t think you will listen without interrupting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. I don’t like to argue and I don’t like to guess what’s wrong. Just tell me so I can fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. I love it when you put your hair in a pony tail. Yes, it’s a Freudian thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Don’t ask me, “Are you going to wear that?” when I’m already dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. A gentleman should always be respected by his lady in public, even if she is disagreeing with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. If you don’t believe you’re pretty, you won’t believe me when I tell you, no matter how many times I say it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. It isn’t how much you weigh, it’s that how you carry yourself, which is so attractive. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;46. Sometimes I have weird, strange or very sexual thoughts. I don’t take them seriously and I don’t want to share them with you (or anyone).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Sometimes you really don’t want to know what I’m thinking. See above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. If you cheat on me, it is nearly impossible for me to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. I don’t remember everything about our relationship but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. I need some time to myself to calm down when I’m upset so that I don’t say something I will regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-2297529789724459136?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/2297529789724459136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=2297529789724459136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2297529789724459136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2297529789724459136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/05/50-universal-truths-about-men.html' title='50 Universal Truths About Men'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-2574309022679508738</id><published>2009-05-02T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T20:03:51.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New HER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sf0JaVpUBpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3e5VQj7dopE/s1600-h/new01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sf0JaVpUBpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3e5VQj7dopE/s320/new01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331427881968207506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the new ME:) Bringing my Pre-school days back. Just in time for this season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all my mom's idea. Last friday, she asked me if I want to get my hair short. Kasi "uso" daw nowadays. Then I said, "what if hindi bagay saken?" Bumanat ng ganito si mommy, "have you try to look at your baby photos? bagay kaya!" To cut the long conversation short, napa-oo nadin ako. Well, Mothers knows best. Maybe. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-2574309022679508738?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/2574309022679508738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=2574309022679508738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2574309022679508738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2574309022679508738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-her.html' title='New HER!'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sf0JaVpUBpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3e5VQj7dopE/s72-c/new01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-1376170381851930517</id><published>2009-05-01T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T03:52:12.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baguio Escapade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SfrSNgKZ1gI/AAAAAAAAAgY/3M7vrycFDqw/s1600-h/04182009058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SfrSNgKZ1gI/AAAAAAAAAgY/3M7vrycFDqw/s320/04182009058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330804238360106498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SfrRyHJu1JI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/73yntWEDoGo/s1600-h/04182009057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SfrRyHJu1JI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/73yntWEDoGo/s320/04182009057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330803767789933714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SfrRQVrgp7I/AAAAAAAAAgI/GCfyUHqeY04/s1600-h/04182009053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SfrRQVrgp7I/AAAAAAAAAgI/GCfyUHqeY04/s320/04182009053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330803187574155186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SfrQj5gpV6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/vhyv7bzSZgI/s1600-h/04182009055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SfrQj5gpV6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/vhyv7bzSZgI/s320/04182009055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330802424098150306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 18-19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not prepared. really. im supposed to stay at home and visit my dentist.&lt;br /&gt;but then i figured out, i can still visit my dentist by monday.. and besides, its&lt;br /&gt;Lolo card's 70th birthday.. for sure magtatampo yun pag wala ako dun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shots were taken at Barrio Fiesta, where we ate our superrr late dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By morning, we had the chance to shop for some pasalubongs at the same time walk around and enjoy the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to botanical garden, took some pictures (gotta grab some from pao's cam)&lt;br /&gt;also in mine's view park, where I bought my adorable cacti. maybe pao got jealous in it. cause I saw her buying Bonsai. that's for her mom, i think. &lt;br /&gt;we instantly got GREEN THUMB. yikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-1376170381851930517?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/1376170381851930517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=1376170381851930517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1376170381851930517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1376170381851930517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/05/baguio-escapade.html' title='Baguio Escapade'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SfrSNgKZ1gI/AAAAAAAAAgY/3M7vrycFDqw/s72-c/04182009058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-1674243045844030166</id><published>2009-04-29T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:26:05.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another night out</title><content type='html'>Last April 21-22&lt;br /&gt;ate jonah's 23rd BEERday bash. at NLOS,Paranaque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfk0hcOg_AI/AAAAAAAAAfY/XTUCb4BmR4M/s1600-h/1_203845395l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfk0hcOg_AI/AAAAAAAAAfY/XTUCb4BmR4M/s320/1_203845395l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330349383087094786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfk1KDSR10I/AAAAAAAAAfg/ogwtYcbNIEw/s1600-h/1_775291934l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfk1KDSR10I/AAAAAAAAAfg/ogwtYcbNIEw/s320/1_775291934l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330350080766629698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfk1zVQZOoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WQNH0uUegic/s1600-h/1_289579096l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfk1zVQZOoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WQNH0uUegic/s320/1_289579096l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330350789965200002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfk2P12eT8I/AAAAAAAAAfw/QZrEpdT9p9U/s1600-h/1_865034237l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfk2P12eT8I/AAAAAAAAAfw/QZrEpdT9p9U/s320/1_865034237l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330351279751188418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(photos courtesy of ate jonah's &amp; gz's cam. TY!)&lt;br /&gt;met few peeps of ate jo, FUN FUN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gz &amp; I enjoyed the 69 drink. we love it. &lt;br /&gt;its like you're just drinking an iced tea..&lt;br /&gt;then after few shots, you can actually feel tipsy. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nawp, we don't get drunk. we controlled ourselves as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;why??  BOYFRIEND ALERT! *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at SEX (its SINANGAG EXPRESS, in case you have that green mind. lol) superr early&lt;br /&gt;Bfast. surprisingly, its kuya janno's treat. wow! how generous he is.&lt;br /&gt;too bad, im damn full that time coz of those yummy pulutan we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, we finally got tired of chillin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at ate jo's place wit ate maybelle, ate hersh and gz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-1674243045844030166?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/1674243045844030166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=1674243045844030166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1674243045844030166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1674243045844030166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-night-out.html' title='another night out'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfk0hcOg_AI/AAAAAAAAAfY/XTUCb4BmR4M/s72-c/1_203845395l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-4393398692890346800</id><published>2009-04-29T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:33:32.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oooh BEACH!</title><content type='html'>April 05-06, 2009 &lt;br /&gt;went to Calatagan,Batangas.. Part of Ervin's graduation celeb. &lt;br /&gt;my very 1st summer trip this year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfj7_Gh-wQI/AAAAAAAAAe4/uFquyf2diao/s1600-h/04052009043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfj7_Gh-wQI/AAAAAAAAAe4/uFquyf2diao/s320/04052009043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330287220496449794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfj7jZvolsI/AAAAAAAAAew/TFxncV1NFAA/s1600-h/04052009031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfj7jZvolsI/AAAAAAAAAew/TFxncV1NFAA/s320/04052009031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330286744617653954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfj83rUvAZI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Pil2IvckkMA/s1600-h/04052009039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfj83rUvAZI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Pil2IvckkMA/s320/04052009039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330288192445677970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfj9Uyr9B_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/XcUDKH5ktYA/s1600-h/04052009040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfj9Uyr9B_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/XcUDKH5ktYA/s320/04052009040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330288692638320626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfj-GxDnEAI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bBhSehnZAyg/s1600-h/04052009553-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfj-GxDnEAI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bBhSehnZAyg/s320/04052009553-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330289551194132482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(more pictures on multiply..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-4393398692890346800?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/4393398692890346800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=4393398692890346800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4393398692890346800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4393398692890346800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/04/oooh-beach.html' title='oooh BEACH!'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sfj7_Gh-wQI/AAAAAAAAAe4/uFquyf2diao/s72-c/04052009043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-1196424154385877829</id><published>2009-04-29T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T08:13:16.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>look who's back</title><content type='html'>back from being hiatus in a long time :D&lt;br /&gt;my PC is  finally fixed. &amp;&amp; im so lovin tito louie for that.&lt;br /&gt;let me flood my dashboard for a couple of posts i've been longing&lt;br /&gt;to share wit ya guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like our 2nd monthsary. *kilig*&lt;br /&gt;the ever hilarious monthsary of my bebi alj &amp; I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we do the "salubong" thingy.&lt;br /&gt;we waited til the clock ticks 12am then finally greeted each other 'happy monthsary'..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't ask for a better boyfriend.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though we only had limited time bein together, that was the most special monthsary I had in&lt;br /&gt;my entire life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other thing, boredom is totally killing me here at home x(  can't wait til enrollment.&lt;br /&gt;thank god my pc is back. isn't rewarding?! :))&lt;br /&gt;i'll be posting loads of pictures here. &lt;i&gt;hintay lang&lt;/i&gt;. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-1196424154385877829?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/1196424154385877829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=1196424154385877829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1196424154385877829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1196424154385877829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/04/look-whos-back.html' title='look who&apos;s back'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-1331775572220917879</id><published>2009-04-10T21:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:07:37.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah blah blah.</title><content type='html'>So, why aren't you in love with your ex anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; kasii, I'm so over him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had chocolates?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; last tuesday.. BUTTERFINGER! (my bebi gave me one as an awesome REWARD coz i've got good grades, yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any plans for today?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; watch BFGF later.. hindi kasi namen naumpisahan ni harvey un dati :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you currently hear right now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sounds ng nba game na nilalaro ni ervin sa psp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will you be in an hour?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the first person you talked to today?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; superb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever see the movie Pearl Harbor?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nope. not interested :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you rode in a car with?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; fam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you looking forward to in the next month??&lt;br /&gt;&gt; gz's 18th &amp; pag uwi ni bern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing jeans right now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nawp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the person who hurt you the most apologize?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; yah yah yah. and he's already forgiven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; like SUPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite thing to drink on a hot summer day?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; strawberry shake please.. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the next far off place you will travel?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; i have no idea, :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person or people you ate with?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; family. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like meeting new people?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's your heart lately?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; verry much okay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; icr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last tv show you watched?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; entourage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; that psycho bitch, who keeps on bugging me out on friendster. err. effin pathethic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has today been a good day?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; so far.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last get into a fight with?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; jenelle. as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this weekend be good?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; YES :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you're pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nawp. HAHAHA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather be mad or sad?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; neither..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking forward to anything?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; yeah.. 2nd monthsary. weew :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your bed?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you very disappointed in right now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever worn the opposite sex's clothing?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; yeah. tshirt ni ervin. HAHAHA. hindi kasya sa kanya ehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the last person you hugged older than you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nawp. younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone gotten on your nerves lately?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; yah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a best friend, boyfriend, girlfriend or ex pissing you off at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nawp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think someone has feelings for you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sure. HAHAHA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy late night phone conversation?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; i surely do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; h2o =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-1331775572220917879?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/1331775572220917879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=1331775572220917879&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1331775572220917879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1331775572220917879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/04/blah-blah-blah.html' title='blah blah blah.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3195773313823944553</id><published>2009-03-11T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T05:36:07.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>review.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SbevTSuXsBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/VYOcXoybRjU/s1600-h/confessions_of_a_shopaholic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SbevTSuXsBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/VYOcXoybRjU/s320/confessions_of_a_shopaholic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311907031485493266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sbev7FCCGNI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Gbiqu8GlB-Y/s1600-h/confessions-of-a-shopaholic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sbev7FCCGNI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Gbiqu8GlB-Y/s320/confessions-of-a-shopaholic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311907715004635346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CONFESSIONS OF A SHOPAHOLIC stands out amongst the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky Bloomwood is a Shopaholic. Being somewhat of a shopaholic myself, I can relate. There's just something about slipping your foot into a fabulous pair of new shoes; or finding that perfect little handbag. It's exciting, sure. You've just got to know when to say when. Anyone other than me ever purchase a bunch of useless cosmetics just to get the "free" beach bag? All this spending has landed Becky in big trouble, though. She just can't seem to stop shopping. Much of her time is spent avoiding the notices from credit card companies, and letter after letter from her bank manager. She knows she needs to earn more money to pay off these bills before things get completely out of control. After all, Becky writes for a financial magazine and advises consumers on personal savings and investment strategies. How's that for irony? Alas, her schemes to make some quick money usually backfire, leaving her in even more debt and up to her ears in "little white lies". How many women do you know who would walk up to a sexy millionaire bachelor and ask to borrow ten pounds so she can afford to buy a particular scarf for herself - er, for her dying aunt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a few overdue Visa payments, stir in an out-of-control bank overdraft, add a hunky PR exec, and mix it all together with an unhealthy obsession for shopping, and you've got a recipe for a first-rate, hilarious romp through the shops of London. Recommended for the woman who has everything - or is still haunting the malls in search of everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-3195773313823944553?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3195773313823944553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=3195773313823944553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3195773313823944553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3195773313823944553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/03/review.html' title='review.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SbevTSuXsBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/VYOcXoybRjU/s72-c/confessions_of_a_shopaholic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-471668071074913208</id><published>2009-03-08T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:28:59.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bern &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SbRiawIy9_I/AAAAAAAAAeY/lFuBqJc1Ivo/s1600-h/1_744230122l+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SbRiawIy9_I/AAAAAAAAAeY/lFuBqJc1Ivo/s320/1_744230122l+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310978072314574834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Partner in Crime. The best-est friend I could ever have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernice Joyce Sasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty depressed cause you're not wit us to celebrate your bash :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always bein there for me khit nsa SG kna.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you! lahat ng bonding naten. kala mo may mall tour lan&lt;br /&gt;tayo kun puntahan naten lahat ng mall eh. :D&lt;br /&gt;all those chixmax sessions we usually had when i'm at your house&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; also on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lahat ng pag ddrama ko. kahit na paulit ulit nlan ung sinasbe ko.&lt;br /&gt;you didn't hesitate to listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga ka-gagahan kong tnotolerate mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LIFE naten na super COMEDY! &lt;br /&gt;kun indi tayo ang nirreject, tayo ang nanrreject! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga nkakaloka nateng ka-date! woohoo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gagawin ulit nten lahat yan pag UWI MO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU B! WE LOVE YOU! very much. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-471668071074913208?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/471668071074913208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=471668071074913208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/471668071074913208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/471668071074913208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/03/bern-3.html' title='Bern &lt;3'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SbRiawIy9_I/AAAAAAAAAeY/lFuBqJc1Ivo/s72-c/1_744230122l+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-5635589518938379690</id><published>2009-03-03T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T03:51:41.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNO! UNO! UNO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sa37w5G0wcI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/QJyOrh002s4/s1600-h/1_589650095l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sa37w5G0wcI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/QJyOrh002s4/s320/1_589650095l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309176353121419714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sa37jA55QKI/AAAAAAAAAeI/YTAvfhY7MdY/s1600-h/1_930346935l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sa37jA55QKI/AAAAAAAAAeI/YTAvfhY7MdY/s320/1_930346935l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309176114696503458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played uno card last saturday at my place. we were supposed to be at dona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad sad, jem (zeus' lovey) couldn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why i asked them to come over to my place instead.. chill for awhile&lt;br /&gt;get drunk (as usual) HAHAHA! granma overdose! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, tinuruan ko nlan sila ng newest discovery ko! UNO CARD! =))&lt;br /&gt;credits to dale (Cj's cutie pie pamangkin), he's the one who taught me how to play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we enjoyed it a lot. kahit na ako ang talunan. :| &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(more pictures on &lt;a href="http://eunmsg.multiply.com"&gt;multiply&lt;/a&gt;..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-5635589518938379690?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5635589518938379690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=5635589518938379690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5635589518938379690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5635589518938379690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/03/uno-uno-uno.html' title='UNO! UNO! UNO!'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/Sa37w5G0wcI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/QJyOrh002s4/s72-c/1_589650095l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-402173695747581140</id><published>2009-02-15T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T05:29:42.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not-so-ordinary brownies (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SZgXyWWoMkI/AAAAAAAAAeA/zy1sVoAbNio/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SZgXyWWoMkI/AAAAAAAAAeA/zy1sVoAbNio/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303014714990146114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vday gift for my bebi. ayeee. lol&lt;br /&gt;i just want to make it up to him, sa dami ng favor na ginawa nya &lt;br /&gt;for me lately.