<?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-7690269</id><updated>2012-02-17T11:51:22.868+08:00</updated><category term='Beach'/><category term='Puerto'/><title type='text'>This is just how it is.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>127</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-4552165940461555163</id><published>2008-12-22T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:52:13.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crash and burn girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok. that was a cite. hhhmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days til Christmas. Wooohhhooo! Or not. LOL. Can't smell the holiday scent. it makes me sad. im more excited on my 21st. Yipeee! But guys, i wont treat. im sooo excited. im gonna be with my friends who i miss hanging out with. oohhh-lala! but dunno where to go. i dont have a hangout place in mind. folks, got suggestions? text moi! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like craving for salty food right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-4552165940461555163?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/4552165940461555163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=4552165940461555163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4552165940461555163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4552165940461555163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/12/crash-and-burn-girl.html' title='crash and burn girl'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2445756899589970393</id><published>2008-12-21T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:17:39.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop being a drama queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bragging ur sadness makes me irritable. stop shoving it to my face. it's not the season to be sad deary. well, if this is your way of making people sympathize with you, it's not working.. well, at least for me. I'm in a very good mood. and i hate having negative vibes/feelings around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2445756899589970393?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2445756899589970393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2445756899589970393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2445756899589970393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2445756899589970393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/12/stop-being-drama-queen.html' title='stop being a drama queen'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3342376526207995977</id><published>2008-12-08T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:38:10.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>donut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want donut. Im craving for it since yesterday. Give me one pls? Pls? LOL. I'm done doing my resume. Im glad I dont have to do an application letter coz I dunno what to put in there. I hope I can get in Nestle. Wooopppeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 18th GELLI! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy will be discharged from the hospital today. I'll be going to the hospital later. Boo! I'm tamad. I wanna stay home. But my mom asked me to come with her. Well, what can I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 days til my 21st. Sorry for counting down. I guess I'm excited though I dont have plans for my big day. I want to have a tequila party. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata! Need my beauty sleep. LOL! Nytie nyt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3342376526207995977?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3342376526207995977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3342376526207995977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3342376526207995977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3342376526207995977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-want-donut.html' title='donut'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-4754890130929805152</id><published>2008-12-04T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:11:21.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks for nothing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a sorta conversation of me, 2 cousins and my brother. whatever...&lt;br /&gt;While I was in the hospital, the nurse came in and checked on my dad.. I just found myself looking at him.. My cousin said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uyy.. Si Jessy, type yung nurse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Gave him a silly look.. and said..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hindi ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Brother:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hintayin mo yung doctor, mas gwaping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My 2 Counsins:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oo nga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No PGC today. Wooppeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No more jumpy heart..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.. I have a quiz in Accounting tomorrow. My gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-4754890130929805152?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/4754890130929805152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=4754890130929805152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4754890130929805152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4754890130929805152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanks-for-nothing.html' title='thanks for nothing...'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-5302550068240445520</id><published>2008-12-02T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:39:02.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything is not exactly what them seem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spent the night in the hospital so I wasnt able to go to school today. My dad's operation was successful. They found out that there was a 3 cm. tumor in his intestine which caused the abnormal bowel movement. He's still under observation because of his diabetes and heart condition. Hopefully everything will be all right. The doctor spoke to us awhile ago and said that what happened to my dad is hereditary. As soon as I heard the word hereditary, I felt worried. I dont want that to happen to me. Well my mom said naman na in my dad's younger years, he's not a veggie eater. He loves to eat meat A LOT. Well, in some way I'm relieved, coz I know that I eat veggies naman, well I try to. Then spent the whoooole day in the hospital. I went in the lobby to fix some things, so while lining up in the cashier, I overheard 2 old ladies talking about their chemo. As I looked at them, they don't seem to have cancer at all. I realized that we have to be extra sensitive to what people feel, may it be physical or emotional or whatsoever. Wala lang. Naisip ko lang siya. LOL. We're still waiting for the biopsy of the tumor. I hope it's not cancerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Praise &amp;amp; thank GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-5302550068240445520?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/5302550068240445520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=5302550068240445520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5302550068240445520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5302550068240445520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/12/everything-is-not-exactly-what-them.html' title='everything is not exactly what them seem.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3615262331347875376</id><published>2008-11-30T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:08:14.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trauma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just got home from PGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How my day went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, spent my day in the hospital. My dad was confined AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom woke me up and told me that my dad was rushed to the hospital. They were putting on Christmas decors this morning, then prepared to go to MaDocs. I was in the E.R. morning til afternoon. Ooohh. There's a cute doctor. Tee-hee. My dad was transferred to PGH because MaDocs is too expensive. Aabutin ng more than half a million yung operation. Well, 'twas found out that it isnt coz of complication in the gall bladder anymore. 'twas more than that but they couldn't tell exactly what. He undergone endoscopy this evening, but because may nakabara pa sa intestine ni daddy, they couldnt see what really is inside. So, there will be a second endoscopy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experienced riding the ambulance. Hihihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in the PGH E.R. @#$%! I was soooo traumatized. I thought sa TV ko lang makikita yung ganong eksena. Gawd! Different cases. Super. Grabe. Unexplainable. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's pretty ok now. We're just waiting for the result. Pls. pray for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God..help us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3615262331347875376?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3615262331347875376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3615262331347875376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3615262331347875376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3615262331347875376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/11/trauma.html' title='trauma'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-7354071379167396658</id><published>2008-11-29T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T19:31:41.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At looong last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Funny. I haven't been updating my blog for like 3 months. Would you believe me if I said that I'm too busy to update this because of school crap? Hahaha. Not me, really. Nothing's been going on. I'm still the old me. Same as ever. Same old, same old. The only thing that changed is my hair. I have short hair now. LOL. Same thoughts linger my mind.. Same questions stay unanswered.. Full of what if's.. There..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm preparing for my OJT this summer. I hope I'll get in Nestle. I really want to have my practicum there. Well it already became my dream company. That's toppin' my wish list. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming up and so is my 21st birthday. Eeww. I'll be a year older once again. And my friends would bully me for my age. Argh! I'm turning 21!! Not 22! LOL. I think I wanna have a party. I want to have a tequila party. I want to get really drunk. I already forgot how it is to lose one's mind. :)) Kidding! I'm having second thoughts though. My dad was recently confined in the hospital because of gall bladder. So, I do'wanna  add up to my mom's expenses. But I do really wanna have a party. Pls throw me one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wish me luck, dearies.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-7354071379167396658?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/7354071379167396658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=7354071379167396658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7354071379167396658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7354071379167396658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-looong-last.html' title='At looong last!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-8448131323887917529</id><published>2008-08-25T16:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:42:17.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's enough, when i say it's enough!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I've reached my point wherein I really have to stop and move on. All of my friends are telling me that "&lt;em&gt;wag ka na don..."&lt;/em&gt;. Well, they're right. Oh so right! I was shocked that a friend of mine told me he's not for me and I should move on because he has already someone. I was hurt. I felt like there's a big hole in my heart. Or like there's an arrow that pierced through it. I was really hurt. Because at that time, I am contented just being around him. No expectations and all. Then, another friend told me that I was only a friend to him. Well, I kinda expected that already. And yet, when you come to think of it, the way he is to me, is not just a friend. There goes confusion. I can't put together the puzzle. When it comes to this, he is an alien to me. I don't know his plans. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am lucky to have them as my friends now. They're always at my back. Teehee. They even have a gameplan. I  hope it'll work out. :) &lt;em&gt;Bahala na ang karma sa kanya. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's time to save myself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-8448131323887917529?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8448131323887917529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=8448131323887917529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8448131323887917529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8448131323887917529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-enough-when-i-say-its-enough.html' title='it&apos;s enough, when i say it&apos;s enough!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-4061223465407179830</id><published>2008-08-20T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:33:11.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is like woaah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Classes were suspended today. Yaayy! I shouldn't have gone to school because of the heavy rain. I was afraid to experience the &lt;em&gt;baha &lt;/em&gt;in UST again. Luckily, when I got to school, there was no &lt;em&gt;baha. &lt;/em&gt;LOL! My day wasn't productive at all. I only had 2 subjects today, Logic and Technical Reporting. Woohhoo! I got a passing score in my Logic Prelim Exam. Then went home. I just slept the whoole afternoon. SO now, I might be sleeping late again. Wow! I am not getting enough sleep since school started after my lil 5-day break. I dunno why. Though, I am not complaining, it's just weird. So there. I hope there'll be no classes tomorrow. Waahhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ciao! :):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-4061223465407179830?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/4061223465407179830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=4061223465407179830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4061223465407179830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4061223465407179830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-is-like-woaah.html' title='love is like woaah!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-8654829407384298862</id><published>2008-08-19T18:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:35:16.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck That!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shemaaayyy! I failed my prelim exam in Calculus. FUCK!! That only means I need to work double-time this finals. Oh myy! Bakit ko pa kasi tinulugan yung exam na yon. Urrggghh! Oh gaawwd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-8654829407384298862?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8654829407384298862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=8654829407384298862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8654829407384298862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8654829407384298862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/08/fuck-that.html' title='Fuck That!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3968346602214470793</id><published>2008-08-18T13:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:50:03.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>et voila!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SKkMIs-vPKI/AAAAAAAAADE/sg8MbgJFADU/s1600-h/CIMG1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SKkMIs-vPKI/AAAAAAAAADE/sg8MbgJFADU/s200/CIMG1288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235729385447701666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Had a blast last Saturday night.. :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Im down to my last day of my lil vacation. It suucks. I dont wanna go to school yet. HAHA. I still have one prelim exam on Wednesday. I might study later tonight..or not! Haha. I dunno if I'll be able to focus on my school again. Super tinatamad na talaga ako. Plus, I still have stuff to do for the org. I haven't opened  a bank account yet, I haven't updated our monthly and project expenses. Hahaha. See! How lazy I am! But I'll try to go to BPI this Friday since my class ends at 1. Yipee! Cant wait for the long weekend again. Next thing y'know, it's September. Wow! Ber months already! I can already smell the holiday spirit! Yahhooo! LOL. but that means i'll be 1 year older. Boo! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..Now you know how it feels! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3968346602214470793?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3968346602214470793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3968346602214470793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3968346602214470793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3968346602214470793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/08/et-voila.html' title='et voila!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SKkMIs-vPKI/AAAAAAAAADE/sg8MbgJFADU/s72-c/CIMG1288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-5086700342025223254</id><published>2008-08-04T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:53:30.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it felt so wrong, it felt so right.. but it don't mean i'm in love tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-5086700342025223254?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/5086700342025223254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=5086700342025223254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5086700342025223254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5086700342025223254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/08/lalala.html' title='lalala!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-5646797275719407040</id><published>2008-08-03T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:52:43.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tada!</title><content type='html'>I have been busy since school started that's why I haven't been updating my blog for almost 2 months. I apologize for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was busy preparing activities for our org like the GA. The GA was a success. Totally! Everyone had fun. And twas a memorable GA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SJWZYQgJqeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ssuM-czwrFw/s1600-h/DSC04016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SJWZYQgJqeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ssuM-czwrFw/s200/DSC04016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230255184286427618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'twas prom night all over again.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I didnt expect this to happen. But it did! He extended his hand to me and we danced. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-5646797275719407040?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/5646797275719407040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=5646797275719407040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5646797275719407040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5646797275719407040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/08/tada.html' title='Tada!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SJWZYQgJqeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ssuM-czwrFw/s72-c/DSC04016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2808037529465841669</id><published>2008-06-02T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:06:47.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June madness...</title><content type='html'>Hello dears. It's my first entry for the month of June. School is like 9 days away. I am sorta anticipating it na hindi. Hahaha. Enrolment na tomorrow. Wala lng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok tamad na ko mag update. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2808037529465841669?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2808037529465841669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2808037529465841669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2808037529465841669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2808037529465841669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-madness.html' title='June madness...'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-4438035071136050452</id><published>2008-05-28T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T17:45:57.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bummer..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whatta bummer am I today. Here's how my day went (actually my day isn't over yet). Woke up at almost 12 noon, ate lunch, did some kitchen chores, then went back to my bedroom to lie down and watch TV with my nephew. Of course, I was tempted to sleep AGAIN. And I did! Oh my gosh. This is such a bummer day. This is my most bummer day of all my other bummer days. LOL. I guess I was just enjoying and sulking on the thought that I only have 2 weeks left of my LAST bummer summer vacation. LOL. So, now I am counting down til school year '08-'09 officially starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohhh. I got my sched today. Thanks to my dear blockmate. I felt happy with the sched. At least I only have to wake up at 4.30 am twice a week! Woohhhoooo!! Ooohh. I love my Friday sched. Hoyeaahhh! My dismissal is at 1 pm. Hooyyeeaahhh! I liiiike thaat! More tipid days. Coz I have less, less breaks. Wooopppee!! Hahahaha. Ok. I am overjoyed. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maddy, makakapagtipid na us! &lt;/span&gt;LOL. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends (I hope Row will come) and I are goin to GH this Saturday. It's been centuries (I think) since I last went there. Hahaha. Caaant waiiit. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Si Tin excited na. &lt;/span&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til here! Ciao! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-4438035071136050452?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/4438035071136050452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=4438035071136050452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4438035071136050452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4438035071136050452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/05/bummer.html' title='bummer..'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-6009179037970371883</id><published>2008-05-26T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:57:00.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumblings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are a lot of reasons that contribute to me not able to sleep: one, i had siesta. two, a lotta things are going through my mind when i close my eyes. three, it's raining hard (not really one of THE reasons). four, him (yeah, right! just kidding).  Really, the number 1 reason is a lot of thoughts are running through my mind that i cannot stop  from thinking about. My loved ones, my dreams, my responsibilities, school, etc. Oh well. It's hard not to think about those stuff. Eniway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is fast approaching. I wanna take back what I said that I wanna go to school already. I am afraid of the thought of us reshuffling. I really hope it isn't true. Whoever suggested that must be really goin nuts. Crap.  I mean,  what's the point.  2 years of being with my blockmates established a really good relationship among us. We cannot afford to be in  different sections (even though our  batch has 2 sections only).  It'll be like a cream without an ice; a peanut without a butter, and so on. So cheezy, eh? But what the heck?! I know they would agree to what I just said. So, please. Dont reshuffle us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see my friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-6009179037970371883?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/6009179037970371883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=6009179037970371883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6009179037970371883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6009179037970371883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/05/rumblings.html' title='Rumblings...'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3399265264777075298</id><published>2008-05-24T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T14:13:14.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halluuuuuu.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TRIPSIE DEAR &amp;amp; ROXY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since I last posted. I was kinda busy with attending org meetings and the like. Oh well. Woot! Woot! D.C won!  Wala lang. Im soo happy for him. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumors are spreading that we will be reshuffled. Oh no! No way!! What the?!? Bakit pa kailangan ireshuffle, 2 sections na nga lang kami. Anu ba yun?! Oh puhlease God! No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is just 'round the corner. Cant wait. Hahaha. Nabubulok na brains ko sa kaka-bum dito sa house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3399265264777075298?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3399265264777075298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3399265264777075298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3399265264777075298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3399265264777075298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/05/halluuuuuu.html' title='Halluuuuuu.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-8578177077551250579</id><published>2008-05-15T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T19:35:40.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SCweaNiNdkI/AAAAAAAAACs/L36SwSDmaO8/s1600-h/cook_david.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SCweaNiNdkI/AAAAAAAAACs/L36SwSDmaO8/s200/cook_david.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200565105364661826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;vs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SCwegtiNdlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/z5weSlJInck/s1600-h/5484355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SCwegtiNdlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/z5weSlJInck/s200/5484355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200565217033811538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to them! I hope D.C wins. Hehehe. I like them both but I like D.C more. LoL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-8578177077551250579?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8578177077551250579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=8578177077551250579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8578177077551250579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8578177077551250579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/05/yes.html' title='Yes!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SCweaNiNdkI/AAAAAAAAACs/L36SwSDmaO8/s72-c/cook_david.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-7768085719667780770</id><published>2008-05-14T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T18:18:24.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hhhhmm.</title><content type='html'>I can't seem to stop eating. After our trip to Puerto, I always wanna eat. Eat, eat, eat! Im soooo full right now but I still wanna eat. Ooohhh. It's David Cook on A.I. He's sooo hot. I hope he wins! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma eat ensymada.. Teehee! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-7768085719667780770?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/7768085719667780770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=7768085719667780770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7768085719667780770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7768085719667780770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/05/hhhhmm.html' title='Hhhhmm.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-1274759455721384089</id><published>2008-05-12T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T11:33:28.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop.</title><content type='html'>I say I'd stop. Well, I did. But it seems I didn't or I cannot. I still feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am booored. I've got nothing to look forward to. I must say, I want to go back to school already. I dunno why. But I want to already. I am anticipating. HAHA. I still have almost a month to bum. Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to try something. Lucid dreaming. HAHAHA. Wala lang. Napanood ko lang siya sa Discovery Channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am booooooored. Take me outta here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-1274759455721384089?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/1274759455721384089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=1274759455721384089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/1274759455721384089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/1274759455721384089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/05/stop.html' title='Stop.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-8987885702962010590</id><published>2008-05-05T14:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T18:08:37.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunkissed.</title><content type='html'>Let the pictures speak for itself how much fun I had during our lil trip to PUERTO GALERA. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SB7cdQ9FeVI/AAAAAAAAACk/I9uOlMyO7I0/s1600-h/P1010059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SB7cdQ9FeVI/AAAAAAAAACk/I9uOlMyO7I0/s320/P1010059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196833415357626706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SB7cHw9FeUI/AAAAAAAAACc/1nuNeZ9qbdk/s1600-h/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SB7cHw9FeUI/AAAAAAAAACc/1nuNeZ9qbdk/s320/P1010001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196833045990439234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SB7b3w9FeTI/AAAAAAAAACU/V5ATjA1imMs/s1600-h/DSC07924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SB7b3w9FeTI/AAAAAAAAACU/V5ATjA1imMs/s320/DSC07924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196832771112532274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SB7bww9FeSI/AAAAAAAAACM/JLVrAf63Ung/s1600-h/DSC08037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SB7bww9FeSI/AAAAAAAAACM/JLVrAf63Ung/s320/DSC08037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196832650853447970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SB7bfQ9FeRI/AAAAAAAAACE/IahJW4b_nsU/s1600-h/DSC07890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SB7bfQ9FeRI/AAAAAAAAACE/IahJW4b_nsU/s320/DSC07890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196832350205737234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-8987885702962010590?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8987885702962010590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=8987885702962010590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8987885702962010590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8987885702962010590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunkissed.html' title='Sunkissed.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SB7cdQ9FeVI/AAAAAAAAACk/I9uOlMyO7I0/s72-c/P1010059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-8682215511368340391</id><published>2008-04-28T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T12:17:19.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special day.</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday my dear Cuz. So, where we at?! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im soo excited to hit the beach already. Im dayssss away from being suuunkissed. Wooppeeee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-8682215511368340391?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8682215511368340391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=8682215511368340391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8682215511368340391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8682215511368340391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/04/special-day.html' title='Special day.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-5472319367976705771</id><published>2008-04-27T10:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T10:26:14.