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nun una wala tlga akong idea kun ano ibbgay, ang nsa isip ko lan,&lt;br /&gt;yun clay doh wax sa bench na nabanggit nya sken the last time &lt;br /&gt;that we were together.. last Monday i guess.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaso bka di nya lan ma-appreciate masyado, kasi wala manlang&lt;br /&gt;ka-effort effort yon. so ayun, I've decided to bake somethin for him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dpat chocolate cookies yan eh. last wed, super rampage kame ni gz &lt;br /&gt;sa sm, para bumili ng ingredients plus jar and pang decorate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy na lahat ehh. ang sarap nung cookies, approve kina gz, mara&lt;br /&gt;&amp; justin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pati yung design ng jar. though, mejo nahirapan kame ni gz mag decide&lt;br /&gt;kun jar ba o box nlan un paglalagyan. but since, tuesday night plang&lt;br /&gt;pinag iisipan ko na tlaga ung iddesign sa jar.. tinuloy ko n tlga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naloka lan tlga ko pag gising ko ng Thursday morning, kasi pag kita ko&lt;br /&gt;dun sa jar.. omfg! ang konti na nung cookies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINO ANG SALARIN??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, si PRINCESS NICHOLE. magpapalusot pa si ate, ang sarap daw kasi.&lt;br /&gt;errrrr! :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akala ko msasayang na tlga yun jar, buti nlan naisip ko, may brownies pa! yeah! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muntikan nnman pag diskitahan ng ate ko weh, 'mukha daw masarap'&lt;br /&gt;nilayo ko na agad sa paningin nya. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. pero may doubt tlga ko sa lasa non eh.. wala lan. kaya dko nlan&lt;br /&gt;msyadong inaalam reaksyon nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma-appreciate nya lan yun SUPER HAPPY na. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-402173695747581140?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/402173695747581140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=402173695747581140&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/402173695747581140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/402173695747581140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-so-ordinary-brownies.html' title='not-so-ordinary brownies (:'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SZgXyWWoMkI/AAAAAAAAAeA/zy1sVoAbNio/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-1166256734463284277</id><published>2009-01-24T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:58:03.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey :D</title><content type='html'>1. Ano una mo inisip pagkagising mo kanina?&lt;br /&gt;-- Si SD. galit na galit sken, natulugan ko kasi :))&lt;br /&gt;2. Pool o Beach?&lt;br /&gt;-- Beach. &lt;br /&gt;3. Pinakamatagal mong relationship?&lt;br /&gt;-- 8 mos. :D matagal na yuun ah! lol&lt;br /&gt;4. Hanggang ngayon kayo pa din?&lt;br /&gt;-- HINDI NA =(&lt;br /&gt;6. Ano favorite line ng magulang mo pag&lt;br /&gt;pnapagalitan ka?&lt;br /&gt;-- 'Punyeta ka yunisa!' - Mommy. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;7. 1 person na pnakamasaya kasama pag&lt;br /&gt;may lakad?&lt;br /&gt;-- Hindi lan isa. Marami. BETEL.&lt;br /&gt;8. Ultimate crush?&lt;br /&gt;-- Papa JB. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;9. Lokohin ka ng GF/BF mo, bigyan mo pa ng&lt;br /&gt;1 chance?&lt;br /&gt;-- uu. ako pa! MASOKISTA ata toh. =))&lt;br /&gt;10. Last time mo maligo sa ulan?&lt;br /&gt;-- nun wed. No choice kaya. wala akong dalang payong. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;11. Personalities na hanap mo sa opposite&lt;br /&gt;sex?&lt;br /&gt;-- Basta yuun may QUALITY TIME for me. ;) YESS NAMAN!&lt;br /&gt;12. Nakikita mo nalulunod kaaway mo,&lt;br /&gt;sasagipin mo ba sya?&lt;br /&gt;-- Nope. Wala ng plastikan. WAHAHA! &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;13. Kasama mo crush mo, gusto ka nya&lt;br /&gt;halikan, pero nalaman mo badbreath pala&lt;br /&gt;sya.. go pa din?&lt;br /&gt;-- EEWY! Shmpre NO! &lt;br /&gt;22. Sa tingin mo, bat hindi nagwork huli mong&lt;br /&gt;relationship?&lt;br /&gt;-- Kasi nga HE'S TOO FLY for me nga daw! ;))&lt;br /&gt;24. Bigla sobra pumangit GF/BF mo, mahal&lt;br /&gt;mo pa din ba sya?&lt;br /&gt;-- yuun lang eh. Oo naman! &lt;br /&gt;25. Sino gusto mo makasama ngayon mismo?&lt;br /&gt;-- Si SD! kasi nag pramis sya na pupunta sya naun dito sa bahay :D yuun lan. &lt;br /&gt;26. Pili ka, maging panget ka, or anorexic?&lt;br /&gt;-- ANOREXIC na! &lt;br /&gt;27. Ano gusto mo gawin sa buhay mo&lt;br /&gt;ngayon, Play, Rewind, Pause, o Forward?&lt;br /&gt;-- Rewind nlan please. sbay Pause. &lt;br /&gt;28. Gagawin mo lahat para makuha toh, ano&lt;br /&gt;un?&lt;br /&gt;-- Gossip girl, All I want is everything.  &amp;&amp; HIM! &lt;br /&gt;29. Huli mong sinabi sa ktxt/kausap mo bago matulog?&lt;br /&gt;-- 'Wag na wag mong subukan lumandi dun kay Q****, kun indi humanda ka sken' - isang matinding babala kay SD =))&lt;br /&gt;30. Linya sa isang kanta na bagay sa buhay&lt;br /&gt;mo ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;-- 'Asan ba ko sayo? Aasa ba ko sayo?' - Migraine&lt;br /&gt;31. Nung huli ka nalasing, ano ginawa mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- Body shot! woooot. xD&lt;br /&gt;32. Masasabi mo bang, “innocent” ka pa?&lt;br /&gt;-- Hindi ren! &lt;br /&gt;34. Sino pnaka importante na tao sa&lt;br /&gt;phonebook mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- Dami eh ;) PA-SAFE! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;36. Papiliin ka ng GF/BF mo, sya o friends, ano&lt;br /&gt;gagawin mo? Sino piliin mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- Friends. &lt;br /&gt;37. Ano mas importante sayo, Brains o&lt;br /&gt;Beauty?&lt;br /&gt;-- Both. ;))&lt;br /&gt;38. Pwede ka na ba mamatay ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;-- NOOO! Hindi pa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-1166256734463284277?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/1166256734463284277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=1166256734463284277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1166256734463284277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1166256734463284277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/01/survey-d.html' title='Survey :D'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-5030662982711660100</id><published>2009-01-08T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:02:09.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird greetings. Lol.</title><content type='html'>Super na - shock ako nun inopen ko un isang fs account ko.. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;P***&lt;br /&gt;01/1/2009 2:31 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * musta na ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      kila2 mo pb ako ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      happy new year .... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      advnce happy bday ...&lt;br /&gt;      t.c. always ..!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's my ex tum-tums / baby / BF! (during high school days)&lt;br /&gt;mejo nagka gap kame dahil narin sa ilang beses na namen inattempt magbalikan never talaga nag work. i think, 2-3 times na ata. ako narin mismo ung sumusuko dahil nahihirapan ako sa set up nameng dlawa before. not to mention, ung mga hang-ups &amp;&amp; childishness nameng dalawa. aminado naman ako dun! Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi naging ok yung huling break up namen, (4th yr HS pa kme nun) so ayun, bitterness strike! actually, naiintindihan ko naman yon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaso yun tipong idelete nya ako sa fs this year lan, yon ang di ko maintindihan. hahaha. tapos inadd ako ulit after ilang months. now that's &lt;b&gt;weird&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;N*****&lt;br /&gt;Date:  01/5/2009 10:51 am&lt;br /&gt;Subject:  happy natal day&lt;br /&gt;Message:  &lt;br /&gt;ADVANCE HAPPY HAPPY B - DAY WISH YOU GOOD HEALTH! AND MANY MORE BDAYS TO COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;former Father-in-law. HAHAHA! kiddin.&lt;br /&gt;na-touch lan ako kasi naalala nya pa ako i-greet. kahit na wala na kami ng anak nya. hihi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-5030662982711660100?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5030662982711660100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=5030662982711660100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5030662982711660100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5030662982711660100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/01/weird-greetings-lol.html' title='weird greetings. Lol.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-4277341594890466024</id><published>2009-01-06T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:12:28.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>early bday present ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SWNwphs8M8I/AAAAAAAAAds/d6H7YqkxDmw/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SWNwphs8M8I/AAAAAAAAAds/d6H7YqkxDmw/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288194246186906562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dozen of red roses from &lt;b&gt;Maximo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi nlan sya may surprise sken.. even though indi nya nbigay sken yan personally, (pinabigay lan nya kay mommy) super na-touch parin ako.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ksi nagkataon na may affair sa church nila this Saturday, kaya yun indi sila mkakapunta ng mama nya sa debut ko =( so ayun, pinauna ndaw nya yun flowers. busy rin daw ksi sya kya indi na sya mkadaan dito sa house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can still remember before, way back elem days. we were just in 6th grade. he was courting me then, and ako that time super sarado yun utak ko, dahil patay n ptay ako sa crush ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi nyang tanong sken, "anong gusto mong pasalubong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako naman, super isip ng way para ma-badtrip na sya sken, i ask if he could buy me a cookies &amp; cream flavored cake (it was ate eulla's idea, not mine).. kasi naisip ko rin na wlang ganun non!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagulat nlan ako, pag uwi ko sa bhay, andun sya, may dala dalang sugar house na cake, nattwa nlan ako kasi pag kita ko, cookies &amp; cream nga! :D ampf. ako pa tuloy yun npahiya. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuun pinaka huling surprise nya, last last year pa. nun nag vacation sila ng mama nya sa germany, hmm.. aun, pasalubong sken isang malaking bar na cadbury. na indi ko rin naman nkaen HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot Max! &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-4277341594890466024?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/4277341594890466024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=4277341594890466024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4277341594890466024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4277341594890466024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/01/early-bday-present.html' title='early bday present ♥'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SWNwphs8M8I/AAAAAAAAAds/d6H7YqkxDmw/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3634486551705084465</id><published>2009-01-03T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T15:54:02.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>take a bow hunnie</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me you're sorry cause, you're not&lt;br /&gt;when I know you're only sorry you got caught&lt;br /&gt;But you put on quite a show&lt;br /&gt;You really had me going&lt;br /&gt;But now it's time to go&lt;br /&gt;Curtain's finally closing&lt;br /&gt;That was quite a show&lt;br /&gt;Very entertaining&lt;br /&gt;But it's over now&lt;br /&gt;Go on and take a bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the award for the best liar goes to you&lt;br /&gt;For making me believe that you could be&lt;br /&gt;Faithful to me&lt;br /&gt;Lets hear your speech out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about a round of applause&lt;br /&gt;A standing ovation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-3634486551705084465?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3634486551705084465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=3634486551705084465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3634486551705084465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3634486551705084465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/01/take-bow-hunnie.html' title='take a bow hunnie'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-8605592204238247667</id><published>2009-01-03T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T03:25:31.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Click it to enlarge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SV9Jth8wEbI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9eioiJSY2KY/s1600-h/partyin%27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SV9Jth8wEbI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9eioiJSY2KY/s320/partyin%27.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287025534112371122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SV9KjwY0KqI/AAAAAAAAAdk/KacmxOUzUqw/s1600-h/partyin%27+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SV9KjwY0KqI/AAAAAAAAAdk/KacmxOUzUqw/s320/partyin%27+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287026465701112482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-8605592204238247667?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/8605592204238247667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=8605592204238247667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8605592204238247667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8605592204238247667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SV9Jth8wEbI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9eioiJSY2KY/s72-c/partyin%27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-44755099657052678</id><published>2008-12-26T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:45:49.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should You Be Friends with Your Ex?</title><content type='html'>One of the major reasons heartbreak hurts so much is the lack of closure. Sometimes remaining friends with your ex offers the opportunity to maintain a dialogue in which a greater understanding about the issues leading to the breakup can be exchanged. Other times, contact with an ex can prolong the pain and delay closure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming friends means that you are able to disengage the gears of the romantic connection and face each other as separate individuals. This can provide the opportunity to reconcile differences and, in some cases, reconnect on new terms. Or you can use the opportunity to say what needs to be said in order to put the romantic feelings to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But each time you have contact with your ex, you risk disappointment and further rejection. It's important to have realistic expectations so that you don't set yourself up for re-abandonment, which can hurt even more than the original tear. The constant re-wounding can delay the process of healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's important to question your motives in seeking a friendship with your ex. Are you settling for crumbs rather than go through emotional starvation? This may be an indication that the abandonment experience has lowered your sense of entitlement. After all, heartbreak can cause our self-esteem to plummet. It is important to avoid acting out this sense of low self-worth at this vulnerable time. In spite of feeling at an all-time low, remind yourself that these feelings are temporary and that you are worthy of being fully loved. Fight to sustain your belief in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people are fooling themselves in believing they can handle having a friendship with their ex. They are subjecting themselves to greater pain by staying friends, because they fail to recognize that they do have the strength to stand on their own two feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many find that breaking the attachment to their ex allows them to develop emotional self-reliance and restore their injured self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examine the issues. Ask yourself: Am I staying friends to become emotionally stronger? Or am I just resisting "letting go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does staying friends with my ex allow me additional closure, resolution of hurt feelings, and an opportunity to heal? Or does it prolong my sense of rejection, self-doubt and emotional hunger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does staying friends help me heal, or does it delay the moment when I must push forward and forge new relationships?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-44755099657052678?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/44755099657052678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=44755099657052678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/44755099657052678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/44755099657052678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/12/should-you-be-friends-with-your-ex.html' title='Should You Be Friends with Your Ex?'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-1046260413810164367</id><published>2008-11-18T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:45:17.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My neon color inspired invitation..</title><content type='html'>Made by &lt;a href="http://flipylippy.blogspot.com"&gt;GZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super thanks! &lt;33 you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her if she could try to made some sample designs for my invitation, then a few weeks after ... she told me that she`s all done! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got the copy of it yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo in love wit the colors! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SSOIEMbOANI/AAAAAAAAAUo/trDK40AEEBw/s1600-h/yityiu6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SSOIEMbOANI/AAAAAAAAAUo/trDK40AEEBw/s320/yityiu6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270205594589855954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SSOIYpdR4rI/AAAAAAAAAUw/M3G3IP314_A/s1600-h/try7tr7u56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SSOIYpdR4rI/AAAAAAAAAUw/M3G3IP314_A/s320/try7tr7u56.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270205945980510898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SSOJMYOHPqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/YUU4g0ic1-Q/s1600-h/iyt5i76i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SSOJMYOHPqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/YUU4g0ic1-Q/s320/iyt5i76i.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270206834706693794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SSOJ1gmkEAI/AAAAAAAAAVA/1lfvgk9_k70/s1600-h/urtyiyi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SSOJ1gmkEAI/AAAAAAAAAVA/1lfvgk9_k70/s320/urtyiyi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270207541331365890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-1046260413810164367?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/1046260413810164367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=1046260413810164367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1046260413810164367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1046260413810164367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-neon-color-inspired-invitation.html' title='My neon color inspired invitation..'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SSOIEMbOANI/AAAAAAAAAUo/trDK40AEEBw/s72-c/yityiu6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-7009406861158129505</id><published>2008-11-15T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:30:53.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 keyshia miesha cole</title><content type='html'>GOOD NEWS!! para sa mga keyshia cole fanatic like me. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SR-v5Mf-ThI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Rlsz3klH2qY/s1600-h/keyshia-cole-stripes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SR-v5Mf-ThI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Rlsz3klH2qY/s320/keyshia-cole-stripes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269123486189506066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keyshia Cole is set to release her 3rd CD "A Different Me" on December 16, 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugely successful Grammy nominated R&amp;B singer and songwriter KEYSHIA COLE is set to close out 2008 with a bang. Three (3) songs from her second album reached number one (#1) status -- “Let It Go” (w/ Missy Elliott and Lil Kim), “I Remember” and “Heaven Sent.” Her reality show “The Way It Is” became the most-watched program in BET’s history, and with season three having started last November 11th, Keyshia Cole is sure to make history again. Keyshia’s third album, A Different Me – Executive Produced by Keyshia, Manager Manny Halley and Geffen Records Chairman Ron Fair is set for release on Tuesday, December 16, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEYSHIA COLE is the definitive soul singer to emerge in this decade, and she is in good company. Over the past seven decades, precious few R &amp; B females have touched the hearts of America. From Billie Holiday to Sarah Vaughn, Dinah Washington, Nina Simone, Aretha Franklin, Tina Turner, Gladys Knight, Whitney Houston, and Mary J. Blige - Keyshia possesses the same innate quality of telling the truth through song like her predecessors. Her pain becomes your pain, her joy, your joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first single, “Playa Cardz Right” featuring Tupac (an early mentor of Cole’s) has already garnered a top 15 chart position in its first three weeks. This single follows a host of seven (7) number one (#1) records that include “I Should Have Cheated;” “Love,” “Let it Go,” “I Remember,” “Heaven Sent,” “Last Night” (w/P. Diddy) and “Give it Up to Me” (w/Sean Paul.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the songs for A Different Me were written or co-written by Keyshia with production from award-winning producers such as Ron Fair, Polow Da Don, the Trackmasters, The Runners, Kwame and Neffu. Guest appearances include Kanye West, Nas, a duet with Monica, and a posthumous appearance from Tupac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keyshia was nominated for two Grammy awards in 2007 for “Best Contemporary R&amp;B Album” for “Just Like You” and “Best Rap-Sung Collaboration” for “Let it Go” (w/Missy Elliott and Lil’ Kim).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has also received awards and or nominations from the American Music Awards, Music Choice Awards, NAACP Awards, BET Awards, Vibe Awards, and ASCAP Awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road to riches wasn’t easy for Keyshia and still isn’t. Besides the release of a new album, new season of her BET reality show, touring and personal appearances, &lt;u&gt;Keyshia is gearing up for the production of a movie based on her life.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-7009406861158129505?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/7009406861158129505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=7009406861158129505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7009406861158129505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7009406861158129505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/11/3-keyshia-miesha-cole.html' title='&lt;3 keyshia miesha cole'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SR-v5Mf-ThI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Rlsz3klH2qY/s72-c/keyshia-cole-stripes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-2667915512990729610</id><published>2008-11-09T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T03:47:59.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pseudo Relationship??</title><content type='html'>Got this article from &lt;a href="http://www.peyups.com/"&gt;www.peyups.com&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; obviously.. nkakarelate ako ng bonggang bongga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The "parang kayo, pero hindi" stage.&lt;/span&gt; Others call it MU or mutual understanding. Pseudo-relationships. Pseudo-boyfriends. Flings. Almost like a relationship, but not quite. &lt;b&gt;It is a phase where the persons involved are more than friends, but not quite lovers.&lt;/b&gt; Puwedeng may verbal agreement, puwedeng wala. One or both of you may have admitted your feelings, possible ding hindi. You just let your gestures do the talking for you. &lt;b&gt;Walang pormal na ligawan na nangyari. Hindi kayo mag-dyowa. Pero sa kilos niyo, sa mga sinasabi niyo, parang kayo, pero hindi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of "relationship" can happen at different stages for different reasons. It can happen after a break-up. You still love each other, and you want to be with each other but you broke up for a reason. And for reasons that you alone know, ayaw niyo na muna magkabalikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can also happen before a relationship, iyong pareho kayong nakikiramdam. Possible din na &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ayaw niyo munang mag-seryoso kaya kunwa-kunwarian lang muna. Testing lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puwede ring hindi puwedeng maging kayo kasi isa sa inyo --usually the guy --may ka-relasyon na. Kaya habang hindi pa siya nakikipag-break doon sa girl (sabi niya makikipag-break siya soon pero di naman niya ginagawa), wala muna kayong relasyon para nga naman hindi siya nangagaliwa kasi "hindi naman kayo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pseudo-relationship stage, for a time, can be fun. Lalo na kung naghahanap ka lang naman ng "kalaro."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pero huwag ka lang mag-e-expect na may patutunguhan kayo kasi wala talagang kasiguraduhan.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bakit ang daming nagse-settle sa ganitong set up ganoong hindi naman sigurado kung may patutunguhan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iba't ibang dahilan. Puwedeng for fun lang. Puwedeng "buti na iyan kesa wala" or puwede na iyang "pantawid-gutom." Meaning, habang wala pa iyong the real thing, doon muna sa kunwa-kunwarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are not in a serious relationship, they would think that pseudo-relationship is better than no relationship at all. It would be fun, if all you are after for is that "kilig" feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aminado naman ako na once upon a time, may mga pseudo-relationships din ako. No commitments involved. For the simplest reason that they couldn't commit, because they were either committed to someone else, or that they weren't ready to commit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rationalization, "okay na iyun, kesa wala."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ang habol ko lang naman, iyong kilig feeling. Iyong merong nagtatanong kung kumusta araw ko. Iyong merong ka-cuddle sa beach outing. Iyong kapag tumunog ang cellphone, mapapangiti na ako dahil alam kong galing sa kanya ang message. Iyong merong laging kasama. Habang wala pa ang the real thing, puwede na itong pagtiyagaan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I learned that although it was only a pseudo-relationship, the emotions were real. And usually, in this kind of set up, ang &lt;u&gt;babae lagi ang lugi&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Una, you can't ask him to commit. Since it's not really a relationship, you can't demand commitment from your partner. Ano ba kayo? May K ka nga ba magpasundo ng hatinggabi? You will always be uncertain about your role in his life. You can't expect him to be always there with you. And if you feel jealous of the other girls, you just have to keep it to yourself. Ano ka ba niya para magselos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangalawa, what if you fall deeply in love with him? You can't be sure if he feels the same way. &lt;b&gt;Baka nag-a-assume ka lang na mahal ka rin niya.&lt;/b&gt; Even if you are dying to tell him you love him, you can't. Because you're not sure if he'll like it. Baka mapahiya ka lang. This stage will always make you wonder where you are in the relationship. Or if there is a relationship at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangatlo, what if you become attached too much? What if you have invested all your emotions and this man hasn't? &lt;b&gt;What if you remain faithful to him, not entertaining other guys, only to find out that he is seeing other girls?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pang downside ng pseudo-relationships, it is fleeting. When a disagreement sets in, or when one of you gets cold, then that would be the end of it. Unlike in a serious relationship, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;hindi mo alam kung saan ka lulugar sa isang pseudo-relationship. Wala kang pinanghahawakan. Kasi sa pseudo-relationship, there is no "us." Meron lang "you and me," hindi "us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buti sana kung pseudo-pain din lang ang mararanasan mo. Kaso, hindi eh. Real pain. And usually, kahit tapos na ang pseudo-relationship, hindi mo maiwasan umasang one day, may karugtong pa rin iyun. And you will be miserable, hoping to bring back what you used to have, only to find out eventually that the guy is in another pseudo-relationship with somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang hirap, ano? You agreed to this kind of set up for fun and then you'd end up hurting yourself in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero puwede naman maiwasan ang pain eh. Puwede naman na hindi mo muna isipin ang future and just enjoy the feeling, without thinking of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you are certain that you are going to hurt yourself in the process, kailangan mo mamili. You can be happy and live the moment without worrying what would happen next. Or you can stop settling with pseudo-relationships and wait for the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger and in a pseudo-relationship with an unavailable guy, a friend told me, "Sige, kung ayaw mong magpapigil, bahala ka. Magpakasaya ka. Pero huwag kang iiyak-iyak pagkatapos, dahil tatadyakan kita."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang bottom line lang naman, &lt;b&gt;kung magpapasaya sa iyo, gawin mo. Ihanda mo lang ang sarili mo sa consequence. Dahil ang "parang kayo pero hindi" stage ay bihirang nagiging totoo&lt;/b&gt;. Usually, hanggang doon lang siya… almost, but not quite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-2667915512990729610?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/2667915512990729610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=2667915512990729610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2667915512990729610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2667915512990729610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/11/pseudo-relationship.html' title='Pseudo Relationship??'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-4412626470446239915</id><published>2008-11-07T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T03:50:40.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November Celebrants!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=6&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt; 7 - Katrina Matados&lt;br /&gt;15 - Aljon Saria&lt;br /&gt;17 - Patricia Marie Delos Santos&lt;br /&gt;23 - Leanelyn Gabrino&lt;br /&gt;27 - Jose Roberto Atienza&lt;br /&gt;29 - Rod Mark Elvin San Jose&lt;br /&gt;   - Roan Famela Aranzaso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to drink irresponsibly. HAHA:)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;I Love Ya`ll&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-4412626470446239915?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/4412626470446239915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=4412626470446239915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4412626470446239915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4412626470446239915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-celebrants.html' title='November Celebrants!'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3816990401399505002</id><published>2008-11-03T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:21:34.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh-so-conyo. :))</title><content type='html'>10 rules in speaking like &lt;b&gt;conyo&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thou shall make gamit "&lt;i&gt;make&lt;/i&gt; + &lt;i&gt;pandiwa&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ex.&lt;/span&gt; "Let's make pasok na to our class!"&lt;br /&gt;"Wait lang! I'm making kain pa!"&lt;br /&gt;"Come on na, we can't make hintay anymore! It's in HELE room pa kaya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Thou shall make kalat "&lt;i&gt;noh&lt;/i&gt;", "&lt;i&gt;kaya&lt;/i&gt;", and "&lt;i&gt;eh&lt;/i&gt;" in your pangungusap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ex.&lt;/span&gt; "I don't like to make bilad in the sun kaya. Eh di ba it's like, so init kaya?"&lt;br /&gt;"What, stop nga being maarte noh?"&lt;br /&gt;"Eh as if you want kaya naman also?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When making describe a whatever, always say "&lt;i&gt;It's SO&lt;/i&gt; + &lt;i&gt;pang-uri&lt;/i&gt;" or "&lt;i&gt;It's TODO&lt;/i&gt; + &lt;i&gt;pang-uri&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ex.&lt;/span&gt; "It's so malaki, you know, and todo mainit!"&lt;br /&gt;"I know right? So todo sarap nga, eh!"&lt;br /&gt;"You're making me so inggit naman.. dude, I'll make bili nga kaya my own burger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Make parang punctuation the words "&lt;i&gt;man&lt;/i&gt;", "&lt;i&gt;dude&lt;/i&gt;", &lt;i&gt;'tsong&lt;/i&gt;" or "&lt;i&gt;pare&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ex.&lt;/span&gt; "Dude, Latin is so hirap, pare."&lt;br /&gt;"I know, tsong, I got bagsak nga in quiz one, eh"&lt;br /&gt;"Man, I better stop playing na my computer dude."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Thou shall know you know? I know right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ex.&lt;/span&gt; "My bag is so bigat today, you know"&lt;br /&gt;"I know, right! We have to make dala pa kasi the jumbo Science book eh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Make gawa the plural of pangngalans like in English or Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ex.&lt;/span&gt; "I have so todo many tigyawats, dude!"&lt;br /&gt;"Bad trip dude, so many asos in that street!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Like, when you can make &lt;i&gt;kaya&lt;/i&gt;, always use like. Like, &lt;i&gt;I know kaya right?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ex.&lt;/span&gt; "Like, it's so init naman kaya!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yah! The aircon, it's, like sira kaya!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Make yourself feel so galing by translating the last word of your sentence, you know, your pangungusap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ex.&lt;/span&gt; "Kakainis naman in Town! How plenty tao, you know, people?"&lt;br /&gt;"it's so far nga eh, you know, layo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Make gamit of plenty abbreviations, &lt;i&gt; you know, daglat&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ex.&lt;/span&gt; "It's like so todo traffic sa ATC"&lt;br /&gt;"I know right? It's so kaka!"..."Kaka?"..."Kakaasar!"&lt;br /&gt;"Kaka-Beevs dude, Sants &amp; Gars are absent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Make gamit the &lt;u&gt;pinakamaarte&lt;/u&gt; voice and pronunciation you have para full effect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ex.&lt;/span&gt; "I'm, like, planning to make aral at the Arrhneo!"&lt;br /&gt;"Me naman, I'm todo for Lazzahl!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-3816990401399505002?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3816990401399505002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=3816990401399505002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3816990401399505002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3816990401399505002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-so-conyo.html' title='oh-so-conyo. :))'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-7161380145580496157</id><published>2008-11-02T18:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:16:28.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BINYUNYA KO! hahaha:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SQ5d8-7ztoI/AAAAAAAAAUY/CVYOQggLrHE/s1600-h/woot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SQ5d8-7ztoI/AAAAAAAAAUY/CVYOQggLrHE/s320/woot.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264248316710073986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi nga ni &lt;b&gt;bern&lt;/b&gt;.... &lt;font size=3&gt;BINYUNYA ako sa FRENSTHER&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA =)) &lt;br /&gt;piz ^__^V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-7161380145580496157?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/7161380145580496157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=7161380145580496157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7161380145580496157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7161380145580496157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/11/binyunya-ko-hahaha.html' title='BINYUNYA KO! hahaha:)'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SQ5d8-7ztoI/AAAAAAAAAUY/CVYOQggLrHE/s72-c/woot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3080951267087066475</id><published>2008-10-30T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T19:16:21.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling dejected slash psychological effect. Lol.</title><content type='html'>soobrang depressed ako lately, indi ko alam kun dahil lan ba toh sa toothache ko&lt;br /&gt;o sadyang down na down lan ako nitong mga nkaraang araw. pinagsama-samang &lt;b&gt;selos&lt;/b&gt; + &lt;b&gt;inis&lt;/b&gt; + &lt;b&gt;galit&lt;/b&gt;... plus marami pa. swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selos? kasi si anu. si \m/.. nagpapaka stalker nnman ako sa fs account nya. updated ako lagi, at sobrang pgka masochist ko. (knakarir ko na!) lahat talaga kinakalkal ko. edi ayuun, emo nnman kinalabasan ko. may nakita kasi akong comment sknya nun isang girl, (dko pa lam kun ex nya ba un or whaaaat.) actually, wla namn dpat ika-depressed sa comment nun girl. dun ako naloka sa comment nya sa girl. :((&lt;br /&gt;mejo iniisnab kasi sya nun girl sa comment. then nakita ko, super knukulit nya. wtf! andame nyang comment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung mga "&lt;b&gt;uuuy di na kita matagpuan ahh.&lt;/b&gt;", "&lt;b&gt;uuy paramdam kna man!&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anu bang meron sa girl na yun??&lt;br /&gt;smantalang sken, khit isa wla syang comment. hmmmm, T__T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napapraning nako. :)) sa sobrang pagka loka ko, nag take ako ng online depression test sa &lt;u&gt;www.psychcentral.com&lt;/u&gt; rotfl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SQpZ5XLx0tI/AAAAAAAAAUI/RbkWklunqFo/s1600-h/hjtyj.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SQpZ5XLx0tI/AAAAAAAAAUI/RbkWklunqFo/s320/hjtyj.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263117956546679506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SQpaKyca-aI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/EuWdrKJ1VkQ/s1600-h/ykyuop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SQpaKyca-aI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/EuWdrKJ1VkQ/s320/ykyuop.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263118255922018722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot. indi pala depression, more like &lt;b&gt;psychological effect&lt;/b&gt; lang xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-3080951267087066475?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3080951267087066475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=3080951267087066475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3080951267087066475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3080951267087066475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/10/feeling-dejected-slash-psychological.html' title='feeling dejected slash psychological effect. Lol.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SQpZ5XLx0tI/AAAAAAAAAUI/RbkWklunqFo/s72-c/hjtyj.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3834475859343283620</id><published>2008-10-28T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:08.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>H - 299</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My exhausting, fatiguing, wearying schedule for 2nd semester. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30AM - 1:00PM  Filipino 2&lt;br /&gt;2:30PM - 4:00PM   World Literature&lt;br /&gt;4:00PM - 5:30PM   Management Information System (Lab.)&lt;br /&gt;5:30PM - 7:00PM   Elementary French&lt;br /&gt;7:00PM - 8:30PM   Philosophy of Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:00PM - 4:00PM   Food Management&lt;br /&gt;4:00PM - 8:00PM   Food Management (Lab.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30AM - 1:00PM  Filipino 2&lt;br /&gt;2:30PM - 4:00PM   World Literature&lt;br /&gt;4:00PM - 5:30PM   Management Information System&lt;br /&gt;5:30PM - 7:00PM   Elementary French&lt;br /&gt;7:00PM - 8:30PM   Philosophy of Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:00AM - 1:00PM   P.E. (Team Sports)&lt;br /&gt;2:00PM - 4:00PM    Bakery Science and Cake Decoration&lt;br /&gt;4:00PM - 8:00PM    Bakery Science and Cake Decoration (Lab.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-3834475859343283620?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3834475859343283620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=3834475859343283620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3834475859343283620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3834475859343283620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-devastating-sched-for-2nd-semester.html' title='H - 299'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-4941468975008899041</id><published>2008-10-24T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:17:05.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossipgirl spoiler.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;antagal ipalabas dito sa pinas ng season 2. errr. kaya recall nlan ng season 1 lagi kong nppanood. katamad tuloy.. :((&lt;br /&gt;buti nlan nkita ko s wiki yuung spoiler. weee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Season 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first episode of the second season is set in the Hamptons and is titled "Summer, Kind of Wonderful," a take from the John Hughes' film "Some Kind of Wonderful." The premiere aired on the CW on September 1st with 3.4 million viewers, an impressive number for The CW network. Season 2 is set to have 24 episodes in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also announced that The O.C. alum Willa Holland will be re teaming up with Josh Schwartz and will star in three or more episodes of Season 2, playing Agnes, a 16-year-old model working for Eleanor Waldorf. Her character is set to create havoc for Jenny Humphrey. John Patrick Amedori has also been cast as Aaron Rose, Serena van der Woodsen's new love interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another character that will be added during the second season premiere is Catherine Mason, played by Mädchen Amick. She is an older woman who seduces Nate. She is married and begins having an affair with Nate over the summer, while they are spending time in the Hamptons, on summer vacation. She is the step mother of Blair Waldorf's new love interest, Marcus (guest star Patrick Heusinger). Even though Blair is now with Marcus, a rich English Lord, Chuck regrets losing her over the summer, and tries to win her heart back. He becomes friends with Marcus in order to get to Blair. And despite Chuck having love problems, Serena and Dan decide to get back together, however, Serena wants to keep it a secret, eventually, however, everyone finds out via Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a city-wide blackout Blair "mistakenly" comes close to having sex with Chuck to fulfill her needs, in which Marcus is depriving her of. Once the lights come back on, Marcus walks in on Blair and Chuck. He proceeds to punch Chuck, and storm out of the room. Blair quickly follows saying that he is the one she wants, and not Chuck. Marcus accuses her of only wanting his title, however, he wants her as well. Blair then asks him to prove it, and they are seen making out on the stairs of Blair's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, during the blackout, Serena and Dan were stuck in an elevator, on their way to Blair's party. There, they are forced to discuss the reasons they broke up in the first place. They decide that they are unable to continue their relationship, and break up, once again. Nate is still secretly involved with Catherine but has a hard time juggling his tryst with her and renewing his relationship with Vanessa. Once Catherine learns of this, she orders Vanessa to steer clear from Nate or she'll go forth with information about Nate's father's whereabouts to the FBI. Vanessa backs off, in order to protect Nate but soon learns that Catherine has been involved with Marcus as well. Instead of going to Nate, she confides in Dan and Blair. Blair composes a plan to blackmail Catherine into paying off Nate's dad's debts but it backfires once Vanessa, out of hurt, reveals to Catherine's husband about her infidelity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first week of their Senior year of school, Dan and Serena avoid each other, until Serena sees Dan talking to the new girl, Amanda (guest star Laura-Leigh). Blair and her minions quickly come to the rescue, inviting Amanda to lunch, and leaving Dan without a lunch buddy for the day. Serena feels wrong about trying to keep Amanda and Dan apart, and heads off to find Dan to apologize. Dan, however, blamed Serena for everything, and leaves. During this time Lily goes to Rufus's gallery and he is on his way to a movie and she asks to go with him and he accepts. Later that night Lily comes around to the loft with a bottle of wine and a DVD as she is lonely. Rufus bluntly says that they can't be friends and while talking his girlfriend walks in the door. Lily looks hurt and leaves giving him the bottle of wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena then thinks that it would be a good idea if the three of them went to the club that night. While there, Dan and Amanda begin talking about poetry. Any time Serena tries to add her input, she is proven wrong in what she says and corrected by one of the two. She then decides to go to the bar, and get a drink. There, Blair's friends bring over a guy whom she takes over to the table with her. By this point, Serena is a bit drunk, and she decides she needs yet another drink, and Amanda had gone to the bathroom. Leaving Dan and the new guy alone. Dan gets up and heads to talk to Serena. Serena informs Dan that she can not just turn off loving him, and him having a new girl the first week of school hurt. Dan then says that maybe they'll be better off not being around each other for awhile, and Serena suggests that Dan and Amanda leave. Before Dan and Amanda can leave, though, Blair's friends throw a 'Nairtini' (a liquid that most likely consists of the hair removal product Nair) into Amanda's hair that causes part of it to fall out. While Serena is not at fault, Dan blames Serena for this and storms out, after sparking her jealous and mean side. It is later revealed that this whole scheme was plotted by Chuck, having hired Amanda and setting up the fake relationship to once again return Serena to her reign as Queen of the school. This sudden shift in Serena's behavior is already evident and brings Blair much chagrin, but delights Chuck in his hopes to knock Blair off of her pedestal once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Fashion week on the horizon, Blair knows she can reclaim her throne by helping her minions get in to Eleanor's show. Soon Blair discovers that not only is Serena on the radar with her new socialite friend Poppy Lifton (guest star Tamara Feldman), but Jenny is the shining star at Eleanor's studio. Jenny has not only changed the seating chart that Blair designed, but she's garnered a lot of attention for her work. Blair soon decides to sabotage the show by sending the models home, (which Jenny saves by having the socialite friends of Poppy and Serena model for the show) and even sends Serena down the runway in a dress that Jenny made. As expected, Eleanor is furious to find Jenny's dress on the runway, but Blair soon realizes Jenny is not the enemy and steps up for her. Eleanor receives rave reviews for Jenny's dress. Serena and Blair have an altercation that can best be described as a "you hold me back, I want to be all that I am," to which Blair is not amused. Tensions are high when Blair sees photographers taking photos of Poppy and Serena while they are leaving the show. A subplot of this episode finds Dan attempting to experience life in Chuck's shoes, which leads him to discover a dark secret about Chuck and Bart's relationship. Lily also unearths that Bart has gone to great lengths to assure nothing from her past can destroy their family, which includes a file on Lily's life before her turn as an Upper East Side mother. Rufus and Jenny are also on the outs, due to Jenny's refusal to attend school. She wants to focus on her talent as a designer, much to Rufus' chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny's disagreement with Rufus finally comes to an end when he agrees to spend one day with her at Eleanor's studio before making the final call as to whether she must return to school on Monday. A supposedly accidental run-in with Lily causes the single father to realize that he should let his daughter follow her dreams, because even though he wasn't able to follow his, they are in reach right now for Jenny. With the help of Vanessa, she decides to be home-schooled. Meanwhile, Blair, Serena, Dan, Nate and Chuck visit Yale University to give them a taste of college life there. Although Serena was originally going to visit Brown University, she ditches this plan in order to get even with Blair by impressing the Dean of Yale so much that he invites her to an intimate gathering at his house. In a rage, Blair manipulates her way into the dinner, and the night ends in a girl-on-girl cat fight between the two best friends. Chuck, Dan and Nate all get themselves into trouble with Dan realizing that none of his recommendation letters were ever submitted, Nate being head-hunted because of his father's actions, and Chuck being kidnapped by a group of Skull and Bones members who want to use him to get even with the Archibald family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa uses the picture of Catherine and Marcus on her phone to blackmail Blair into getting signatures for a petition to save a bar in Brooklyn that should be refurbished as a historical landmark. Blair turns the tables by enticing Chuck to seduce Vanessa. However, Chuck realizes that Blair might actually like him and regains control of the situation between them. Meanwhile, Lily and Bart throw an extravagant housewarming party for the sake of gaining attention in the press, but Serena rebelliously speaks out against Lily to reporters, saying that Lily has never been there for her or Eric. Eric, who has a new boyfriend, confirms to Lily that what Serena has said is true; it was Serena who raised him, not Lily. The evening ends in apologies from both mother and daughter to each other. On the same night, Nate moves into Dan's place in Brooklyn after Dan discovers that Nate's house has been seized.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-4941468975008899041?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/4941468975008899041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=4941468975008899041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4941468975008899041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4941468975008899041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/10/gossipgirl-spoiler.html' title='Gossipgirl spoiler.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-201822865851102934</id><published>2008-10-13T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:24:54.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter? Pathetic.</title><content type='html'>sobrang bitter ba? kaya kailangan talagang i-delete pako sa friendster? =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. or baka sa sobrang selos lang ng bago nyang baby kaya ako dnelete. hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-201822865851102934?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/201822865851102934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=201822865851102934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/201822865851102934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/201822865851102934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/10/bitter-pathetic.html' title='Bitter? Pathetic.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-7809155747941007133</id><published>2008-10-09T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T05:44:00.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Migraine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Oo nga pala, hindi nga pala tayo&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang dito lang ako, nangangarap na mapa-sayo&lt;br /&gt;Hindi sinasadya&lt;br /&gt;Na hanapin pa ang lugar ko&lt;br /&gt;Asan nga ba ako? Andiyan pa ba sa iyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahihilo, nalilito&lt;br /&gt;Asan ba ko sayo? Aasa ba ko sayo? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paulit-ulit. Ang Scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date + Movie + HHWW + Sweet txt msgs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;How can I avoid a man, who is so afraid of commitment? :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-7809155747941007133?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/7809155747941007133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=7809155747941007133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7809155747941007133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7809155747941007133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/10/migraine.html' title='Migraine.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-7805641490794364444</id><published>2008-10-01T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T06:35:45.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>newbie sa Multi..Ü</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allownetworking="internal" src="http://images.multiply.com/multiply/horizontal-headshot-badge.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width=300 height=112 wmode="transparent" FLASHVARS="user_id=eunmsg&amp;enc=U2FsdGVkX1-H.5vNtfps-t887HHmasgE5FHAdjPVnVlZVlrGwrQc.goxRImaSEMy-z0n07JZ79E6322mB4YeJw==&amp;env=PROD&amp;base_uri=.com&amp;badge_class=promote"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. got so updated &amp;&amp; most likely &lt;b&gt;addicted&lt;/b&gt; sa multiply dis past few days.. na-impluwensyahan lan ng husto nina gz, ate jonah at ng iba ko pang mga blockmate. lahat ksi sila multi user na. waaaa. ako, mejo nabubulok na sa fs. duhr. kaya yuun, time for a change.. &lt;br /&gt;Boring pa yuun site ko ksi, konti pla yung contacts pati yun comments.. hmmm.. hnihntay  nlang nga namen si bern eh. para kumpleto na msg pati s multi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya'll on Multiply. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-7805641490794364444?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/7805641490794364444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=7805641490794364444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7805641490794364444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7805641490794364444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/10/newbie-sa-multi.html' title='newbie sa Multi..Ü'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-7010883350076675793</id><published>2008-09-28T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T04:12:20.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superstar no more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;hello rainbow! :]&lt;/b&gt; new kiddie look for my blog. not bad ryt?? uh, am into colorful things lately. like my friendster profie.. from stewie (of family guy) to purple love background. I am so lurrvin it:)  &lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since I missed blogging. am gonna make kwento, ramdom things I observed lately.. like bern's counter.. DARN! I soo envy her. 4k+ hits her page? and mine was like 2k+ only. :((  how come people doesn't want to visit my page?? (oww don't mind me really,am just  Over Reacting. Lol.)  I know, that sooner or later.. people will realize how much my blog worth more than bern's  hahahah. &amp;&amp; bern will surely kill me for this. but that is, if she's still here in the phil, but since she's not.. hmmm.. YEY! jk. ^^v &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing, am currently browsing and searching for some kewl place as a venue for my upcoming debut.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are:&lt;br /&gt;Absinth Bar (Greenbelt 3, Makati)&lt;br /&gt;Club Ascend (The Fort, Taguig) &lt;br /&gt;Cuisine (also located at The Fort, Taguig)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so sure about that, still got 3mos.  to search for more:)&lt;br /&gt;(hey! if u got some suggestion or somethin, pleassssee lemme know.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-7010883350076675793?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/7010883350076675793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=7010883350076675793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7010883350076675793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7010883350076675793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/09/superstar-no-more.html' title='Superstar no more!'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-4606784566502046217</id><published>2008-09-10T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T04:39:58.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one tree hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SMexr1QonGI/AAAAAAAAAUA/1sSJTKSeUpM/s1600-h/One_Tree_Hill_title.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SMexr1QonGI/AAAAAAAAAUA/1sSJTKSeUpM/s320/One_Tree_Hill_title.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244355657685572706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para sa mga katulad namen ni Bern na supah One Tree Hill fanatic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Season 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fifth season began airing on January 8, 2008 and concluded on May 19, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four and a half years have passed since High School graduation. Lucas is now coaching the Ravens with the assistance of Skills and is in a relationship with his book editor, Lindsey Strauss (guest star, Michaela Mc Manus), who urges him to write a second novel that will match the success of his first. Nathan and Haley are raising their son Jamie (Jackson Brundage) in Tree Hill, where an accident four months previously left Nathan near-paralyzed and his basketball dreams diminished. Haley is a teacher at Tree Hill High while Mouth is an unemployed sportscaster looking for work. Brooke is undoubtedly the most successful of the group, having turned Clothes Over Bros into a multi-million dollar company, which she is running from New York. Peyton is in Los Angeles working as "the assistant's assistant" at a record company. Feeling undervalued and disrespected, she quits and after talking on the phone, she and Brooke realize that they will never be as happy as they were in Tree Hill so they return home together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Tree Hill, Brooke opens a Clothes Over Bros store in place of Karen's Café (Karen and Lily having left Tree Hill to travel the world) and buys a new house for herself and Peyton. Her company CEO is later revealed to be her over-controlling, cold-hearted mother Victoria, (guest-star Daphne Zuniga) who comes to Tree Hill and tries to get things back under her control, undermining Brooke and her friends. Brooke begins dating TRIC bartender Owen (guest star Joe Manganiello), and takes him to New York where they stumble upon Rachel who has taken an overdose in Brooke's apartment. After Victoria forced Brooke to fire her from her job as a Clothes Over Bros model, Rachel's drug woes spiraled out of control. After Owen revives her and Brooke takes her back to Tree Hill, Rachel begins to get her life back on track, but Victoria lashes out at her and Rachel leaves for parts unknown with Brooke's money. When she learns that Victoria was responsible for Rachel's departure, Brooke fires her - both as her CEO and her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peyton starts her own record label, funded by Brooke, and finds her first artist Mia Catallano (guest star, Kate Voegele) in a group with a cocky lead singer named Jason (guest star, Kevin Federline) whom she fires over his attitude problem. Peyton soon turns Mia into a star and is then approached by Haley, who has decided to make a comeback in music. Meanwhile, Peyton also struggles with her feelings for Lucas, creating some animosity between her and Lindsey, who is revealed to have become Lucas' editor the day after he and Peyton broke up when she turned down his proposal three years earlier. After Lucas and Peyton inevitably kiss, he and Lindsey get engaged and Peyton tells Lucas that she will sacrifice her love for him to be a good friend, just as Keith did for Karen all those years ago. Peyton and Lindsey also bury the hatchet but Peyton finds it difficult to watch as Lucas and Lindsey prepare to marry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mouth finally finds himself a job in the archiving department at a local TV station. He begins an unexpected affair with his boss, Alice (guest star, Kelly Collins Lintz) which kick-starts his career but he begins to feel bad about it and starts dating Brooke's assistant Millicent Huxtable (guest star Lisa Goldstein), so Alice fires him. However, he manages to keep his job when at the last minute another office affair involving Alice is exposed, as she was sleeping with several other employees. He is given an on air position but loses it after refusing to air Lucas' blow-up. His relationship with Millicent goes from strength to strength when she moves in with him, Skills, Junk and Fergie. Tim and Bevin are revealed to have married and had a son, Nathan, together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan gets his life back on track, realizing that he is at risk of losing Haley and Jamie if he continues drinking himself into oblivion. He becomes a mentor to Quentin Fields (guest star, Robbie Jones) a Raven and troublesome student of Haley's while Haley hires a nanny named Carrie (guest star, Torrey De Vitto) for Jamie, though Carrie is soon revealed to be psychotic - she tries to seduce Nathan and claim him and Jamie for herself. When Carrie climbs into the shower with Nathan, he does nothing to stop her, believing her to be Haley. When Haley catches them together, she throws them both out and after Jamie almost drowns while Nathan and Haley are arguing, Haley tells Nathan that she wants a divorce. After serving five years in prison for Keith's murder, Dan is released on parole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the show's one hundredth episode, Lucas and Lindsey's wedding day dawns. Karen and Lily return for the occasion with Andy, who has begun seeing Karen again. Haley confronts Lucas about the copy of his second novel, which he gave her to read - she believes it to be a story about his love for Peyton, though Lucas denies this. Dan shows up at the church but is turned away by Haley, who continues to give Nathan the cold shoulder as he dreams of a reconciliation. At the altar, Lucas makes his vows and Peyton is devastated as she watches on from the congregation, but as Lindsey is making her vows, she makes the same realization as Haley - that Lucas' story is about his love for Peyton. Because of this, Lindsey leaves Lucas at the altar and Brooke later reveals to Peyton her desire to start a family. Before they can discuss this any further, Mouth and Millicent arrive with the news that Jamie has been abducted. After his earlier appearance, everyone believes Dan to have taken Jamie, though his captor is revealed to be Carrie, who is followed by Dan. He threatens to kill her if she ever comes near his family again and later returns Jamie to a relieved Nathan and Haley. Everyone is horrified when Dan shows up at the house, this being the first time many have seen him since he was convicted for Keith's murder five years previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four weeks pass and after marriage counseling, Nathan and Haley reunite, hiring Deb to be Jamie's new nanny and bringing their family back together. Nathan decides he wants to make a comeback in basketball, while Peyton agrees to record an album with Haley and Deb and Skills sleep together after meeting online, unaware of who the other person was. Dan tries to become a part of Jamie's life, though Nathan, Haley and Deb forbid it, causing Dan to reveal that he is dying of HCM and wants to use the six months he has left to make amends with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke begins to work on having her own family, announcing that she wants to have a baby. Turned down for adoption, she is given temporary custody of Angie, a little girl from a foreign country who is in the US for special surgery, leading Owen to break up with her, using his good friend Chase, Brooke's Clean Teen ex, as the messenger. Through her struggles with being a mother and taking care of the baby, she gets closer to Lucas and is relieved that Angie's surgery is a success. Lucas convinces Lindsey to continue her work on editing his novel, hoping that this will bring them back together, though Lindsey insists to Lucas that she has moved on and is now seeing someone else. As a result, an enraged Lucas attacks a player at one of the games, getting himself suspended from coaching, before drowning his sorrows at TRIC and telling Peyton he hates her and she ruined his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the season finale, Brooke is heartbroken when she must send Angie home and turns to Lucas for support. After a week of binge-drinking, Lucas decides he needs to make some important choices about his future while Peyton tries to deal with Lucas' revelation that he hates her. Lucas visits Peyton and tells her that this is not the case; its just difficult for him to see her again after all this time. Lindsey returns to give Lucas the finished copy of his novel and to say goodbye. She later leaves him a message, informing him that she is not seeing anyone and that she misses him everyday. With Millicent's support, Mouth quits his job and appears to be contemplating a transfer to Omaha. Skills and Deb continue their clandestine relationship while Nathan and Haley are pleased when Jamie overcomes his fear of going back in the pool after his near-drowning experience there. Dan contemplates killing Reverend Carter, the critically ill man who is ahead of him on the waiting list for a heart transplant, but later decides not to for Jamie's sake. Nature takes its course and the reverend passes away. Dan is overjoyed but is ironically knocked down by a car moments before his bleeper goes off to tell him he is ready for his transplant. Nathan and Haley both celebrate comebacks in their respective fields of basketball and music when he scores against Quentin and she records her new song. At the airport, Lucas makes a phone call. Brooke (waiting for a call about Angie), Peyton (waiting for a call about her mother) and Lindsey (waiting for a business call) simultaneously answer their phones and Lucas tells the girl on the receiving end that he has two tickets to Las Vegas and invites her, to come with him tonight and get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Season 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On March 3, 2008 The CW announced that One Tree Hill will be renewed for a sixth season. The new season started airing on September 1, 2008 on Mondays at 9/8c following Gossip Girl. Although season 5 is currently still airing, E4 (the UK broadcaster of One Tree Hill) has confirmed that Season 6 will be shown on their channel but not until early 2009. In the season premiere on September 1, 2008 it is revealed that Lucas called and asked Peyton to come to the airport and go to Las Vegas with him to get married. Finding the Las Vegas wedding idea to be too tacky, Lucas and Peyton leave and Peyton brings him back to the hotel room where Lucas had originally proposed years before. He proposes to her again and she accepts before he can officially ask. They move in together.&lt;br /&gt;Mouth accepts the job in Omaha and leaves together with Millicent.&lt;br /&gt;Nathan becomes more peeved with his mother over her online relationship, who we know is in fact with Skills, as their relationship becomes more serious, even after Jamie sees them kiss. Dan, who was badly wounded in the Season 5 finale after being hit by a car, was transported to the hospital as a John Doe and brought back to stable condition. Nanny Carrie, having returned to Tree Hill, is the one who hit Dan with her car. She is keeping him locked inside a room in her house, torturing him through lack of morphine, etc, as revenge for keeping her away from Jamie, who she has vowed to get back. Her plan is to kill Dan and convince everyone he is the one who will abduct Jamie, but since Dan is dead without a new heart anyway, she furiously discovers her plan will not work.&lt;br /&gt;Brooke's mother is trying to take her company from her, which legally she may be able to do. Brooke becomes infuriated and decides to take on her mother in the court system. Brooke has locked all the sketches for her new designs in her drawer, but upon trying to leave the store, she is attacked by a masked figure and is badly beaten, something she hides from everyone but Deb.&lt;br /&gt;Around the same time, Quentin Fields, who has been key in Nathan's basketball comeback and has begun to bond more with all the major characters as a player and student with potential, is shot and killed. He enters a gas station and attempts to pay, but upon glancing past the man standing at the cash register, sees a bloodied man dead on the ground. He realizes that the man at the cash register has just killed the man on the ground, who is probably the cashier, and becomes frightened. The killer raises his gun, and the scene cuts to Brooke learning to shoot a gun with Deb in a shooting range. The scene cuts again to Lucas and Peyton lying in bed. Lucas receives a phone call, and it is confirmed that Quentin was killed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-4606784566502046217?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/4606784566502046217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=4606784566502046217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4606784566502046217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4606784566502046217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-tree-hill.html' title='one tree hill'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SMexr1QonGI/AAAAAAAAAUA/1sSJTKSeUpM/s72-c/One_Tree_Hill_title.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3630398615916752960</id><published>2008-08-27T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:00:41.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stewie&lt;33</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SLYGsXnNx1I/AAAAAAAAATw/yP6x2EPUfKU/s1600-h/stewie.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SLYGsXnNx1I/AAAAAAAAATw/yP6x2EPUfKU/s320/stewie.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239382575814657874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How many talking babies do you know bent on world domination and matricide? We'd rather only know one, Stewie Griffin. From week to week he's always try to kill Lois, fighting with Brian, and deal with his farily newfound homosexuality. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stewie: Uh you've reached stewie and brian, we're not here right now, uh and if this is mom, uh send money because we're college students and we need money for books...and highlighters...and.... ramen noodles...and condoms, for sexual relations with our classmates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stewie: Hello, mother. I come bearing a gift. I'll give you a hint. It's in my diaper and it's not a toaster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stewie: Damn, must have pulled something playing hoops last week. (Goes to flashback of Stewie playing basketball.)&lt;br /&gt;Stewie: I know you ain't puttin that rock up from here, cause you ain't got no J! (Stewie trips basketball player)&lt;br /&gt;Baskeball player: Yo man, that's trippin!&lt;br /&gt;Stewie: Brotha please, you're the one who's trippin'! Now go on! Cry home to your momma! She waitin' for ya!&lt;br /&gt;Basketball player: Now don't make me stick my size thirteens up yo narrow ass!&lt;br /&gt;Stewie: Oh, sweet! Bring it on bitch! Now how you gonna act?! (Basketball player walks away.) Jeeze! Bringin that trash in here. Dis is my house!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: You are the weakest link, goodbye. (laughter) &lt;br /&gt;Stewie: Ha ha ha! Oh gosh that's funny! That's really funny! Do you write your own material? Do you? Because that is so fresh. You are the weakest link goodbye. You know, I've, I've never heard anyone make that joke before. Hmm. You're the first. I've never heard anyone reference, reference that outside the program before. Because that's what she says on the show right? Isn't it? You are the weakest link goodbye. And, and yet you've taken that and used it out of context to insult me in this everyday situation. God what a clever, smart girl you must be, to come up with a joke like that all by yourself. That's so fresh too. Any, any Titanic jokes you want to throw at me too as long as we're hitting these phenomena at the height of their popularity. God you're so funny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lois: I'm gonna go get some oranges Stewie. Here, hold the rest of these bags for mommy."&lt;br /&gt;Stewie: Oh, what brilliant parenting Lois. Leave a tiny infant with a plastic bag. You know I might asphyxiate myself just to teach you a lesson. Here I go. Just like that boy from INXS..(Stewie tries to put bag over top of his head.) &lt;br /&gt;Stewie: I'm going to do it! (Tries to put bag over left side of his head then climbs into it and tries pulling it over his head.)&lt;br /&gt;Stewie: BLAST! Good Lord Lois, either I was a c-section, or you're Wonder Woman! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg: Everybody! Guess what I am?&lt;br /&gt;Stewie: Hm, the end result of a drunken back-seat grope-fest and a broken prophylactic? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stewie: I was under the impression the name of the show was "Kids Say the Darndest Things," not "Old Black Comedians Never Shut the Hell Up." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stewie: Oh hey lady. Hey, what's going on? How are you? Yeah, oh it's just me, Stewie, just being myself, ah yeah. Oh, oh well this here? Oh, it's just my package, yeah just ah just ah my package, God delivered it I signed for it the world keeps on spinnin', yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-3630398615916752960?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3630398615916752960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=3630398615916752960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3630398615916752960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3630398615916752960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/08/stewie33.html' title='stewie&lt;33'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SLYGsXnNx1I/AAAAAAAAATw/yP6x2EPUfKU/s72-c/stewie.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-4462420913912484733</id><published>2008-07-26T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T01:12:11.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wants.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;DESIRES.&lt;/b&gt; I`ma save a lot of penny i guess, for me to have all these.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bloody&lt;/b&gt; red skinny jeans. (and yess it must be bloody red!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2GB&lt;/u&gt; USB memory stick (any brand will do. i just need it. for my school work)&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl DVD &lt;b&gt;season 1-5&lt;/b&gt; (its my Wednesday sickness but since f.ckin ETC change ONCE AGAIN the time slot, all i can watch is the season 5 of one tree hill. :| that's why maybe i should buy nlan dvd, for gossip girl marathon every wed &amp; sat. KEWL!)&lt;br /&gt;CIHM shirt (ooh my. i don't really want to have this, but our bar management prof required us to wear it every Fridays , supposed to be WASH DAY.)&lt;br /&gt;PINK &amp; &lt;s&gt;PURPLE&lt;/s&gt; over size ribbon headband (its my latest investment, pretty weird `coz i don't use it. hahaha! i just love to put it on the top of my mirror)&lt;br /&gt;Little Miss Chef tee (i dunno where to buy it, i just saw `tis girl in lyce wearing it. waaa. its so cute)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-4462420913912484733?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/4462420913912484733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=4462420913912484733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4462420913912484733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4462420913912484733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/07/wants.html' title='wants.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-8310640024401524867</id><published>2008-07-26T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T01:10:23.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that necklace</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;That Necklace :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SIv70BK0GSI/AAAAAAAAATg/yj6-HEWehh4/s1600-h/creepy002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SIv70BK0GSI/AAAAAAAAATg/yj6-HEWehh4/s320/creepy002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227548663579154722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing &amp; checking out my jewelry box, `coz ate jonna wants me to bring stud &lt;br /&gt;earrings for her, and then ayun.. i just saw that necklace inside the box. It was&lt;br /&gt;nestor's 3rd monthsary gift to me.  (december 09, 2006) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang funny pa nga ksi gift ko sknya nun necklace din, its a brown the bead shop necklace, &lt;br /&gt;light bulb yun pendant, na may spag noodle inside wit his name written on it:)&lt;br /&gt;ancute! kso.. di nya masyado na-appreciate nun yun name nya. (dapat daw ksi name ko nlan)&lt;br /&gt;eh, knowing him that time, alam ko mhihiya lan sya isuot yun pag name ko nklgay. yun pla,&lt;br /&gt;wow mali ako! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa loob pa ng movie haus kami nagbigayan ng gift,(we watched "Wag kang lilingon")&lt;br /&gt;Dahil clumsy ako, (in born na!)&lt;br /&gt;nahulog pa s kmay ko yun bigay nya, =)) galit na galit saken. muntikan na nyang indi makita.&lt;br /&gt;nsa ilalim lan pla ng upuan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nun bnigay ko naman yun pra sknya, nagulat ako.. ksi may suot na rin syang kwintas&lt;br /&gt;na super katulad nun gift ko. yun naman pla sa big bro nya yun.. ksi may name na "RALPH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dko msyado nasusuot yun necklace, ksi may allergy ako sa kahit na anung necklace. fake man&lt;br /&gt;or real. :| that's why i just tend to use it as a bracelet nlan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, sira pla yun lock nyan. nasira ni ivan (classmate ko). grr! ang harot harot ksi nun ni&lt;br /&gt;ivan.. masyadong energetic that time. nagulat nlan ako ng bglang napiktal yun necklace slash&lt;br /&gt;bracelet ko.. hahaha! hanggang naun indi pa alam ni nestor yun ngyare :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naalala ko, hnhanap nya skin yun. bakit daw dko manlang snsuot. haha. dko alam issgot ko nun ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-8310640024401524867?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/8310640024401524867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=8310640024401524867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8310640024401524867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been the longest winter without you &lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where to turn to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;See somehow I can't forget you &lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going coming thought I heard a knock &lt;br /&gt;Who's there no one &lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I deserve it &lt;br /&gt;Now I realize that I really didn't know &lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice you mean everything &lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again &lt;br /&gt;All I know is &lt;b&gt;I'ma be okay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you &lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too &lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time &lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to &lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I could I turn on the TV &lt;br /&gt;When there's something there to remind me &lt;br /&gt;Was it all that easy &lt;br /&gt;To just put aside your feelings &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm dreaming don't wanna let &lt;br /&gt;Hurt my feelings &lt;br /&gt;but that's the path &lt;br /&gt;I believe in &lt;br /&gt;And &lt;b&gt;I know that time will heal it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice &lt;br /&gt;boy you meant everything &lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again &lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'ma be okay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there's no more you and me &lt;br /&gt;It's time I let you go &lt;br /&gt;So I can be free &lt;br /&gt;And live my life how it should be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;No matter how hard it is I'll &lt;br /&gt;be fine without you &lt;br /&gt;Yes I will.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-5667173782744756299?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5667173782744756299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=5667173782744756299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5667173782744756299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5667173782744756299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/07/better-in-time.html' title='better in time'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-8325905867260694806</id><published>2008-07-10T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T02:01:45.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the fly boy encounter</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;the fly boy encounter -__-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, nagkita (actually, nagkasalubong lang. medyo o.a. lang ako) na kame sa lyce.