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puerto'/><title type='text'>Babe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm 4 days away from beach-ing with my friends. I'm oh so excited already. Just the thought of it makes me oohhh.. excited! I haven't bought stuffs yet. 2 days away from the busy life in the city. Haha. As if I live in the city AND as if I'm BUSY, I guess not! Accdg. to my friends, I live in the boondocks daw. The hell! HAHA. 2 days of R &amp;amp; R and bonding with my friends at the beach. Uh-huh! Bonding. Yipeee! I caaan't wait no more! Puerto, HERE WE COME! I hope the 'others' can come. But unfortunately they cannot. They have summer classes. :( Don't worry. We'll have our time next summer. Hooraahh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sleepy. I woke up pretty early to hear mass. I want to sleep. Maybe after writing in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the blog of Brian Gorrell last night. I was bored and curious. He's pretty infuriated with what that DJ Montano did to him ah. And the Gucci Gang?! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eniway. I did a run through in his blog lang. Tamad akong magbasa ng mahaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a Moto Q9H! I posted the pic on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beaaaaaaaach. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-5472319367976705771?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/5472319367976705771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=5472319367976705771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5472319367976705771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5472319367976705771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/04/babe.html' title='Babe.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2116482807202664153</id><published>2008-04-26T19:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T19:08:16.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New skin.</title><content type='html'>Got a new skin. Wooppeee! And a new url too... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2116482807202664153?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2116482807202664153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2116482807202664153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2116482807202664153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2116482807202664153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-skin.html' title='New skin.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-7595141989411541079</id><published>2008-04-21T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:03:28.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Handwriting Analysis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Welcome Regina Jessica Perez, here is your handwriting analysis.&lt;/p&gt;                    &lt;div&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q22_1094009417.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Regina Jessica is moderately outgoing. Her emotions are stirred by sympathy and heart rendering stories. In fact, she can be kind, friendly, affectionate and considerate of others. She has the ability to put herself into the other person's shoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Regina Jessica will be somewhat moody, with highs and lows. Sometimes she will be happy, the next day she might be sad. She has the unique ability to get along equally well with what psychology calls introverts and extroverts. This is because she is in between. Psychology calls Regina Jessica an ambivert. She understands the needs of both types. Although they get along, she will not tolerate anyone that is too "far out." She doesn't sway too far one way or the other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When convincing her to buy a product or an idea, a heart rendering story could mean a great deal to her. She puts herself in the same situation as the person in the story, yet she will not buy anything that seems overly impractical or illogical. Regina Jessica is an expressive person. She outwardly shows her emotions. She may even show traces of tears when hearing a sad story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Regina Jessica is a "middle-of-the-roader," politically as well as logically. She weighs both sides of an issue, sits on the fence, and then will decide when she finally has to. She basically doesn't relate to any far out ideas and usually won't go to the extreme on any issue.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q21_1094009295.jpeg" alt=""&gt; People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Regina Jessica doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others. &lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q23_1094009548.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Regina Jessica is sensitive to criticism about her ideas and philosophies. She will sometimes worry what people will think if she tells them what she believes in. This doesn't mean she won't talk, or that she feels ashamed. It merely means she is sensitive to what others think, regarding her beliefs.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q24_1094009778.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Regina Jessica is secretive. She has secrets which she does not wish to share with others. She intentionally conceals things about herself. She has a private side that she intends to keep that way, especially concerning certain events in her past.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q20_1094009105.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Regina Jessica can be defiant. She sometimes has the attitude that if someone doesn't like it the way she is doing it, then they can just "go to hell!" This trait may reveal itself in a rebellious nature that is always ready to resist forces which she thinks are infringing upon her freedom of action.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q25_1094009924.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Diplomacy is one of Regina Jessica's best attributes. She has the ability to say what others want to hear. She can have tact with others. She has the ability to state things in such a way as to not offend someone else. Regina Jessica can disagree without being disagreeable.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q26_1094010047.jpeg" alt=""&gt; In reference to Regina Jessica's mental abilities, she has a very investigating and creating mind. She investigates projects rapidly because she is curious about many things. She gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but she soon must slow down and look at all the angles. She probably gets too many things going at once. When Regina Jessica slows down, then she becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, she must slow down to do it. She then decides what projects she has time to finish. Thus she finishes at a slower pace than when she started the project.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. Her mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. She can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Regina Jessica can then switch into her low gear. When she is in the slower mode, she can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. She is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q27_1094010202.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Regina Jessica is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. She needs to visualize the end of a project before she starts. she finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said she plans everything she is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned. Regina Jessica basically feels good about herself. She has a positive self-esteem which contributes to her success. She feels she has the ability to achieve anything she sets her mind to. However, she sets her goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach". She has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, she will not take great risks, as they relate to her goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, her self-perception is better than average.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q31_1094010938.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Regina Jessica has a healthy imagination and displays a fair amount of trust. She lets new people into her circle of friends. She uses her imagination to understand new ideas, things, and people.&lt;/p&gt;                      &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-7595141989411541079?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/7595141989411541079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=7595141989411541079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7595141989411541079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7595141989411541079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-handwriting-analysis.html' title='My Handwriting Analysis.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-6718860579026022236</id><published>2008-04-16T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:28:52.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIGRAINE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/span&gt; relate to the song.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Oo nga pala, hindi nga pala tayo&lt;br&gt; Hanggang dito lang ako, nangangarap na mapa-sa’yo&lt;br&gt; Hindi sinasadya&lt;br&gt; Hahanapin pa ang lugar ko&lt;br&gt; Asan nga ba ako? andiyan pa ba sa iyo?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br&gt; Nahihilo, nalilito&lt;br&gt; Asan ba ‘ko sa ‘yo? asan ba ‘ko sa ‘yo?&lt;br&gt; Nahihilo, nalilito&lt;br&gt; Asan ba ‘ko sa ‘yo? aasa ba ‘ko sa ‘yo?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Naiinip na ako, naghihintay sa ‘yo&lt;br&gt; Masakit na ang ulo, kailangan bang lumuhod?&lt;br&gt; Gusto ko lang naman, yung totoo&lt;br&gt; Yung tipong ang sagot&lt;br&gt; Ay di rin isang tanong&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;[repeat Chorus]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Dahil, ‘di na makatulog&lt;br&gt; Dahil ‘di na makakain&lt;br&gt; Dahil ‘di na makatawa&lt;br&gt; Dahil, di na&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Oo nga pala, hindi nga pala tayo&lt;br&gt; Hanggang dito lang ako&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;[repeat Chorus]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Nahihilo&lt;br&gt; Nalilito&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-6718860579026022236?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/6718860579026022236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=6718860579026022236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6718860579026022236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6718860579026022236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/04/migraine.html' title='MIGRAINE.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3507358811023862208</id><published>2008-04-15T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T10:44:17.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When SUN found the MOON...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy, was I drunk last night. My kuya and I had a one-on-one drinking session last night. Pottteeekkk! I can't remember the last time I walked ng pagewang-gewang. Now I can still smell the liquor we drank. Eeewww. Makes me puke. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, no hangover. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craving for pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3507358811023862208?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3507358811023862208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3507358811023862208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3507358811023862208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3507358811023862208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-sun-found-moon.html' title='When SUN found the MOON...'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3659302722052165461</id><published>2008-04-14T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T16:45:33.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My mom called awhile ago telling me that they booked a trip to Bora. I thought I was going to there this summer. But no. 'twas advanced booking for October- October 2 (That's a Thursday) to be exact. That's a Ramadan day so there'll be no classes.  I'mma skip classes to go to the beach. Hoyeaaahh! I wouldn't trade that for anything. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3659302722052165461?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3659302722052165461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3659302722052165461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3659302722052165461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3659302722052165461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/04/summer.html' title='summer.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-4946336179386632907</id><published>2008-04-13T09:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T10:06:46.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This, I looove.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SAFnpfGhP3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7gBpVL9eNGI/s1600-h/motorola-q-q9-hsdpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SAFnpfGhP3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7gBpVL9eNGI/s320/motorola-q-q9-hsdpa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188542208128663410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This, I fell in LOVE with. The moment I held him in my hands, I knew right then and there that we're meant to be. Oh myyy! I want him badlyyyy. Waaahhh!!! OH MY GOSH. For now, all I can do is dream and stare at its pic. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-4946336179386632907?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/4946336179386632907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=4946336179386632907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4946336179386632907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4946336179386632907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-i-looove.html' title='This, I looove.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SAFnpfGhP3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7gBpVL9eNGI/s72-c/motorola-q-q9-hsdpa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-6154570129914026756</id><published>2008-04-11T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T12:38:48.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby lose control.</title><content type='html'>Ako'y nabubulok na dito sa house. I want to go out, NOW!!! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need a new haircut. Ampangeeet na ng hair ko. Eewwwness! Wahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone cook my food? I don't like to eat what I cooked. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hot! I want to swim. BEAAAAACH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til here. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-6154570129914026756?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/6154570129914026756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=6154570129914026756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6154570129914026756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6154570129914026756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/04/baby-lose-control.html' title='Baby lose control.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-6149267835074920095</id><published>2008-04-07T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:28:26.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Push the button.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My mom's back last night! Boy,, I was sooo excited to see her after a week. I was inggit when she made kwento about her China trip. Demmit! I should've come talaga. But my passport is expired. She told me that she'll go back there WITH ME. Yeheeyy! Sembreak I hope. I got new sneakers. Wooppeeee! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been updating everyday for the reason that I dont have much to make kwento about. Everyday is routinary. I'll wake up, watch TV, go online, watch TV, eat, then finally sleep. HAHA. Er. Of course I take a bath. I DO take a bath. LOL. It's weird. I think I've gained weight already. Ughhh! although I am not eating a lot. I need to control my eating habit OR ELSE! duhn, duhn, duhn, duhn! Hahaha. Oh boy! I miss Rosanne and Charm naaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goo'night!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-6149267835074920095?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/6149267835074920095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=6149267835074920095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6149267835074920095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6149267835074920095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/04/push-button.html' title='Push the button.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-7344047026250850009</id><published>2008-04-01T17:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T17:47:25.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish it could've been true. Why does it have to be a lie? But I don't think that was a lie. I wanted to think that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I said to you was entirely true. I hope one day you'll realize that you SHOULD'VE told me the truth instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. I passed all my subjects. HAHA. I knew that since last week. Super whatta relief. My MOM didn't rep to me though. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kainis. &lt;/span&gt;Hahaha. She's in China right now. Can't wait for her to come home. Wooppeee! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pasalubong! &lt;/span&gt;Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-7344047026250850009?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/7344047026250850009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=7344047026250850009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7344047026250850009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7344047026250850009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-fools.html' title='April Fool&apos;s'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-7850522131298492250</id><published>2008-03-29T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:57:33.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People Leave.</title><content type='html'>The people you have now will not permanently stay in your life. People come and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-7850522131298492250?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/7850522131298492250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=7850522131298492250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7850522131298492250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7850522131298492250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/03/people-leave.html' title='People Leave.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-7311015071549913665</id><published>2008-03-28T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:31:28.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saddening.</title><content type='html'>Something's not right. I dunno why I am feeling this way. Basta something is awfully not right. As in! I can't explain. And I don't like what I'm feeling. I feel uneasy. I feel... ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Rosanne! Goodbye Charm! I'll surely miss you both!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-7311015071549913665?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/7311015071549913665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=7311015071549913665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7311015071549913665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7311015071549913665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/03/saddening.html' title='Saddening.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-4282757464156663517</id><published>2008-03-27T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T20:06:07.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's not right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's not right. Am I overreacting? Or paranoid? I don't like what I'm feeling right now. Heeeeeeeelp me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-4282757464156663517?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/4282757464156663517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=4282757464156663517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4282757464156663517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4282757464156663517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/03/somethings-not-right.html' title='Something&apos;s not right.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-1841735645452983805</id><published>2008-03-25T13:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T14:48:49.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Miss..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After 4 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am updating my blog again. I've been totally busy with school. Seriously. I've never experienced that being soooo busy except this sem. But hey! It's summer once again, I can update you with my oh-so-boring-vacation again. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First things first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What happened to me while I'm on hiatus?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, this 2nd sem was a bit frustrating. I've been too lax. I dunno why --but thank God I don't have failing subjects. Anyway. We had so many activities. And oh, I ran as a treasurer in our Org and I won. Tee-hee. I'm a bit intimidated by the tasks that was passed on to me. I hope I can handle that next year. Dhun..dhun..dhun..dhun. 3rd yr! The hardest year, I think. Plus extra-curricular activities. Yikes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" ref="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y19/rj_p/2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y19/rj_p/2008/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PAFT Plant Tour '07-'08: OH WHAT FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y19/rj_p/2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02367.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y19/rj_p/2008/DSC02367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss my girls... @ David's Bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y19/rj_p/2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=untitled1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y19/rj_p/2008/untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss my ka-triplets.. Especially CHARM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y19/rj_p/2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=untitled7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y19/rj_p/2008/untitled7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maundy Thursday with my LOVES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y19/rj_p/2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010044.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y19/rj_p/2008/P1010044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll miss my BeBe so muuuch.. Happy trip dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy Memoirs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-1841735645452983805?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/1841735645452983805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=1841735645452983805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/1841735645452983805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/1841735645452983805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2008/03/ill-miss.html' title='I&apos;ll Miss..'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y19/rj_p/2008/th_untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-8782563611814936198</id><published>2007-11-15T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T21:46:47.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so cold.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My dears, it is sooo cold. I'm doing my BioChem thing. Ugh. Classes were suspended and Rosanne and I decided to go malling instead of going home. HAHA. We ate at KFC. So sad, walang Jollibee sa Gateway. I've been craving of Jollibee's crispy chicken for days now. But I am not able to get the chance to go to Jollibee. =( HAHA. Na-sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway. Friday na tomorrow! Amaaazing. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-8782563611814936198?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8782563611814936198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=8782563611814936198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8782563611814936198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8782563611814936198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-cold.html' title='so cold.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-5723904772171918628</id><published>2007-11-06T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:44:07.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At long laaaast.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My most dreaded yet anticipated event is over. Well, not really over, over. I've got one more activity. Well, no sweat na lang yon. HAHA. Kidding. It was a nice experience actually. But it was nerve-wracking. Sweaar! Woohhoooo! Adrenaline rush. Para di mo nalang mapansin yung kaba mo is to do your best eh. Dance and sing like there's no tomorrown. Bwahahaha! Oh well. I love this day. Me and my HS berks were complete- even though they came late. But still, it is appreciated my dears. Woohhhoooo! Can't wait for our summer trip! Woohhhoooo! Is it Baguio? Or La Union? Or Zambales? Can't waiiit. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm tired. Gots to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-5723904772171918628?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/5723904772171918628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=5723904772171918628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5723904772171918628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5723904772171918628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/11/at-long-laaaast.html' title='At long laaaast.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2385100338090253799</id><published>2007-11-02T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T10:18:53.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh yes I'm in a panic mode already. This is my last Friday of sembreak. OMFG!!!! And I haven't been practicing my piece seriously. Oh my!! This is sooo frustrating. I wanna cry and shout and whatever. Yes, I am stressed. Friends, I need you to hug me, NOW!!! Hhoomaaayyygaaaddd!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eniway. Tin's coming home today. I wonder if she bought me pasalubong. She better be! Or else! F.O! HAHA. Kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gots to go! CIAO! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2385100338090253799?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2385100338090253799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2385100338090253799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2385100338090253799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2385100338090253799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/11/panic-mode.html' title='Panic Mode'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-9075833111097494902</id><published>2007-11-01T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T11:47:01.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All saints' day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's November 1. Have you visited your loved ones at the cemetery already? Well, I did. Eniway. After this halloween, whoopee!! It's officially the Christmas season!! Woohhhoooo! I just love the feeling of Christmas. Everybody's happy. =D Before all of those, let's start the count down to Rosanne's 19th. 18 more days to go girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had this dream last night. I was in a bank with an unknown guy. We were a couple. He even kissed me on my right cheek. *blush* The guy is soo charming. I sweaaaar. My dream doesn't have an ending. I woke up then the dream was over. I can't explain the feeling after I woke up. It was like I wanna go back to my dream and I wanna know more about this guy. Hoping that when I wake up, I could find this guy and maybe, just maybe, he might be the one for me. Something like that. This happened to me twice already, with 2 different guys and different setting. What does it mean?! I'm curious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway. I got a text yesterday that classes will resume on November 6 pa. Yayyy! I have 4 more days to bum. LOL. I dunno if I wanna rejoice or what. Mixed emotions ako ngayon actually. Im sad, Im happy, Im NERVOUS, Im excited. There are so many things that are going through my mind right now. Wish me luck. I hope to get through each day with no bumps or whatsoever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-9075833111097494902?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/9075833111097494902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=9075833111097494902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/9075833111097494902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/9075833111097494902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/11/all-saints-day.html' title='All saints&apos; day'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-4615405271999982450</id><published>2007-10-31T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T11:13:01.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sched.</title><content type='html'>Speaking of scheds, I haven't told you my sched yet. Laboo. Wala lang. So, here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7am to 8am - BioChem Lec&lt;br /&gt;8am to 9am - QuantiChem Lec&lt;br /&gt;9am to 11am - BioChem Lab&lt;br /&gt;11am to 12pm - Theology&lt;br /&gt;12pm to 1pm - Experimental Cookery Lec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7am to 8am - Fruits and Vegetables Processing Lec&lt;br /&gt;8am to 11am - BREAK&lt;br /&gt;11am to 1pm - Calculus&lt;br /&gt;1pm to 4pm - BREAK&lt;br /&gt;4pm to 7pm - QuantiChem Lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7am to 8am - BioChem Lec&lt;br /&gt;8am to 9am - QuantiChem Lec&lt;br /&gt;9am to 11am - BioChem Lab&lt;br /&gt;11am to 12pm - Theology&lt;br /&gt;12pm to 1pm - Experimental Cookery Lec&lt;br /&gt;1pm to 7pm - Experimental Cookery Lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7am to 8am - Fruits and Vegetables Processing Lec&lt;br /&gt;8am to 9am - BREAK&lt;br /&gt;9am to 11am - PE&lt;br /&gt;11am to 1pm - Calculus&lt;br /&gt;1pm to 4pm - Fruits and Vegetables Processing Lab&lt;br /&gt;4pm to 7pm - QuantiChem Lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7am to 8am - BioChem Lec&lt;br /&gt;8am to 9am - QuantiChem Lec&lt;br /&gt;9am to 11am - BioChem Lab&lt;br /&gt;11am to 12pm - Theology&lt;br /&gt;12pm to 1pm - Experimental Cookery Lec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving my Monday and Friday sched. Oohhh-lala! Sooo early. But so far, I'm hating my Tuesday sched. 6 hour-break?! Deeyyymmm. Gastos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days. F*ck!!! It's the eve of halloween. Shyeeet! I don't wanna stay up late tonight coz the ghosts might visit me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate to like you like that...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-4615405271999982450?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/4615405271999982450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=4615405271999982450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4615405271999982450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4615405271999982450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/10/sched.html' title='sched.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-7631196099604283335</id><published>2007-10-30T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T23:49:32.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my layout. I had the inspiration to change it. I got bored with the old one. So I changed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting for the time to pass her by...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-7631196099604283335?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/7631196099604283335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=7631196099604283335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7631196099604283335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7631196099604283335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/10/bored.html' title='bored.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3041256187890139975</id><published>2007-10-29T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T11:52:42.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i haven't been on drugs lately.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mom and I were suppose to jog this morning but I refused to wake up at 5.30 am. Instead I slept until 10am. Anu buzz! Masarap matulog eh. What can I do? Sleeping is sooo irresistable. HAHA. So, now I wonder when I will start jogging. Nah. I dont think I will be doing that anytime soon. I've got 1 week of my sembreak left. I plan to spend it bummin', sleeping. HAHA. I bought cloth (for my formal wear) and yeaah, another pair of stilletoes yesterday. Fine, fine. I'm a shoe-addict I admit. Whuuutt?! I'm a girl. Shoes are a girl's bestfriend. Well, for me ha. In a span of 1 week, I have 3 pairs of new shoes. Loooovvve eeetttt!!! =D Whoot! Whoot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss my friends. SO MUCH! Can't wait to see them SOON! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3041256187890139975?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3041256187890139975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3041256187890139975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3041256187890139975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3041256187890139975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-havent-been-on-drugs-lately.html' title='i haven&apos;t been on drugs lately.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-442892018305749544</id><published>2007-10-27T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T21:56:34.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night's conversation with Tin and Rosanne was fun and full of meaning. I was supposed to be there @ Tin's place but my mom didn't allow me to go. So, they just called me and talked until past 1 in the morning. Sorry guys &lt;em&gt;talagang inaantok na ko kaya &lt;/em&gt;I can't stay up that late. Of course, our topic was about love, relationship and commitment. Before that, we were already chatting, then continued our convo over the phone. I was talking to Tin about this guy. It was the first time that I told her about our sitch and my thoughts, yada yada yada. Ok. Correction. I don't love this guy. I only like him. She asked me if I'm all ready to commit. I think so, yes. But when it comes to him, I don't think I'm ready-- that's Rosanne's fave line, btw. HAHA. Anyway.. The more I get to know this guy, the more it is impossible for us to be 'us'. There's a big cultural difference. For me it's a big deal. As I get older, I mature more. I realized that now, when choosing a &lt;s&gt;lover&lt;/s&gt; partner, you take lots of things into consideration. Unlike before, if a guy's good looking, he's already fit for you as a partner. But now, it is different. I don't want to go into a relationship if the family of the guy doesn't approve of us. I don't think I can take that he's disobeying his parents because of me. Oh well. It's hard to explain why I think that way. &lt;em&gt;Sabihin niyo nang may pagka-martyr,&lt;/em&gt; but that's how I am. Of course, I want a harmonious relationship. Who doesn't want that, right? All I can say is, I will not be entering into a serious relationship anytime soon. I don't think he is already the one for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sadness...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-442892018305749544?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/442892018305749544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=442892018305749544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/442892018305749544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/442892018305749544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/10/thoughts.html' title='thoughts.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-6796186412994333736</id><published>2007-10-17T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T18:55:00.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confused...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was watching the video of the fireworks I took when we were in EK. I wished he was there to watch it with me. So sweet di ba? Here I go again blabbing about him. I had those nights yesterday where suddenly questions popped out of my mind. Good thing, I was texting Madz, even though, she too, can't also answer those questions. Funny thing. She told me I was beautiful-er than her. But that can't do anything. He still loves her no matter what, right? I like him. &lt;em&gt;Onti na lang, &lt;/em&gt;I would fall for him na. I don't want to be in that position again where I'd wait for him.. I dunno how long. I missed the days when he would miss call me while I was texting someone. And he would pretend that he didn't do it. Aawww. I know he has a lot of things in mind now. I can feel it. He's soo quiet these past few days. Whenever I'd ask him what's wrong, he'd act like there's nothing wrong. Whatever. He can't hide it. I'm a girl. I can feel everything. HAHA. Yabaaang. Well, not everything. Those kind of stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm/we are kinda busy preparing/thinking for the pageant. Oh well. Good luck to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is just too risky...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-6796186412994333736?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/6796186412994333736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=6796186412994333736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6796186412994333736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6796186412994333736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/10/confused.html' title='confused...'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-7680015917761307538</id><published>2007-10-15T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T22:26:35.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem breaaaakkk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start of sembreak babbbyyy! I know I haven't been updating my blog for a loooong time. I've been busy or at least I'd like to think I was busy. Anyway. Now I've got all the time in the world to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First semester of 2nd year is over. Hooraahhh! Oh wait. I take that hooraahh back! It's yet too early to celebrate because I dunno if I really passed all my subjects. I HOPE SOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went to EK last Saturday after our effing Food Microbio exam. Leche yung exam na yun. As in! @#$%!!!! Hindi dumating sakin yung kodigo. Sayaaang. Kidding. Even if it did, I wouldn't use it anyway. Ano ko? Sira?! I'd rather fail, than pass but cheated. Seriously. Di kaya ng loob ko. Kaya sa EK na lang kami nagbuhos ng sama ng loob sa pamamagitan ng pagtili doon sa mga rides don. LOL. No, but 'twas fun actually. Kahit na we're just 5. Then we went to jesy's friend's despedida party. Ayunn. I was tipsy. Jesy was drunk. Arianne was uhm, wala. Hahaha! It was a fun night. I went home Sunday afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, Im back to boring days and nights. I've got so much time to sleep, to relax. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ciao! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-7680015917761307538?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/7680015917761307538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=7680015917761307538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7680015917761307538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7680015917761307538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/10/sem-breaaaakkk.html' title='Sem breaaaakkk!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-8579054271155305426</id><published>2007-09-15T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T22:00:47.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awwww. =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/RuulJtfd5sI/AAAAAAAAABs/uUBpVivlUh8/s1600-h/IMG0019A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110359788430943938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/RuulJtfd5sI/AAAAAAAAABs/uUBpVivlUh8/s320/IMG0019A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;"I'm starting to believe that there really is 'something'..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh well. Had our PE kanina. Sayang sana I didn't attend PE na lang. Wala naman pa lang exam. I haven't updated for a long time, right? The day was just so-so. What do you think about the pic above? ;)) Kilig naman me. LOL. Ok. It's a risk posting that pic here. Yikes! Whatevz. We're soo cute together noh? Hahaha. FEELING!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hoy Tin. Your birthday's coming up ah. I must see you next week! Or else! Hahahaha. Friendship over. Hehehehe. Kidding. Love ya girly! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ciao! Tamad akong mag-update. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-8579054271155305426?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8579054271155305426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=8579054271155305426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8579054271155305426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8579054271155305426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/09/awwww-d.html' title='awwww. =D'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/RuulJtfd5sI/AAAAAAAAABs/uUBpVivlUh8/s72-c/IMG0019A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3592665120800450053</id><published>2007-08-26T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T12:45:06.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hungry for.... ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another party to attend later. Food galorious again. Halleluiah! Harhar. I will not eat lunch para sulit later. Hahaha. Masiba ba? LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's the first person to text me this morning. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3592665120800450053?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3592665120800450053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3592665120800450053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3592665120800450053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3592665120800450053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/08/hungry-for.html' title='hungry for.... ?'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-7505693025677206975</id><published>2007-08-25T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T17:24:30.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>allergic rxns.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's my brother's birthday today. Yipeee! Food galorious! =) Ok. Ok. I still have one exam left. My prof's absent last Thursday so the exam didn't push through. No classes on Monday again. Yeheey! But we have to practice for our PE prelims which will be on Saturday next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He's been flooding my mind since  I dunno when. He's the last thing I think about before I sleep. My friend told me it must be love. But why am I not liking this? Well, sort of. I even told her that I need a change of environment. Environment huh. Maybe because it's my way of knowing what really I want? I dunno. I'm confused. I'm sooo confused. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is really an allergen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-7505693025677206975?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/7505693025677206975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=7505693025677206975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7505693025677206975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7505693025677206975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/08/allergic-rxns.html' title='allergic rxns.