&lt;br /&gt;last tuesday, medyo sinuswerte ako ksi nka bar uniform kame nun., not-so-chaka, kesa naka regular school uniform ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganito yun eh, papasok na kme ni gz, galing sa parking lot, time na ksi eh. ayuun sa hallway ng bookstore. ganer, malayo palang natanaw ko na sya, and i was like "&lt;i&gt;ayy, t*ngina, t*ngina..&lt;/i&gt;" sooper na-shock. walang ibang lumalabas sa bibig ko kundi puro bad words =)) wala eh, gulat tlga. dahil nag hysterical agad ako, nakita nrin ni gz,atras agad kame. mega ayos ang drama namen.. ksi nga haggard nako,. pati si gz, natataranta na saken. konting ayos ng buhok, paypay tapos yun go na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nauna si gz saken, pero ksunod lan din ako.. halos mgka stiff neck nako kkalingon sa opposite side, wak lang kame magkatinginan. (obviously, ang ARTE ko. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun nagkasalubong na, pagkalagpas na pagkalagpas nya saken.. biglang *BOG!* shit!  kamalasan talaga, nauntog lang naman ako sa pinto ng bookstore. eksena pako dun eh, wish ko lan indi nya nakita yon. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang antagal nun ngyre pero kun tutuusin, halos 5seconds lan ata yon. &lt;br /&gt;auto replay sa utak ko lahat ng ngyare the whole day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then kanina, nakita rin sya ni gz, like omg! my fly boy narin every thursday! wtf. ang alam ko ksi every tuesday &amp; friday lan my possibility na magkita kame. tapos malalaman ko present nrin pla cia s lyce every thursday. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school girl/elementary teacher pa naman ang look ko every thursday. tsk, tsk.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm, nakita ko nnman cia, last friday! mas matagal na encounter this time. so, kun ikkwento ang bawat fly boy encounter dito.. hahaha.. ganer,  indi ko na ata online journal to' :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-8325905867260694806?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/8325905867260694806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=8325905867260694806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8325905867260694806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8325905867260694806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/07/fly-boy-encounter.html' title='the fly boy encounter'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-5846402830776922811</id><published>2008-07-07T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T03:19:45.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cooking class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Cooking Class :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SHHtbcXwD_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/Ju79SpHqHj4/s1600-h/creepy009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SHHtbcXwD_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/Ju79SpHqHj4/s320/creepy009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220214498827177970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SHHtUwn_6UI/AAAAAAAAATI/Ux_jytZwF6M/s1600-h/DSC02398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SHHtUwn_6UI/AAAAAAAAATI/Ux_jytZwF6M/s320/DSC02398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220214384004950338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SHHtN8IlPqI/AAAAAAAAATA/r1oh0DNFQAM/s1600-h/creepy006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SHHtN8IlPqI/AAAAAAAAATA/r1oh0DNFQAM/s320/creepy006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220214266835320482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SHHtGEl8L1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/n34L94iwZek/s1600-h/eryyyyyyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SHHtGEl8L1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/n34L94iwZek/s320/eryyyyyyy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220214131666988882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SHHs8ZhjsqI/AAAAAAAAASw/3K77fyqfCYk/s1600-h/creepy003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SHHs8ZhjsqI/AAAAAAAAASw/3K77fyqfCYk/s320/creepy003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220213965487059618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-5846402830776922811?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5846402830776922811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=5846402830776922811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5846402830776922811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5846402830776922811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/07/cooking-class.html' title='cooking class'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SHHtbcXwD_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/Ju79SpHqHj4/s72-c/creepy009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-5334638287745900767</id><published>2008-07-04T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T19:10:23.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JERK!</title><content type='html'>"&lt;b&gt;Mag break na tau, nagsasayang ka lang ng panahon saken. wla rin naman ngyayari e. at saka busy ako sa skul.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;msaya lang kc aq ng nagiisa, naisip q n mas maganda kung mkkhanap ka ng iba, pra nrin my mg alaga sau&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;sana sumaya ka sa iba:)&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you listen pooface, you break up wit me because (1.)you're too BUSY in school? BOOHOO! tell me something i don't know. (2.)walang nangyayari? hmmm, we both know that i'm willing to fix things when classes are back, but do you let me to?    (3.)you're happy being ALONE? and where the hell did you get that pathetic reason? you ain't foolin nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are oh-so-right na mas maganda kung makakahanap ako ng IBA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone who will NOT take me for granted, someone who will TRULY love me, and someone who will take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you actually think that am gonna beg you to stay? keep dreamin @sshole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; i remember when my heart broke, i remember when i gave up loving you, MY HEART COULDN'T TAKE NO MORE OF YOU, i was sad and lonely.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAYONARA ANGEL FACE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be fine without you &amp;&amp; that's for sure :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-5334638287745900767?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-4276661723704189166</id><published>2008-06-29T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T01:28:32.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>online shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i am so fond of online shopping lately..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say online shopping is for lazy people. hmm, NOT REALLY. lol :))&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, its just so tiring walking ang browsing around the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;online shopping made it easy for us. aren't you glad about that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for flip-flops lovers out there, this multiply site suits for ya'll&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://havaianaschenoy.multiply.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for blingy lovers naman, chynna ortaleza's multiply site is for ya'll&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://stellar01.multiply.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and do check out this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://profiles.friendster.com/65741672&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want some mini monsters. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-4276661723704189166?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/4276661723704189166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=4276661723704189166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4276661723704189166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4276661723704189166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/06/online-shopping.html' title='online shopping'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-501990966066520375</id><published>2008-06-23T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:10:53.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>byooki desu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;watashiwa byooki desu ne :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am sick, really sick. damn sick.&lt;br /&gt;i can't eat anything except noodles. my head hurts like hell. i can't barely move a lot. that's why i really can't update my blog and my friendster account so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try checking my online accounts maybe next week [hopefully,] am feeling good na that time. :) xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-501990966066520375?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/501990966066520375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=501990966066520375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/501990966066520375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/501990966066520375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/06/byooki-desu.html' title='byooki desu.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-2138471598099869530</id><published>2008-06-18T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T19:23:19.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of class slash major DISASTER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;1st Day of class slash major DISASTER [read it:disaster] &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. late nako natulog nun sunday kaya nun nag alarm yun ipod ko ng 5.30, errm, natulog ulit ako. hahaha! so, ayun yun lola ko, nun nakita ako nag hysterical lan aman. ginising ako ng bonggang bongga. :)) 6am na nun nagising ako, rush na talaga. 7am time ko haha. naligo. kumaen ng bfast. nagayos. kinausap si mommy sa fone ng almost 10minutes. kmusta naman miss na agad ako ng mommy ko. &lt;br /&gt;after nun, go na! haha. warm up ata sken yung super habang lakaran mkpag abang lang ng bus. e duh! mga 10mins. nko nghihintay wla pren. so no choice. lakad mode. hanggang taft. then jeep. err.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super init na nun. waa. haggard na. mejo natataranta. isang galaw ko lan, ntanggal yung isang hikaw ko. ampf. haha. sa sobrang inis ko, tnanggal ko nrin yun isa. amoy usok na, gulo ang buhok. PANET for short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, sh*t. pag dating ko ng school. wtf. 2nd bell na. LATE! huhuhu. &lt;u&gt;1st day, 1st subject. LATE!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;buti nlan walang fly boy every monday. kundi. errm, dko na alam gagawin ko pag naispotan ako nun,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ng 1st class, vacant ko ng 3hrs. kamusta nman, walang ksing habang vacant =))&lt;br /&gt;dinalaw agad kame ni bern msg direcho mags right after ng speech class nina gz. &lt;br /&gt;yea nomu again :) dun lan ako ngenjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-2138471598099869530?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/2138471598099869530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=2138471598099869530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2138471598099869530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2138471598099869530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/06/1st-day-of-class-slash-major-disaster.html' title='1st day of class slash major DISASTER.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-6183711226912957134</id><published>2008-06-05T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:09:11.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fly na fly -_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SEjZ7nXh-AI/AAAAAAAAASg/B6DQ5ityZ2w/s1600-h/gyugyugyu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SEjZ7nXh-AI/AAAAAAAAASg/B6DQ5ityZ2w/s320/gyugyugyu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208652587257165826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NAH! he's too fly for me nga :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. kya yan, lumipad na. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at dahil inggitera akoo. &lt;br /&gt;ako rin, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SEjaXXXh-BI/AAAAAAAAASo/Wj7cQAKFIEg/s1600-h/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SEjaXXXh-BI/AAAAAAAAASo/Wj7cQAKFIEg/s320/angel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208653063998535698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-6183711226912957134?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/6183711226912957134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=6183711226912957134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6183711226912957134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6183711226912957134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/06/fly-na-fly.html' title='fly na fly -_-'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SEjZ7nXh-AI/AAAAAAAAASg/B6DQ5ityZ2w/s72-c/gyugyugyu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-4270998269866718975</id><published>2008-05-28T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:12:53.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>^__^</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/killmissy/?action=view&amp;current=happy_birthday.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/killmissy/happy_birthday.png" border="0" alt="happy b-day"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to GZ MSG :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY HAPPY BEERDAY GARL!&lt;/b&gt; more birthdays to come. uber thanks sa lahat.  bawal mgbago. stay bubbly &amp;&amp; purrfectly stunning. you're one of the best garl friend ever! MSG FOREVER! i love you garl. dito lan kame for you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-4270998269866718975?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/4270998269866718975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=4270998269866718975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4270998269866718975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4270998269866718975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/05/cheers-to-celebrants.html' title='^__^'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3986706663163598587</id><published>2008-05-21T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T16:48:55.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh c'mon @_@</title><content type='html'>Full name of your recent ex - eunice dela rosa | Nickname - eun kapal | Your ex’s birthday? - nov 1 ata devil | Where does your ex live? - movie hawz wer the magic happends... tsup!! tsup!! :) | How many siblings does your ex have? - ewan ko dun 22o ung mga cnabi nya hahaha /gg | How did you meet? - | Where? - malpit sa c.r ng rob,, alam na??? uhhmmm... | When did you meet? - march ata hahahaha.. | Where was your first date? - rob c.r ulet bwahahahaha... | Do you still love your ex? - hu cares hahahahaha... | Do you want your ex back? -super doooper nooooooooooo... | What’s your ex’s favourite color? - pink ata halay hahahaha | Favorite sport? - badminton hlay indi nman pumapayat hahahaha... | Food? - dunno. | Favorite past time? - lambingin aq maige yuck!!!!!! | Does your ex smoke? - mukhang pugon nga yan eh hahaha... | When was the last time you talked? - ewan ko tawag ng twag dang kulet haiz... | Does your ex drink? - mukhang alak nga un lalo na pag bad 3p iyakin bhwahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;- LIKE DUH! i don't give a damn. you jerk! &lt;br /&gt;as if i care?!! go on, tell your own patheticrappyuck stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're such a waste. get a life. ,,i,,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-6041663442823377075</id><published>2008-05-18T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T04:02:11.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this'll gonna be my sched for the whole 1st semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;7:00-8:30am Filipino&lt;br /&gt;11:30-3:30pm Fundamentals of cooking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;10:00-1:00pm Bar management&lt;br /&gt;2:30-4:00pm Business Math &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;7:00-8:30am Filipino&lt;br /&gt;11:30-1:30pm Fundamentals of Cooking&lt;br /&gt;3:00-5:00pm P.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;10:00-12:00pm Bar management&lt;br /&gt;2:30-4:00 Business Math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;8:00am-5:00pm NSTP 02&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-6041663442823377075?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/6041663442823377075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=6041663442823377075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6041663442823377075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6041663442823377075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/05/thisll-gonna-be-my-sched-for-whole-1st.html' title='this&apos;ll gonna be my sched for the whole 1st semester'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-6939952611118120569</id><published>2008-05-14T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T05:36:51.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>got this one from myspace</title><content type='html'>Name 7 things in your bag:&lt;br /&gt;- wallet; iPod; phone; raspberry fantasy perfume;&lt;br /&gt;powder; pen; book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 6 things you do when you're&lt;br /&gt;really stressed/depressed:&lt;br /&gt;- sleep all day long; eat and eat and eat. haha!; &lt;br /&gt;cry my heart out; go out wit my friends; surf the net;&lt;br /&gt;read some teen-fiction pocket books:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 5 favorite fruits/flavor:&lt;br /&gt;- strawberry; cherry; mango; peach;&lt;br /&gt;apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you are wearing right&lt;br /&gt;now:&lt;br /&gt;- tee; white shorts; earrings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;s&gt; di nagttxt si sweetie:(&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your phone?&lt;br /&gt;.. nsa tsukue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;.. in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you get the shirt you're wearing&lt;br /&gt;.. in my closet probably.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;.. yummy fried dumpling in paotsin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;..manay po 2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last feel a tree with&lt;br /&gt;your bare hand?&lt;br /&gt;.. can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing this morning at&lt;br /&gt;8am?&lt;br /&gt;..on my way to schoool.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any plans for Friday night?&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;s&gt;telebabad lan siguro wit my sweetie:)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you are excited about?&lt;br /&gt;.. jolie's debut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe your key chains.&lt;br /&gt;..lanyard + my school i.d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;..aranzaso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;.. sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gotten naked at a party?&lt;br /&gt;.. nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you miss?&lt;br /&gt;.. msg girls and bratz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you named after a grandparent?&lt;br /&gt;.. nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you?&lt;br /&gt;.. my family, my real friends,&lt;s&gt; my sweetie.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken a rib?&lt;br /&gt;.. nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather be a girl or a guy?&lt;br /&gt;.. any of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the most spoiled person you&lt;br /&gt;know?&lt;br /&gt;.. mee.! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather have a million&lt;br /&gt;dollars or true love?&lt;br /&gt;.. can i have both? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-6939952611118120569?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/6939952611118120569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=6939952611118120569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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sensei yuri ay sumama sa &lt;b&gt;hong kong trip&lt;/b&gt; ng college of international relations, 3 meetings kameng walang class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na lahat ng big bro koo dun. pati nriin si sensei. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habang kasalukuyan naman akong nge-enjoy sa speech class ko, wit my forever seat mate &lt;u&gt;kuya hansen&lt;/u&gt;. ang daldal daldal ksi ni kuya, minsan pa nga &lt;i&gt;honey&lt;/i&gt; pa ang tawag sken :D wahahah. then, sa lesson naman.. lagi kame sa speech lab. puro practice ng pronounciation lan gngwa namen, so di cia masyadong boring unlike sa regular lecture. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-5909603123039791275?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5909603123039791275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=5909603123039791275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5909603123039791275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5909603123039791275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/05/miss-ko-na-mga-kuya-ko-sa-nihongo-class.html' title='miss ko na mga kuya ko sa nihongo class :('/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3811466253517086203</id><published>2008-05-04T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:37:59.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening ability test:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SB1zz3ZDDBI/AAAAAAAAASI/k5KW95g4QlQ/s1600-h/creepy003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SB1zz3ZDDBI/AAAAAAAAASI/k5KW95g4QlQ/s320/creepy003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196436879934950418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;drawing namen ni kuya hansen sa speech class ^_^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang may 2 correction kame :( &lt;u&gt;VERY GOOD&lt;/u&gt; sana kame.. ayuun good nalang!&lt;br /&gt;haha, pero okay lang atleast ahead kame sa other classmates namen ksi sila puro excellent [means more than 2 corrections. wahah] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mejo comedy nga lang yung drawing nameng yan. hahaha! kahit kame ni kuya, di namen ma-identify kun si humpy dumpy ba yan o isa syang clown?! tutal naman indi sa itsura ng drawing nagkakatalo eh, nasa pag sunod lang ng instruction yuun. wee:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means, kuya hansen &amp; I are GOOD LISTENER! iyyea! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-3811466253517086203?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3811466253517086203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=3811466253517086203&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3811466253517086203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3811466253517086203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/05/listening-ability-test.html' title='Listening ability test:)'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/SB1zz3ZDDBI/AAAAAAAAASI/k5KW95g4QlQ/s72-c/creepy003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-5930272886816568915</id><published>2008-04-25T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T05:11:13.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how to get over a guy who doesn't liked you.</title><content type='html'>Up-front rejection is no easy thing to overcome. You were hurt but its time to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Realize that just because he doesn't like you doesn't mean you're unlikable. If you two were a good match, wouldn't he be smart enough to recognize it, too? If he can't see how great you two could've been together (like you did) then he's too short-sighted for you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; 2. Move on! There are other fish in the sea, and there are guys out there who will want to get to know you better and see how things unfold. Don't waste your time brooding over someone who isn't into you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   3. Be glad he didn't lead you on. Some guys will pretend they like a girl because they don't have the guts to tell them the truth. It could've ended much worse. You might have a little heartache now, but at least you didn't get your heart broken and stomped on.&lt;br /&gt;   4. Think about all the things you didn't like about him. Maybe you just started to like the fantasy of being with him. If you thought he liked you and he didn't, you obviously don't know him that well, and the person you thought you liked doesn't really exist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just get over him &amp;&amp; let go of what you know you shouldn't have. Especially if he did you wrong. You know you can but you just can't let go of what you guys used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * You can always just cry and get it all out of your system so you don't have to worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;    * Remember that there are millions of other guys out there.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; * Don't be mad at yourself if a guy ever turns you down. There always is a reason for something happening. You might never figure it out though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Accept that you're still attracted to that guy, but try to become interested in other guys.&lt;br /&gt;    * Chocolate is good, but don't overdo it.&lt;br /&gt;    * You have to try to stay optimistic.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;   * Try to avoid spending time with him if possible. It's harder to get over someone you're always thinking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Know that there is someone perfect out there for you, not a jerk that broke your heart.&lt;br /&gt;    * Write down how your feel, write a letter to him, but do not send it.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;  * Delete his number from your phone to avoid texting and calling him.&lt;br /&gt;    * Don't be fooled by his charm when you bump into him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Get a pet. Play with it, take care of it. It's a much better replacement than dating another guy you don't really like.&lt;br /&gt;    * Start introducing yourself to other guys....then get their number and call and talk to them.....that's what my sister did and she fell in love with someone else.:)&lt;br /&gt;    * go out parting with friends.. TO AVOID SEEING HIM.. that doesn't mean go out to the same party you know hes going to be at.&lt;br /&gt;    * Secretly put your friend's favorite candy in their pocket and watch them wonder how it got there. If you focus your energy outwards to make someone happy, you'll forget all about ol' whatshisface!&lt;br /&gt;    * EXERCISE! it really helps. and leaves you feeling re- charged and gives you time to think and stuff :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-5930272886816568915?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5930272886816568915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=5930272886816568915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5930272886816568915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5930272886816568915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-to-get-over-guy-who-doesnt-liked.html' title='how to get over a guy who doesn&apos;t liked you.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-2766527997268354069</id><published>2008-04-22T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T04:59:13.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weew, 9th grade..</title><content type='html'>THINK BACK TO 9TH GRADE, BUT iF YOU ARE IN 9TH GRADE PLEASE DON'T DO IT. THERE'S NO FUN IN IT THEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how much you remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who was your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;rona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Who did you go out with?&lt;br /&gt;jericson catamisan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Did you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;can't remember na eh:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What sports did you play?&lt;br /&gt;like totally ZERO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Did you buy your lunch?&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Did you skip?&lt;br /&gt;yes :) hehehe bad girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Did you get suspended/expelled?&lt;br /&gt;nope may valid reason ako kapag hindi pumupunta ng school eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Were you in any fist fights?&lt;br /&gt;yah. haha i was one of the "BAD GIRLS" at SEA that time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What was your favorite class?&lt;br /&gt;english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What was your school's name?&lt;br /&gt;St. Emilene Academe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If you could go back would you?&lt;br /&gt;Not really :S Social life okay lng but i hate school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Where did you sit at lunch?&lt;br /&gt;canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Who was your science teacher?&lt;br /&gt;ms. de taza. err. hate her a lot! @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Who was your English teacher?&lt;br /&gt;mr. camama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Describe your outfits in ninth grade?&lt;br /&gt;i loved our uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Did you even have a cellphone?&lt;br /&gt;yeah we werent allowd but i still bring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED IT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who was your favorite teacher?&lt;br /&gt;no one. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What's your most memorable moment?&lt;br /&gt;prom night!, mini concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What were your least favorite memories?&lt;br /&gt;Halloween party i guess, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What were your best accomplishments?&lt;br /&gt;---? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What action do you regret the most?&lt;br /&gt; having failed grades. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What did you spend the most time doing on weekends?&lt;br /&gt;household thingy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Did you make any lifelong friendships?&lt;br /&gt;MSG Garls are simply the best! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Got invited to any proms?&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How many years ago was this for you to remember back to?&lt;br /&gt;2-3 years ago..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-2766527997268354069?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/2766527997268354069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=2766527997268354069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2766527997268354069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2766527997268354069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/04/weew-9th-grade.html' title='weew, 9th grade..'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-900016260407124841</id><published>2008-04-15T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T04:28:14.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave is OVER. :)</title><content type='html'>hmmm, okay na lahat. in just 2 days. ang bilis kong nkpag adjust sa sched ko. wee :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EUNiCE is LEARNING JAPANESE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea! hehe, nag advance akoo ng nihongo class.&lt;br /&gt;ang kyoot kyoot ng set up nung class namen, know y? bebe girl ksi ako ng class. hmmm, only girl na, youngest pa! bunso nga tawag sken ng mga tao dun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaa.. super enjoy ako s class, matagal na kc akong frustrated matuto ng nihongo. and now is the right time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, marame-rame nriin akong natutunan.. imagine, in just 2 days! fast learner? NAH! nagmamarunong lang poh. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like this plain conversation,&lt;br /&gt;A san: Ohayo gozaimasu (bow)&lt;br /&gt;B san: ohayo gozaimasu (bow)&lt;br /&gt;A san: onamae wa nan desu ka?&lt;br /&gt;B san: watashiwa (name) desu,&lt;br /&gt;onamaewa nan desu ka?&lt;br /&gt;A san: watashiwa (name) desu.&lt;br /&gt;B san: (name) san wa gakusei desu ka?&lt;br /&gt;A san: Hai, watashiwa gakusei desu.&lt;br /&gt;(name) san wa gakusei desu ka?&lt;br /&gt;B san: Iie, watashiwa gakusei dewa arimasen komuindesu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;translation,&lt;br /&gt;A: good morning!&lt;br /&gt;B: good morning too!&lt;br /&gt;A: what's your name?!&lt;br /&gt;B: my name is (name)&lt;br /&gt;A: how about you?&lt;br /&gt;B: my name is (name)&lt;br /&gt;A: (name) are you a student?&lt;br /&gt;B: yes i am!, how about you?&lt;br /&gt;A: No! i am an employee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? haha, pwede nko mag japayuki. JK! infact we're currently studying on how to write hiragana characters. sooper hirap. pramis. i'll take some shot on my work, maybe some other time.. pag mejo okay na yung gawa koo:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-900016260407124841?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/900016260407124841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=900016260407124841&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/900016260407124841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/900016260407124841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/04/leave-is-over.html' title='Leave is OVER. :)'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3212090888882424425</id><published>2008-04-08T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:16:59.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;b&gt;ON BLOG LEAVE PEOPLE!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update y'all  real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;and ohh, don't forget to leave some loove on the tagieboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t.c.! xoxo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-3212090888882424425?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3212090888882424425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=3212090888882424425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3212090888882424425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3212090888882424425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='.........'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-7002602575100187358</id><published>2008-04-05T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:20:35.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>copied from sarah's blog.</title><content type='html'>7 weird or random facts about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ONE.&lt;br /&gt;- i just don't eat any food wit mayonnaise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* TWO.&lt;br /&gt;- imma hello kitty addict up to this time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* THREE.&lt;br /&gt;- the only thiing that im good at is cooking my all-time favorite tuna carbonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* FOUR.&lt;br /&gt;- am artistic in my own way. it just don't show too much :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* FIVE.&lt;br /&gt;- am forever on a diet. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* SIX.&lt;br /&gt;- i can't wear sleeveless tank top coz of my f.ckin allergy in my forearms. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* SEVEN.&lt;br /&gt;- i rarely say "po /opo" to my `rents. [yea! i know, im such a bad bad daughter]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-7002602575100187358?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/7002602575100187358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=7002602575100187358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7002602575100187358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7002602575100187358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/04/copied-from-sarahs-blog.html' title='copied from sarah&apos;s blog.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-7225641327863364457</id><published>2008-04-02T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T06:21:21.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--from anne's blog</title><content type='html'>What I prefer in a guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Suplado = iyess! purrfect saken yon. uber bubbly ko ksi. para complement tlga kame :]&lt;br /&gt;2. Mr. Shades = si mui. poreber shades boy ndaw cia. yay! &lt;br /&gt;3. Masculado = putok muscle? wak aman. yuun sakto lan sna. &lt;br /&gt;4. Guys who give flowers = ala MARK b iyan? haha. oki lan. smahan nriin ng chokies, para KIX nrin.&lt;br /&gt;5. Smiling face = :) yeyeyey! labb that.&lt;br /&gt;6. Hiphop = sakto lan. ayaw koo s O.A.&lt;br /&gt;7. Guys who ask permission before courting = Definitely. :)&lt;br /&gt;8. Has earring/s = it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;9. Used to chew bubblegum = *umiiling.* NO talaga.&lt;br /&gt;10. Long-hair = N-O! ayaw koo.kaya nga prends nlan tlga kme ni geejay eh. lol.&lt;br /&gt;11. Bald = Naaaaah! :)&lt;br /&gt;12. Antipatiko = sasapakin koo lan yon. :]&lt;br /&gt;13. Torpe = NO uleet. trust me anhirap non. :|&lt;br /&gt;14. Computer-games addict = HELL NO!. nkoo. lalo na pag DOTA. no talaga.&lt;br /&gt;15. Basketball player = moderate lan sana, wak aman yuun nkakalimot ng mga date dhil dun. err.&lt;br /&gt;16. Mr. Count-my-ex's-till-you-drop = cia nlan mgbilang. wahah.&lt;br /&gt;17. Mestizo = sooperduper YES! ganoon talaga type koo! :]&lt;br /&gt;18. Guys who sing well = okay din yun, &lt;br /&gt;19. Quiet type = mahirap mangoolet sa taong ganon. hahaha. hirap tantsahin.&lt;br /&gt;20. Cum laude = no uleet. moderate lan sana yuun pgka intelligent nya. nkaka-intimidate ehh x( &lt;br /&gt;21. Formal = hmmkay lan.&lt;br /&gt;22. Friendly = okay uleet :p&lt;br /&gt;23. Mr. I have an opinion about anything &amp; everything = NO! gusto ko, aku lan ang pkielamera. &lt;br /&gt;24. Motorcycle guy = haha. no.&lt;br /&gt;26. Rocker = nevermind. =))&lt;br /&gt;27. Skate boarder = okay lan.&lt;br /&gt;28. Alaskador (prankster) = nyay! magkakasubukan kame. &lt;br /&gt;29. Flirt = sapakin ko lan tlga yon.&lt;br /&gt;30. Mr. Campus Crush = nooo! :l&lt;br /&gt;31. Bigotilyo = sana bagay diba?&lt;br /&gt;32. Painter = kyoot yun. artistic.&lt;br /&gt;33. Galante = okay na okay. penny lover? wahah.&lt;br /&gt;34. Mr. Love Letter = oldies. but sweet.&lt;br /&gt;35. Maporma = sureness.&lt;br /&gt;36. Talks Too Much = good listener is much better.&lt;br /&gt;37. Soccer Hottie = hhmmm, ayoos lan. &lt;br /&gt;38. Anti-Christ = NO! &lt;br /&gt;39. Mama's Boy = Family Oriented na lan kun pwede:)&lt;br /&gt;40. Hangs Out With His Friends A Lot = basta am wit him.&lt;br /&gt;41. Mysterious Guy = no.&lt;br /&gt;42. Cute Idiot = idiot pren yuun. kaya NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;43. Guitarist = its fine:]&lt;br /&gt;44. Wide Vocabulary Guy = A-PLUS yuun. rare lan sken yun mga guy na ganoon!&lt;br /&gt;45. Loves you = Definitely. ♥&lt;br /&gt;46. Tennis guy = turuan nya rin akoo.&lt;br /&gt;47. Dark skin = basta expressive eyes nya. that would do.&lt;br /&gt;48. Tall = wak naman sooper tall. &lt;br /&gt;49. Chubby = wak lan sooper aah. &lt;br /&gt;50. Hairy = eew?! haah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-7225641327863364457?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/7225641327863364457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=7225641327863364457&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7225641327863364457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7225641327863364457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-annes-blog.html' title='--from anne&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-2178468838928197060</id><published>2008-04-01T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T21:31:07.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wee :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;edited piktyarrs wit mui, kenneth &amp;&amp; bern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MFvFoU8_I/AAAAAAAAARQ/N6mS_7qWm7E/s1600-h/97979779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MFvFoU8_I/AAAAAAAAARQ/N6mS_7qWm7E/s320/97979779.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184493902556886002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;malapit na magkapalit mukha namen ni mui. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MG8loU9AI/AAAAAAAAARY/8RpBjtqDk8c/s1600-h/120710317788050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MG8loU9AI/AAAAAAAAARY/8RpBjtqDk8c/s320/120710317788050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184495233996747778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;wee. ankyoot nito ooh. pwedeng layie s FS. labb tha colors! kyoot din nina bern at kenneth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MH-VoU9BI/AAAAAAAAARg/8NO3hbMJPHs/s1600-h/de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MH-VoU9BI/AAAAAAAAARg/8NO3hbMJPHs/s320/de.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184496363573146642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;anliit ko talaga ooh. rrr! x(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MIr1oU9CI/AAAAAAAAARo/LKL7dbcCgBU/s1600-h/copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MIr1oU9CI/AAAAAAAAARo/LKL7dbcCgBU/s320/copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184497145257194530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bagay siila. pansin nyu? yun body type nila ngma-match! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MJhloU9DI/AAAAAAAAARw/Imo0BESt8R0/s1600-h/seeeeeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MJhloU9DI/AAAAAAAAARw/Imo0BESt8R0/s320/seeeeeeee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184498068675163186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;eto best shot namen ni mui,hehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MKgFoU9EI/AAAAAAAAAR4/jIrUB1hw408/s1600-h/fdghtrh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MKgFoU9EI/AAAAAAAAAR4/jIrUB1hw408/s320/fdghtrh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184499142416987202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;etoo naman ang best shot nina kenneth &amp; bern. ayee :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MLhloU9FI/AAAAAAAAASA/b1C2gVj13Gw/s1600-h/fgjsdfgf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MLhloU9FI/AAAAAAAAASA/b1C2gVj13Gw/s320/fgjsdfgf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184500267698418770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;koolet ni mui ooh! :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-2178468838928197060?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/2178468838928197060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=2178468838928197060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2178468838928197060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2178468838928197060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/04/wee-p.html' title='wee :p'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R_MFvFoU8_I/AAAAAAAAARQ/N6mS_7qWm7E/s72-c/97979779.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3643727804000798125</id><published>2008-03-31T16:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T17:19:54.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ooh my.</title><content type='html'>whatta day!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, the normal &lt;u&gt;double date&lt;/u&gt; as usual!, &lt;b&gt;wit kenneth, mui &amp; bern.&lt;/b&gt; we actually enjoyed it. know y? cause indi lan kme ngstroll around the mall. arcade freak naman kme `tis time. wahaha=] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may photo op moment pa nga kame eh, as if never pa kame nakapunta dun before. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakita ko (ulet.) si charmander! wee :P at na-witness ko lan naman ang most embarrassing moment of his life. =)) &lt;b&gt;i just saw him singing his lungs out! &lt;/b&gt; pero indi naman ako natawa about that, kinilig pa nga akoo eh. wala ksi ciang suot na shirt.  nka jersey-shorts lan cia kgbe. weew. kyoot nya pren. mas okay sana kun nkita ko ciang nkatyo para kita ko tlga yung full length yummy?? body nya. hahahah! sayang ooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyweiz, marami pang next time. db bern?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-3643727804000798125?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3643727804000798125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=3643727804000798125&amp;isPopup=true' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3643727804000798125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3643727804000798125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/03/ooh-my.html' title='ooh my.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-7252397631235959274</id><published>2008-03-28T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T02:13:42.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pure silliness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(got this one from my cousin's blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY PORN STAR NAME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NAME OF FIRST PET + STREET YOU LIVE IN):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cookie pag asa (yay! ang halay! LMAO!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY MOVIE STAR NAME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NAME OF YOUR FAVORITE SNACK FOOD + GRANDFATHER’S FIRST NAME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mobi artemio (hahaha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY FASHION DESIGNER NAME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FIRST WORD YOU SEE ON YOUR LEFT + FAVORITE RESTAURANT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sofa yellow cab (hmmm.. no.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY FOREIGNER ALIAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FAVORITE SPICE + LAST VACATION SPOT VISITED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;onion tagaytay (the name just stinks.waha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOCIALITE ALIAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SILIEST CHILDHOOD NICKNAME + TOWN WHERE YOU FIRST PARTIED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yunis panis makati (hmmm, sounds like a socialite’s name..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;“FLY GIRL” ALIAS (a la J. Lo)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FIRST INITIAL + FIRST TWO OR THREE LETTERS OF YOUR LAST NAME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;E. Del (wtf! I thought it would be as cool as j.lo’s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ICON ALIAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SOMETHING SWEET WITHIN SIGHT + ANY LIQUID IN KITCHEN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ferrero water (sounds cool! I like it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DETECTIVE ALIAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FAVORITE BABY ANIMAL + WHERE YOU WENT TO HIGHSCHOOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Puppy St. Emilene (sounds like a name in p. diddy’s posse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BARFLY ALIAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LAST SNACKFOOD YOU ATE + YOUR FAVORITE BARDRINK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pancake SanMig (yummy!! Haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOAP OPERA ALIAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(MIDDLE NAME + STREET WHERE YOU FIRST LIVED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aranzaso Pagasa (pang action star..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ROCK STAR ALIAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FAVORITE CANDY/DESSERT + LAST NAME OF FAVORITE MUSICIAN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;butter ball martin :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-7252397631235959274?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/7252397631235959274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=7252397631235959274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7252397631235959274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7252397631235959274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/03/pure-silliness.html' title='pure silliness.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-8622632121339200199</id><published>2008-03-27T17:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T18:23:58.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>as in for real.</title><content type='html'>woohoo :] yesterday, I'm wit &lt;b&gt;geejay&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(the ex lover)&lt;/span&gt; and i can't believe it..it was like the verry &lt;u&gt;FIRST&lt;/u&gt; time that we had a [hey! its not a so-called date actually,] trip?! nah. whatever you may call that..em just so happy about that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hoorah! another thiing to share wit ya guys..&lt;br /&gt;nakita koo si &lt;b&gt;charlon&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(the big love of my life)&lt;/span&gt; kahapon lang diin. :)&lt;br /&gt;sooper nagulat kame ni bern, eeh kasi naman we're just walkin through the subdivision then suddenly bern saw him passing by.. he was so cute, really. though he wears a pink not-so-fit polo shirt.. and bern was verry busy criticizing him about that. err. (i uber hate bern for that) ^_^v &lt;br /&gt;i dunno if he caught me totally hella staring at him.. haha! but it doesn't really matter if he does.. and so kun tnititigan ko cia? what's the matter? msma b?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errmm.. namiss ko lan ksi cia. :| after a long time, dun ko lan ulet cia nkita.. &lt;br /&gt;may atraso pa pla akoo dun, dko pa nsosoli yung sanitation book nya. haha! next time nlan:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;si bf koo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(aaron)&lt;/span&gt; nkaalala rin pla just so yesterday din.. akala ko sa april 19 pa ulet cia mkakaalala eeh. hmmm.., wla lang. normal conversation wit a guy, walang khit na anong sweetness na nka-attach. basic and plain conversation lan tlga.. mas sweet pa kme mgusap ni geejay khapon. x[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its okay.. i'm kinda &lt;u&gt;numb&lt;/u&gt; nriin naman.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;as long as, we're together, am happy &amp;&amp; contented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-8622632121339200199?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/8622632121339200199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=8622632121339200199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8622632121339200199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8622632121339200199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/03/as-in-for-real.html' title='as in for real.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-6305412934830658559</id><published>2008-03-23T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T17:36:50.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>america's next top model (cycle 8) winner.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cTLVoU8yI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ZBZDI_sHSac/s1600-h/720200003_d9d51ce6f2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cTLVoU8yI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ZBZDI_sHSac/s320/720200003_d9d51ce6f2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181130981818823458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;JASLENE GONZALES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cTwFoU8zI/AAAAAAAAAPs/51FypVpX3BU/s1600-h/720272107_c6f5eb93f5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cTwFoU8zI/AAAAAAAAAPs/51FypVpX3BU/s320/720272107_c6f5eb93f5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181131613179015986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;makeover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cUWloU80I/AAAAAAAAAP0/EuarNtGq6vc/s1600-h/the+weirdo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cUWloU80I/AAAAAAAAAP0/EuarNtGq6vc/s320/the+weirdo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181132274603979586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;high school cliche' : the weirdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cU6VoU81I/AAAAAAAAAP8/LDwQC75U9Ro/s1600-h/dulce+de+leche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cU6VoU81I/AAAAAAAAAP8/LDwQC75U9Ro/s320/dulce+de+leche.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181132888784302930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;candy : dulce de leche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cVVloU82I/AAAAAAAAAQE/b79ZzsJdM6Y/s1600-h/thrown+off+the+rofftop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cVVloU82I/AAAAAAAAAQE/b79ZzsJdM6Y/s320/thrown+off+the+rofftop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181133356935738210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;murder victim : thrown off the rooftop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cWI1oU83I/AAAAAAAAAQM/wmGdYDsJKFo/s1600-h/nautical+guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cWI1oU83I/AAAAAAAAAQM/wmGdYDsJKFo/s320/nautical+guy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181134237404033906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nautical guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cWmVoU84I/AAAAAAAAAQU/RYtbNyJ8y7M/s1600-h/persona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cWmVoU84I/AAAAAAAAAQU/RYtbNyJ8y7M/s320/persona.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181134744210174850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;persona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cW-VoU85I/AAAAAAAAAQc/KmrGlpm-ldk/s1600-h/720951236_36fd88eaa5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cW-VoU85I/AAAAAAAAAQc/KmrGlpm-ldk/s320/720951236_36fd88eaa5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181135156527035282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cover girl : men's magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cXRloU86I/AAAAAAAAAQk/1ecKcucXsSE/s1600-h/women%27d+magazine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cXRloU86I/AAAAAAAAAQk/1ecKcucXsSE/s320/women%27d+magazine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181135487239517090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cover girl : women's magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-w8vloU89I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/271jMsKw0Vw/s1600-h/stolen+granola+bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-w8vloU89I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/271jMsKw0Vw/s320/stolen+granola+bar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182584059449373650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;stolen granola bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cXnloU87I/AAAAAAAAAQs/yt_EwQBBVwM/s1600-h/tribal+dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cXnloU87I/AAAAAAAAAQs/yt_EwQBBVwM/s320/tribal+dance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181135865196639154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;tribal dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though renee is my favorite.. jasleen is one of my bet too.. i love her `cause she's verry kind hearted &amp; humble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-6305412934830658559?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/6305412934830658559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=6305412934830658559&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6305412934830658559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6305412934830658559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/03/americas-next-top-model-cycle-8-winner.html' title='america&apos;s next top model (cycle 8) winner.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-cTLVoU8yI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ZBZDI_sHSac/s72-c/720200003_d9d51ce6f2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-184756050978192826</id><published>2008-03-21T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T19:53:45.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here are my top5 favorite episode..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Episode: When You Wish Upon a Weinstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day that Peter buys volcano insurance is the day that Lois becomes fed up with their constant money problems. When Peter wishes for a Jewish "money guy" to help them, Max Weinstein comes to the rescue. After meeting Max, Peter decides Chris could be successful if he converted to Judaism as soon as possible, but the plans for a "quickie" bar mitzvah in Las Vegas are quickly foiled by Loi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode: Road to Rhode Island  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When Brian offers to pick up Stewie from his Grandma and Grandpa's house, they miss their plane back and go on a cross-country journey back home. Meanwhile, Peter and Lois attempt to rekindle their relationship with some marriage videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode: To Love and Die in Dixie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Chris chooses a robber out of a lineup, but after Peter accidentally tells the robber where the family lives, the Griffins are placed in the witness protection program. They are sent to the Deep South, where Chris makes a new friend, Sam. Peter questions the truth of a Civil War reenactment that showed the South winning the war, leading to Sam's father forbidding Sam from seeing Chris. Upset, Sam runs away with Chris and kisses him on the mouth. Chris tells Sam that he doesn't like boys and doesn't like him in a physical sense. The FBI agents guarding the Griffin house in Quahog accidentally tell the robber the location of the Griffins. Sam reveals to Chris that she is not a boy, but a girl. Then the robber arrives in the South, about to kill Chris, but the towns folk stop him just in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Episode: I Am Peter, Hear Me Roar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Forced to go on a women’s retreat for telling sexist jokes at work, Peter resists the idea at first. After two weeks, however, Peter becomes a sensitive male. No one likes the new Peter, especially Lois. While attending a charity dinner, Lois does something that snaps Peter out of his feminine phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Episode: I Never Met the Dead Man   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;While teaching Meg to drive, Peter crashes into the town's satellite dish, which knocks out the city's cable. He promises Meg that if she takes the blame, he'll get her a car. Without TV, Peter goes crazy, which drives the family insane. Meanwhile, after refusing to eat the broccoli that Lois gives him, Stewie attempts to build a weather control device that would destroy all vegetables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-184756050978192826?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/184756050978192826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=184756050978192826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/184756050978192826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/184756050978192826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-are-my-top5-episodes.html' title='here are my top5 favorite episode..'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-1500586317978472218</id><published>2008-03-21T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T18:28:50.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm soo much a big big fan of family guy lately..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i had recently watched 5 consecutive episodes of &lt;b&gt;Family Guy&lt;/b&gt;. hmm.. more like a family guy marathon for holy week! i love it actually, wahah. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-RctVoU8rI/AAAAAAAAAOs/t_hDaDwzbNI/s1600-h/FamilyGuyFamilyPromo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-RctVoU8rI/AAAAAAAAAOs/t_hDaDwzbNI/s320/FamilyGuyFamilyPromo.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180367405353071282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show revolves around the adventures of Peter Griffin, a bumbling but well-intentioned blue-collar worker. Peter is an Irish American Catholic with a thick Rhode Island / Eastern Massachusetts accent. His wife Lois, who has a similar accent, is generally a stay-at-home mother and piano teacher, and is a member of the Pewterschmidt family of wealthy socialites. Peter and Lois have three children: teenage daughter Meg, who is frequently the butt of jokes for her homeliness and lack of popularity; teenage son Chris, who is overweight, unintelligent and, in many respects, a younger version of his father; and infant son Stewie, a diabolical child with adult mannerisms who speaks fluently with an upper-class English accent and stereotypical arch-villain phrases. Living with the family is Brian, the family dog, who is highly anthropomorphized, walks on two legs, drinks Martinis, and engages in human conversation, though he is still considered a pet in many respects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARACTERS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;he's my favorite, and i super love him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stewart Gilligan "Stewie" Griffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-RdbFoU8sI/AAAAAAAAAO0/I4MQyU35f9M/s1600-h/200px-Stewie_Family_Guy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-RdbFoU8sI/AAAAAAAAAO0/I4MQyU35f9M/s320/200px-Stewie_Family_Guy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180368191332086466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the youngest and the smartest (although there are times where he has misunderstood things such as sex) child of Peter and Lois Griffin. In addition to siblings Chris and Meg, Stewie has (in some episodes) a half-brother Bertram who is unknown to the other Griffins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stewie speaks with the vocabulary of an adult which is occasionally exaggerated for comedic effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stewie is one year old and has a sophisticated attitude. His nature and mannerisms are juxtaposed with typical childish interests and actions. While highly literate and able to cite pop culture references that date much further back than his age would let on, he is also entranced by Raffi and the Teletubbies. Stewie succumbs to other weaknesses of children his age — he believes Peter has truly disappeared in a game of Peek-a-Boo, is subdued with laughter when Lois blows on his stomach,[6] and has no idea how to use the toilet. MacFarlane has stated that Stewie is meant to represent the general helplessness of an infant through the eyes of an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Brian Griffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-ReX1oU8tI/AAAAAAAAAO8/fZLi3odsBlk/s1600-h/200px-Briang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-ReX1oU8tI/AAAAAAAAAO8/fZLi3odsBlk/s320/200px-Briang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180369235009139410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian is a talking dog who has lived with the Griffin family since Peter picked him up as a stray. While he exhibits some typical dog behaviors like eating garbage, licking himself, playing fetch, leaving dead birds on the porch, intensely fearing the vacuum cleaner and the dog whistle, toilet flushing, and sleeping at the foot of Peter Griffin's bed, barking uncontrollably at other dogs, and trouble standing up in the car, he also possesses various anthropomorphic qualities, such as the ability to speak intelligently, drive a car, and walk bipedally. He also has a particularly sharp wit. Peter is his best friend, despite Brian's vastly superior intelligence. Seth MacFarlane has once described Brian as "a dog who has a wit as dry as the martinis he drinks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lois Griffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-Res1oU8uI/AAAAAAAAAPE/DgtT-X4IYm0/s1600-h/200px-Loisg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-Res1oU8uI/AAAAAAAAAPE/DgtT-X4IYm0/s320/200px-Loisg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180369595786392290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As established by episodes such as "Peter, Peter, Caviar Eater," Lois Pewterschmidt Griffin was born into a wealthy German American family the Pewterschmidts. Her husband Peter was a towel boy at the family country club. This job eventually leads to Lois falling in love with him because she found his lower class, easy-going silliness more appealing than the stuffy, uptight suitors in her social circle. Lois was crowned Miss Teen Rhode Island and wanted to pursue a modeling career, but her father thought that was beneath the dignity of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before meeting Peter, Lois had relationships with other men including, but not limited to: J. Geils, the "pyro guy" from the band Whitesnake and Chaim Witz (a.k.a. Gene Simmons of KISS), a fact of which Peter was very proud of when he learned of it in the episode "Road to Europe". Various episodes have referred to Lois's past experiments with lesbianism[citation needed].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lois teaches piano to supplement the family's income, though spends most of her time caring for her family. Chris was always overweight, even at birth (established in "He's Too Sexy For His Fat"), while her youngest son Stewie is intent on matricide, though she is oblivious to this. Her eldest child and only daughter, Meg, whom many seem to utterly despise, Lois seems to hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Peter Griffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-RfX1oU8vI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QnVoc3NVHPM/s1600-h/200px-Peter_Griffin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-RfX1oU8vI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QnVoc3NVHPM/s320/200px-Peter_Griffin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180370334520767218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Griffin is a fictional character from the animated television series Family Guy.[2] Peter is the head of the Griffin household and the central character in the show. He is married to Lois, and is the father of Meg, Chris, and Stewie. His voice, which has a thick New England accent, is performed by the show's creator and lead writer, Seth MacFarlane&lt;br /&gt;Peter appears to be unintelligent and consistently depicted as crude and lowbrow. He enjoys activities such as going to up-market tailors and farting inside the suits. His favorite pastime is watching TV. A running gag on the show is Peter's preference for Pauly Shore movies over classic films such as The Godfather and Citizen Kane. He is also a huge Kiss fan and followed them during the KissStock shows and even got a copy of Kiss Saves Santa for Christmas. Peter is also a huge fan of Barry Manilow, though this is a fact he has been known to deny in public (to a certain extent, anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chris Griffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-RgBloU8wI/AAAAAAAAAPU/riZqJ466NtY/s1600-h/200px-Family-guy-chris-griffin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-RgBloU8wI/AAAAAAAAAPU/riZqJ466NtY/s320/200px-Family-guy-chris-griffin3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180371051780305666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris, like his father and grandfather, is obese, has a low IQ and no common sense. However, various storylines give him idiot savant talents, such as artistic ability,[episode needed] and detailed knowledge of film and TV actors. Occasionally he exhibits unexpected, uncharacteristic insights, such as when he gives Peter and Lois a detailed and articulate lecture on the effects and disadvantages of marijuana.[1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While usually depicted as naive to the point of blamelessness, Chris exhibits casual misogyny, commenting "Bro's before ho's" in one episode,[episode needed] and usually siding with his father when Peter and Lois are engaged in conflict, such as when both running for president of the Quahog School Board. When Peter and Lois were having a fist fight, Chris cheered for Peter, telling him to "kick her ass!" Also, in Stewie Griffin: The Untold Story, when Lois and Peter are trying to make out, the children mistake it for a fight and Chris says "I don't know what they're fighting about, but I think Dad's winning. Go Dad!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a running gag, Chris is regularly tormented by an evil monkey who lives in his closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg Griffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-RgkVoU8xI/AAAAAAAAAPc/wwBLG83mgvQ/s1600-h/Meg_Griffin.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-RgkVoU8xI/AAAAAAAAAPc/wwBLG83mgvQ/s320/Meg_Griffin.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180371648780759826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg nearly always wears a beanie-like hat and glasses. She is slightly shorter than her younger brother Chris. Meg is self-conscious about her appearance in general ("I'm so fat and gross"[3]), and is called ugly and overweight in various episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg desperately tries to be part of the cool crowd, and is coldly rebuffed. Eager for acceptance, she is shown in two stories unwittingly recruited by a religious cult,[4] and accepting a mistaken invitation to join her school's Lesbian Alliance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-1500586317978472218?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/1500586317978472218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=1500586317978472218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1500586317978472218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1500586317978472218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-soo-much-big-big-fan-of-family-guy.html' title='i&apos;m soo much a big big fan of family guy lately..'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-RctVoU8rI/AAAAAAAAAOs/t_hDaDwzbNI/s72-c/FamilyGuyFamilyPromo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-6853269534988343792</id><published>2008-03-20T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T04:31:05.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>book review.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;How Mookie Got a Life?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensible and strait-laced Maria Anastacia Katerina Maximiliana Sandoval, or Mookie, is contented but restless with her boring but stable job as a sitcom writer, her nice, though smothering family, her nice flat, and the “nice” fiancé she’s been promised to ever since she was born. Struck with a quarter-life crisis, she decides it’s time to get a life. But does it involve dumping her fiancé? Dating a male model who’s way prettier than she is? Pretending to be an activist to pick up guys? Going mountain hiking with hardcore environmentalists where there are no toilets?! It seems like there’s nothing she wouldn’t do to get some excitement in her life, with disastrous and hilarious consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-JKVFoU8qI/AAAAAAAAAOk/jLtP2608Kcw/s1600-h/2254879906_411e330e46_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-JKVFoU8qI/AAAAAAAAAOk/jLtP2608Kcw/s320/2254879906_411e330e46_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179784247578522274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I Must End it with Miggy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. He has no ambition. He just wants to inherit “tons of money” (his exact words) from his grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;   2. He’s always late. He makes me wait! Unforgivable.&lt;br /&gt;   3. He’s immature. He still collects sentai (TV shows of Bioman and the like), toys, and comic books.&lt;br /&gt;   4. His favorite film ever is “Dawn of the Dead.” Ewwww! What a philistine.&lt;br /&gt;   5. He’s always getting pissed drunk at parties and making a nuisance of himself.&lt;br /&gt;   6. He doesn’t watch any of my shows.&lt;br /&gt;   7. He misspells the word “definitely” and spells it “definately.”&lt;br /&gt;   8. He falls asleep after sex!&lt;br /&gt;   9. He’s vainer than I am! He checks his reflection everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;  10. He cheated on me with some half-Japanese groupie of the Purplechickens who’s only 16 for Chrissakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;——————&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT THE AUTHOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abi Malonzo is a graduate of BA Journalism and is currently attempting to finish an MA in Creative Writing at UP Diliman. She has worked as a copywriter, a college lecturer, and has also written a one-act play which was performed at the Sta. Ana Arts Center in January 2005, and a screenplay which won 2nd Place at the Palanca Awards 2004. She has attended the 12th Iligan National Writers Workshop 2005 and the 6th Iyas National Writers Workshop 2006. (Incidentally, she has also written a poem which appeared in the John Lloyd-Bea film One More Chance.) She lives in Mandaluyong, is obsessed with shoes and vintage clothes, and is now working as a producer/writer for a local TV station. She is also currently working on two new novels, one about a Russian tennis player, and another about a bitter and sardonic advice columnist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is her first book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--actually, em not yet done in `tis book. chapter 5 plan akoo teehee :D&lt;br /&gt;ayuun, i labb `tis book ksii bigay ni bern &amp;&amp; at the same time, light lan yun story.. unlike others na nkaka-stress basahin ksi mejo complicated yun flow ng story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-6853269534988343792?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/6853269534988343792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=6853269534988343792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6853269534988343792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6853269534988343792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/03/book-review.html' title='book review.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R-JKVFoU8qI/AAAAAAAAAOk/jLtP2608Kcw/s72-c/2254879906_411e330e46_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3542421838137030970</id><published>2008-03-19T23:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T05:39:14.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here’s more about ME.</title><content type='html'>I AM… an incoming sophomore, HRM babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT… to pass my touism2 subject :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE… a loving fam, friends and lovers. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH… i could join my former block mates at their tour in MACAU &amp;&amp; HONG KONG. sheesh :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE… LIARS &amp;&amp; most of all friggin' COPYCATS! you betcha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEAR… of losing a loved one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SEARCH… for a perfect summer attire these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER… what kind of a mother will I be in the near future :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REGRET… not attending lecture classes in my tourism subject. jeez, now i'm suffering the consequences that i might repeat the subject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE… to eat! rawr! haha. obvious nman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ALWAYS… look at the mirror. sort of vanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT… much of a party girl, but when i do.. i make sure i party HARD!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DANCE…a lot! i love it:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SING… very seldom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CRY… easily. em so a crybaby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WRITE… for my blog only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WON…a Php20.00 globe reward last thursday! yay! hahah. i felt so happy wit that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM CONFUSED… whether to hold on or let go of my boo. dunno what to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED… to take a shower na,it's a bit late. my bro keeps complaining about my smell naah! hahaha! i'm like, "amoy araw na, khit hapon na" yuck! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD… stop eating chocolates these days or else i'll get a billion summer flabs x[&lt;br /&gt;THE LAST THOUGHT I GO TO SLEEP WITH IS… my aaron, like OMG! nakalimutan nya monthsary pala nmen :(( that was so sad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-3542421838137030970?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3542421838137030970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=3542421838137030970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3542421838137030970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3542421838137030970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/03/heres-more-about-me.html' title='Here’s more about ME.'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-4806929586262569736</id><published>2008-03-15T21:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T21:58:37.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lovin my top:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R9yowlDdhVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1WrQfLe0uFk/s1600-h/creepy004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R9yowlDdhVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1WrQfLe0uFk/s320/creepy004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178199224103044434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R9yoUVDdhUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ORdb-Q8XX1U/s1600-h/creepy007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R9yoUVDdhUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ORdb-Q8XX1U/s320/creepy007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178198738771739970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-4806929586262569736?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/4806929586262569736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=4806929586262569736&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4806929586262569736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4806929586262569736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/03/lovin-my-top.html' title='lovin my top:)'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R9yowlDdhVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1WrQfLe0uFk/s72-c/creepy004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-5081792140279379782</id><published>2008-03-13T06:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T07:02:47.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labb Labb ku BERN! &lt;33</title><content type='html'>big big credits to bern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fo' my new layie ; thesis in english 2 ; project in tourism 2 ; chocolates [in advance. LMFAO.] ; iTUNES installer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. anyweiz, she's still fixing my taggy tagboard.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. wait nio nlan pag ok na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do have commentbox ryt now,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment nlan kyo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-5081792140279379782?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5081792140279379782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=5081792140279379782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5081792140279379782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5081792140279379782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/03/labb-labb-ku-bern-33.html' title='Labb Labb ku BERN! &lt;33'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-8416279008750863962</id><published>2008-02-24T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T18:19:44.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 in tha morniing.. just killin tha time :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R8IkrJnexjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1gmpI6cK3_E/s1600-h/creepy019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R8IkrJnexjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1gmpI6cK3_E/s320/creepy019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170735645909239346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-8416279008750863962?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/8416279008750863962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=8416279008750863962&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8416279008750863962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8416279008750863962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/02/4-in-tha-morniing-just-killin-tha-time.html' title='4 in tha morniing.. just killin tha time :)'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R8IkrJnexjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1gmpI6cK3_E/s72-c/creepy019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-7418251747590737130</id><published>2008-02-17T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T06:45:13.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my uber happy yet tiring Vday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R7hE55nexiI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2PtqWATKom0/s1600-h/creepy012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R7hE55nexiI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2PtqWATKom0/s320/creepy012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167956333917292066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot weew. i've got 3dates at the same day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st date. &lt;b&gt;EDWiN.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12pm ang usapan. pero 1pm na ata ako dumating sa sm bacoor. turn off na agad sken! hmf. but it's ok. mgllunch sna kme s max's kso si akoo. inatake ng pgka-mhiyain. so aun, gala nlang kme s sm. kwentuhan mode. na may ksmang zagu [cookies &amp; cream flavor] shmpre treat nya. ayee :) todo sorry cia kc wla daw ciang gift sken.. ok lang nman. em not expecting of any.. ^^ mga 2pm natapos ang date. enjoy akoo ksma cia ksi puro ka-abnormalan yung pinaggagagawa nmen nun. tawa lan kme ng tawa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd date. &lt;b&gt;MARK.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3pm ang usapan. pero dahil traffic. 5pm nkoo nkarating s sm manila. sheesh. napanis na ata cia dun. nanuod lang kme ng the eye. hmm.. wla akong naintindihan s story kc &lt;u&gt;natulog&lt;/u&gt; lang ako the whole time. haha! eh ksi nman, parang may stuff toy akong katabi. cute nga, indi naman nagalaw or nagsasalita! nyahah! pero ayos lang, binigyan nya naman akoo ng roses. wa. :] dun lang s part na yun ako natuwa. haha! natapos ang date around 7pm naah! asus. ang tgal tgal pero indi naman enjoy! err.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd date. &lt;b&gt;KiX.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmp. cia ang pinka Luge s lhat ng kdate koo. around 8pm na kc akoo nkipgmeet s knya pero s sm manila din.! ayun, super wasted and haggard nkoo nun! tinatmad nkoo mg retouch kc nman pagod nko chka kinda disappointed din dhil ky mark. kya un.. inshort ang panget ko na nun! haha! cnama lang nmen cia s beer garden haha! kmusta aman ang date &lt;u&gt; inuman!&lt;/u&gt; :)) pero mukhang nag enjoy din naman cia ksi malakas pla cia uminom. hmm.. bgo matapos yun date, bnigay nia sken yung cadbury chocolate! wee. natuwa ako s chocolate. indi sa nagbigay! joke. :DD mga 9.30pm tpos na ang pkikipagdate koo. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakapagod. di na mauulit yon. next time. isa nlang tlga para enjoy.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-7418251747590737130?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/7418251747590737130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=7418251747590737130&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7418251747590737130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7418251747590737130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-uber-happy-yet-tiring-vday.html' title='my uber happy yet tiring Vday!'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R7hE55nexiI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2PtqWATKom0/s72-c/creepy012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-224572928729820046</id><published>2008-02-07T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T15:56:03.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG. now lang ako nkpgupdate! jeez..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R6uaAO8jOoI/AAAAAAAAAN8/J_QpM4V6EkU/s1600-h/l_d6768520f8dcebce9c7de6bd39dac880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R6uaAO8jOoI/AAAAAAAAAN8/J_QpM4V6EkU/s320/l_d6768520f8dcebce9c7de6bd39dac880.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164390726513146498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh. may hang over pa yan aah! haha! mkpg update lang dto s blog ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys! i'm hecka busy nowadays. leave yer labbs @ the tagboard! love ya'll! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-224572928729820046?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/224572928729820046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=224572928729820046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/224572928729820046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/224572928729820046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/02/omg-now-lang-ako-nkpgupdate-jeez.html' title='OMG. now lang ako nkpgupdate! jeez..'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R6uaAO8jOoI/AAAAAAAAAN8/J_QpM4V6EkU/s72-c/l_d6768520f8dcebce9c7de6bd39dac880.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-8832487159342135123</id><published>2008-01-28T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T03:58:09.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wa. i'm uberly excited about tha upcoming heart's day!</title><content type='html'>eeh pano. may date lang nman kme ng beybii boy mark koo! wee. haha! i want to watch movie @ sm manila wit him. at hindi lang yon ah. i'm gonna introduce him wit my friends. yipee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sna tlga mging ok lhat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy mode again. i'll update you guys. soon! xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-8832487159342135123?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/8832487159342135123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=8832487159342135123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8832487159342135123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8832487159342135123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/01/wa-im-uberly-excited-about-tha-upcoming.html' title='wa. i&apos;m uberly excited about tha upcoming heart&apos;s day!'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-2219594891451356108</id><published>2008-01-10T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T01:21:41.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got tagged by &lt;a href="http://akosibern.blogspot.com"&gt;bern&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rule: Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;- 25 will do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What color do you like most?&lt;br /&gt;- pink&lt;br /&gt;3. If one of you’re friends will leave and migrate,what would be the last thing you’ll say to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- stay safe and keep in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;br /&gt;- bernice's crib. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;5. Which part of you that you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;- my face. LMFAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is the most important thing in any relationship?&lt;br /&gt;- LOVE &amp;&amp; RESPECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;- Family. Friends. my aaron paul cruz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. describe your special someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;- pokemon cia. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- y not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Why are you answering this tag?&lt;br /&gt;- i'm uberly bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How many children do you want to have when you get married?&lt;br /&gt;- 3 maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Till now, what is the moment that you regret the most?&lt;br /&gt;- trusting that stupid pokemon. rotfl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;- liars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you had one wish, what would you wish for?&lt;br /&gt;- sna.. bumalik na cia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Song you hate?&lt;br /&gt;- imago's anino. eer. eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have any soul mates?&lt;br /&gt;-na-ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. It’s already 2008. Do you have a new year’s resolution?&lt;br /&gt;- i don't do new year's reso. anymorr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Name of that someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;- charmander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What song reminds you of that special someone?&lt;br /&gt;- only reminds me of you, everytime i close my eyes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-2219594891451356108?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/2219594891451356108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=2219594891451356108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2219594891451356108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/2219594891451356108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-got-tagged-by-bern-rule-remove-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-4987469170571331552</id><published>2008-01-07T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T01:10:49.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovin' my nails :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R4Hsb8oIO5I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Kz_t5nxyvY8/s1600-h/nyyi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R4Hsb8oIO5I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Kz_t5nxyvY8/s320/nyyi2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152659413563620242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R4HsMsoIO4I/AAAAAAAAANs/PFsLuhk3lkk/s1600-h/nyyi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R4HsMsoIO4I/AAAAAAAAANs/PFsLuhk3lkk/s320/nyyi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152659151570615170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-4987469170571331552?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/4987469170571331552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=4987469170571331552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4987469170571331552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4987469170571331552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2008/01/lovin-my-nails.html' title='lovin&apos; my nails :)'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R4Hsb8oIO5I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Kz_t5nxyvY8/s72-c/nyyi2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-8044922435491164062</id><published>2007-12-30T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:43:30.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=10&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lot's of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a bunch of care xoxo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-8044922435491164062?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/8044922435491164062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=8044922435491164062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8044922435491164062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/8044922435491164062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_30.html' title='....'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3924956826566942481</id><published>2007-12-29T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T09:27:56.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last christmas..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R3aA4MoIO3I/AAAAAAAAANk/w7W6i_U0yfI/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R3aA4MoIO3I/AAAAAAAAANk/w7W6i_U0yfI/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149444926895307634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo. i lalabb tha table setting. [prepared by mee :)]&lt;br /&gt;that was our noche buena last xmas..&lt;br /&gt;the menu:&lt;br /&gt;tuna carbonara. &lt;br /&gt;crispy pata.&lt;br /&gt;sizzling sweet ham.&lt;br /&gt;tiramizu&lt;br /&gt;and fruit salad. *yum! hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-3924956826566942481?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3924956826566942481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=3924956826566942481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3924956826566942481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3924956826566942481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-christmas.html' title='last christmas..'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R3aA4MoIO3I/AAAAAAAAANk/w7W6i_U0yfI/s72-c/DSC00286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-5278946135056737004</id><published>2007-12-29T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T08:44:07.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vanity attack! hahaha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R3Z47coIO2I/AAAAAAAAANc/iWg7t_hE9lw/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R3Z47coIO2I/AAAAAAAAANc/iWg7t_hE9lw/s320/07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149436186636860258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R3Z4B8oIO1I/AAAAAAAAANU/ZvmZuEm1Wuo/s1600-h/wow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R3Z4B8oIO1I/AAAAAAAAANU/ZvmZuEm1Wuo/s320/wow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149435198794382162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-5278946135056737004?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5278946135056737004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=5278946135056737004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5278946135056737004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5278946135056737004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2007/12/vanity-attack-hahaha.html' title='vanity attack! hahaha!'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R3Z47coIO2I/AAAAAAAAANc/iWg7t_hE9lw/s72-c/07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-6449390427709712262</id><published>2007-12-22T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T01:34:13.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>`em back peeps :DD</title><content type='html'>since busted ang friendster, i-update ko muna blog ko. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super malling lan kme ni geez khapon  sa sm manila &amp;&amp; rob galleria. haha. kinda depressed ksi ang sistah ko kya eon ayaw nea muna umuwe.. so shopping nlan kme!! nyahahaha...at shmpre food trip sa chaikofi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strawberry bridesmaid ko &amp;&amp; chocolate dutch ni geez. yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R2zYG8oIOyI/AAAAAAAAAM8/RwzV4bUk9MM/s1600-h/creepy007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R2zYG8oIOyI/AAAAAAAAAM8/RwzV4bUk9MM/s320/creepy007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146726088042887970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez and her chocolate dutch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R2zYvcoIOzI/AAAAAAAAANE/06kXHvUpWto/s1600-h/creepy006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R2zYvcoIOzI/AAAAAAAAANE/06kXHvUpWto/s320/creepy006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146726783827589938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`lovin muh strawberry bridesmaid :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R2zZu8oIO0I/AAAAAAAAANM/4B3qFAxa9Ws/s1600-h/creepy003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R2zZu8oIO0I/AAAAAAAAANM/4B3qFAxa9Ws/s320/creepy003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146727874749283138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-6449390427709712262?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/6449390427709712262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=6449390427709712262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6449390427709712262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6449390427709712262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2007/12/em-back-peeps-dd.html' title='`em back peeps :DD'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R2zYG8oIOyI/AAAAAAAAAM8/RwzV4bUk9MM/s72-c/creepy007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-3926855048320473901</id><published>2007-12-18T04:16:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T04:18:35.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>wah. i'm &lt;u&gt;supah&lt;/u&gt; BUSY nowadays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave yer labbs nlan. i'll reply soon. thanks. imy. all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-3926855048320473901?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3926855048320473901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=3926855048320473901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3926855048320473901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/3926855048320473901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-6658900910837589918</id><published>2007-12-11T02:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T03:03:43.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>goobers coh nung acquaintance party..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R15uAgXpbFI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RZrrODbvPjY/s1600-h/DSC00896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R15uAgXpbFI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RZrrODbvPjY/s320/DSC00896.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142668779471858770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay nko. goobers coh. super party people lan khit indi aco nkapunta nung&lt;br /&gt;acquaintance. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R15teAXpbEI/AAAAAAAAAMs/TNHuqFZXjCk/s1600-h/oman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R15teAXpbEI/AAAAAAAAAMs/TNHuqFZXjCk/s320/oman.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142668186766371906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gwapo tlga ng goobers coh. syang d kme mgksma nito :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-6658900910837589918?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/6658900910837589918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=6658900910837589918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6658900910837589918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/6658900910837589918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2007/12/goobers-coh-nung-acquaintance-party.html' title='goobers coh nung acquaintance party..'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R15uAgXpbFI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RZrrODbvPjY/s72-c/DSC00896.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-5665614092104191435</id><published>2007-12-07T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T04:18:04.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bev's baby!!</title><content type='html'>`it's brylle joanne herrera [boy po cia. sadyang loka lan ang nanay nea! lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1k5tDsHNAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/zHWXl3lNuv8/s1600-h/weEe..022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1k5tDsHNAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/zHWXl3lNuv8/s320/weEe..022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141203895867356162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1k5XjsHM_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/9NPAhB_-l6k/s1600-h/weEe..020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1k5XjsHM_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/9NPAhB_-l6k/s320/weEe..020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141203526500168690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1k5GjsHM-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/eA6Ax-LMrQo/s1600-h/weEe..019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1k5GjsHM-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/eA6Ax-LMrQo/s320/weEe..019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141203234442392546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1k4xDsHM9I/AAAAAAAAAME/WKe-OthxLDo/s1600-h/weEe..009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1k4xDsHM9I/AAAAAAAAAME/WKe-OthxLDo/s320/weEe..009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141202865075205074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1k3yjsHM6I/AAAAAAAAALs/dwKA3rAJg0k/s1600-h/weEe..001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1k3yjsHM6I/AAAAAAAAALs/dwKA3rAJg0k/s320/weEe..001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141201791333381026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-5665614092104191435?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5665614092104191435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=5665614092104191435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5665614092104191435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5665614092104191435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2007/12/bevs-baby.html' title='bev&apos;s baby!!'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1k5tDsHNAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/zHWXl3lNuv8/s72-c/weEe..022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-1801443036393344262</id><published>2007-12-05T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T16:45:18.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHARMANDER is EMO</title><content type='html'>from this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1s6PzsHNBI/AAAAAAAAAMk/bsB9CJWRx0E/s1600-h/1_131715537l+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1s6PzsHNBI/AAAAAAAAAMk/bsB9CJWRx0E/s320/1_131715537l+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141767442821231634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1blZzsHM5I/AAAAAAAAALk/MiixYafszh8/s1600-h/char+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1blZzsHM5I/AAAAAAAAALk/MiixYafszh8/s320/char+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140548256224719762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! ngpa-straight?? ewan. astig daw. [sbe nia] cge n nga astig na. *tawa* ayun comedy tlga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POKEMON + EMO = HIM. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-1801443036393344262?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/1801443036393344262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=1801443036393344262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1801443036393344262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/1801443036393344262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2007/12/charmander-is-emo.html' title='CHARMANDER is EMO'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R1s6PzsHNBI/AAAAAAAAAMk/bsB9CJWRx0E/s72-c/1_131715537l+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-5724156560700145829</id><published>2007-12-01T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T18:54:00.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>december celebrants!! :)</title><content type='html'>December o1.&lt;br /&gt;`baillarie galay&lt;br /&gt;-apee burtdae beej! labbs cah nmen ni gz. sbarro sa sat aa? wee :]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December o4.&lt;br /&gt;`justin lomat &amp;&amp; rona sarmiento&lt;br /&gt;-apee burtdae betels! blow-out. libre. pakaen. painom. treat. nga! moore to come guys!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 12.&lt;br /&gt;`beverly herrera&lt;br /&gt;-apee burtdae bebang tanda mo na. we miss you. *apaw!* huhuhu... stay safe and healthy. excited naah kme s baby moo!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 13.&lt;br /&gt;`cyriz roldan&lt;br /&gt;-hi crizy,apee burtdae! hahaha! cute sa friendster aa. ayiyi. miss kna nmen looka! =]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 19.&lt;br /&gt;`jozel paredes &amp;&amp; gizelle gepila&lt;br /&gt;-apee 2nd anniversary sa inyo! you guys,are almost married. moore to come and stay strong! *cheers!*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 31&lt;br /&gt;`jericson catamisan&lt;br /&gt;-swit,apee burtdae! hahaha! tanda naah tlga oh. miss you already! =] labb cah daw ni jericka. XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-5724156560700145829?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5724156560700145829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=5724156560700145829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5724156560700145829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/5724156560700145829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2007/12/december-celebrants.html' title='december celebrants!! :)'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-4683432799929670038</id><published>2007-12-01T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T05:02:37.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishlist coh this xmas! hahaha!</title><content type='html'>[grant me! grant me!,lol]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-white supah big shoulder bag @ tomato.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-royal blue doll shoes @ so fab!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"i'm a blacksheep" tee @ maldita&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hello kitty umbrella&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cheek mess @ the body shop&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a pair of pink flip-flops @havaianas&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-green &amp;&amp; pastel pink nail polish&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a BOYFRIEND that will surely &lt;u&gt;LAST&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...*sniff! sniff!*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supah thank you sa mga mgga-grant! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-4683432799929670038?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/4683432799929670038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=4683432799929670038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4683432799929670038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4683432799929670038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2007/12/wishlist-coh-this-xmas-hahaha.html' title='wishlist coh this xmas! hahaha!'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-7210604561995005896</id><published>2007-11-29T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T02:51:23.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:'(</title><content type='html'>indi kme nka-attend ng &lt;b&gt;acquaintance party&lt;/b&gt; slash CIHM night nmen. huhu dhil kc sa lecheng manila peninsula incident. ampf tlga ooh! andun pa aman goobers coh. so sad! tpos reunited nnman h-166. super nakakapang hinayang tlga ooh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-7210604561995005896?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/7210604561995005896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=7210604561995005896&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7210604561995005896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/7210604561995005896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;('/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-4227038860809364093</id><published>2007-11-26T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T17:49:27.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>super enjoy ang p.e. class this sem! :)</title><content type='html'>wa. i super labb our p.e. class this 2nd sem. e pnoh. &lt;b&gt;ballroom dancing&lt;/b&gt; lan aman, oh db enjoy! eheheh... kesa aman ung gymnastic at aerobics last sem. eew! anhirap. promise d ako ngenjoy dun. khit &lt;b&gt;cheering&lt;/b&gt; ung finals nmen. ee pnoh.. bxta. hahaha! di ako ngenjoy. peo this sem. hayz.. warm-up plang nkakatuwa na. indi tlga boring! astig. excited nko s prelim nmen. ahehehe.. with matching 3inches heels ang practice nmen aa. kmuxta aman eon. pero i labb eet aman! ahahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-4227038860809364093?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/4227038860809364093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=4227038860809364093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4227038860809364093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/4227038860809364093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2007/11/super-enjoy-ang-pe-class-this-sem.html' title='super enjoy ang p.e. class this sem! :)'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13447561.post-7373180736566873662</id><published>2007-11-25T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T20:02:45.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>leanne's debut slash sleepover @ my place :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R0pFCSAJWfI/AAAAAAAAALc/4o1XjceG6ps/s1600-h/1_915880131l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R0pFCSAJWfI/AAAAAAAAALc/4o1XjceG6ps/s320/1_915880131l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136994230463977970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R0pEtCAJWeI/AAAAAAAAALU/KeJSn_iUxuU/s1600-h/1_797514389l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R0pEtCAJWeI/AAAAAAAAALU/KeJSn_iUxuU/s320/1_797514389l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136993865391757794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R0pECyAJWdI/AAAAAAAAALM/Z1lv67C1BPc/s1600-h/1_296960621l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R0pECyAJWdI/AAAAAAAAALM/Z1lv67C1BPc/s320/1_296960621l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136993139542284754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/R0pCxiAJWbI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rx-gH24R_eY/s1600-h/1_936089417l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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T.T so sad. nwala kc s icp ko. ampf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13447561-682871064148726829?l=rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/feeds/682871064148726829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13447561&amp;postID=682871064148726829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/682871064148726829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13447561/posts/default/682871064148726829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelliouschiq.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-tagboard-d.html' title='NEW! tagboard! :D'/><author><name>Eun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282153754021727209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSGqMerqRCc/ShNxdzLScWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hILMeFmfTWo/S220/eun3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