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-1733585698000655809</id><published>2007-08-22T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T20:32:59.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's too late for you to make me stay, is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I still have 2 exams tomorrow. I haven't studied yet. I'm too lazy to start. Well, I actually opened my lab manual this morning and stared at it. I think it's a start? Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*sigh* Things are getting better, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-1733585698000655809?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/1733585698000655809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=1733585698000655809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/1733585698000655809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/1733585698000655809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-too-late-for-you-to-make-me-stay-is.html' title='It&apos;s too late for you to make me stay, is it?'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-8408312258667493791</id><published>2007-08-16T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T10:23:27.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suspended.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Classes are suspended today cause of the typhoon. But there's no rain oh! PAkalabo. The sun's actually shining. Haaayy. Yan tuloy, may prelims pa next week. *sigh* I'm sooo pissed last night. I just found out that there's a CWTS seminar on Sunday. Darn! Eh we have a block party on Saturday til Sunday. Argh. I dunno yet what Plan B will be. Excited pa naman kami. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I need to study for Sen Eva Lec prelims. Pero tinatamad na naman ako. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-8408312258667493791?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8408312258667493791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=8408312258667493791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8408312258667493791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8408312258667493791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/08/suspended.html' title='suspended.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2211654918029707348</id><published>2007-08-15T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T10:18:10.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a rainy day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's a rainy Wednesday morning. We have no class. Integration day? WTH!? Hehehe. I have to study for my Philo and Math exams tomorrow. Our Math exam was postponed. We went to Ghills kahapon, with Jesy and Arianne. Bumili ng bagong phone si Jesy kasi nanakaw yung phone niya sa McDo UST. So, ingat kayo sa phones nyo if you're in McDo UST, aiite? Anyway. Wala. I bought a sun sim. Sun sim pa lang. Wala pa kong extra phone for sun. Huhuhu. Ayaw ako bilhan ni mommy ng extra phone. =( Dami ko daw gastos. Hahaha. Well, totoo naman eh. I think? (Nagugutom ako now. No food. LoL.) Nakakatamad magaral. I'd rather sleep with this kind of weather. Soooo lameeeeg. Saraaaap matulog. Hahaha. We have a block party this Sat. Ang sayaaa. Can't wait. Woohhhoooo! I will drink til I drop. Joke. No. He's gonna be there eh. Baka ma-T.O sakin. Bwahahahaha! I'm gonna drink til I'm tipsy lang. Ehehehe. Then pause muna ako for awhile. Then drink ulit. Hahaha. Para 'di malasing kagad. Wooohhhoooo! Wahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nagugutom na talaga ako. I gots to go now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ta-ta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2211654918029707348?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2211654918029707348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2211654918029707348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2211654918029707348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2211654918029707348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-rainy-day.html' title='it&apos;s a rainy day...'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3225520708090135617</id><published>2007-08-13T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T20:15:24.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes i care!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pansinin mo naman ako. Hahaha. Gandang opening eh noh? Am I in (i hate to say this word) love? Can't really say that I am. But I think I am? I dunno. All I think about is you. OMG. Yuck. So mush, mush naman. Basta. If you're gonna ask me when did this start. I dunno either. One day, I woke up then boom! Yon na. I'm not expecting anything from him. And I dont know exactly what I want to happen. Pero. Wala. I have no idea. Plus. It's pissing me off when he's not bothering or disturding me with his makulet antics. A friend of mine told me that I should take a chance. Show that I care. Yeah. It's easy for a girl to show she cares coz it's our nature, right? But with this kind of situation, it's hard. Syempre parang may something sa part ko na baka mabigyan niya ng malice. Plus, I see him everyday, I'm with him everyday (not literally with him). I can't take it if somebody notices 'it' then they'll start teasing us both. Basta yon. I hope you wont be able to read this. Or else. Ewan ko na lang mangyayari in the future. I need to sorta ignore muna this feeling. I dont wanna get hurt. I might not endure the pain. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3225520708090135617?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3225520708090135617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3225520708090135617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3225520708090135617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3225520708090135617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/08/yes-i-care.html' title='yes i care!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2296519676551108686</id><published>2007-08-12T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:38:27.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's 12:34 in the morning and i can't sleep. I must be resting now but he's flooding my mind. Everytime I close my eyes, thoughts of him enter my mind. Pathetic. I wanna sleep. I need to sleep. I need energy to study for Monday's exams. Deym. This is not what I want. Well, partly. I need to get this over with. Please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Get out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2296519676551108686?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2296519676551108686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2296519676551108686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2296519676551108686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2296519676551108686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/08/cant-sleep.html' title='can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3118253202116584940</id><published>2007-08-09T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T19:12:26.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update! update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sorry guys. It's been a month since I last updated this blog. I'm greatly sorry. Oh well. A lotta things have been going on. School, friends, crushes, stuffs like that. Oh about my subjects, I'm still at a lost in my Chem Lec subjects. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Classes were suspended today. I had no class yesterday coz it's St. Dominic's feast day. But then, classes were suspended due to the typhoon. Still, my mom and I went out. Hahaha. Bagyong-bagyo eh noh, umalis. Eniway. I had to do a lot of studying coz prelims is coming up. Pero. Nakaktamad magaral kasi the weather is so conducive to sleeping. Ang sarap maging bummer ngayon. Which I was. Labo. I have 2 quizzes tomorrow: Org Chem Lec and Quali Chem Lec. Deym.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well. I have to share something. I'm confused right now but I'm enjoying it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ta-ta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3118253202116584940?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3118253202116584940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3118253202116584940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3118253202116584940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3118253202116584940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/08/update-update.html' title='update! update!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-239714331123496447</id><published>2007-07-10T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T18:55:17.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so long, so long.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, I owe so many stories to this blog. Well, I'm not saying I've been so busy with school stuff, it's just that I don't have time to update my blog with my not-so-good sched that when I get home, I rest na lang. Ok naman ang school. I think it's getting better everyday (?). Haha. Except that besides schoolwork, I have a responsibility to fulfill since they voted me as their class treasurer. LOL. Yeah, I'm an officer. First time. Boy I tell you, it's not that easy handling the money of my class. Plus, I'm not the type of person who'll make you kulit to pay noh. Nakakahiya kaya.  Pero I'm very glad that my class is very cooperative naman. They pay on time. =) Thanks guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm guessing siguro nagtatanong kayo bout my crushie noh? Hahaha. Wala ganon pa rin. Ganito na lang forever. He'll never know a Jessy exists. Nakakasawa na din noh. Hanap na lang akong iba. (Feeling eh noh) Hahahaha. Although grabe talaga ang kanyang looks anowh! Whew! Hehehe. Ganon lang reaction ko pag nakikita ko siya. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Subjects. I'm lost sa Organic Chem Lec ko. Every time my prof's discussing, lumilipad isip ko. My other subjects naman, so far, so good pa naman. Hehehe. We're required of a journal in English and Philo. Kapaguran naman magsulat at sasabihin. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Grabe. Super daming gastos ngayong sem. I dunno. Siguro feeling nila na humuhugot lang kami ng money sa bulsa. *sigh* I have an interview sa comelec tomorrow. Good luck to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hafta write in my journals pa. And study Quali Chem Lec.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tata! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-239714331123496447?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/239714331123496447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=239714331123496447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/239714331123496447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/239714331123496447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-long-so-long.html' title='so long, so long.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-1146923306923784468</id><published>2007-06-17T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T19:26:58.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Even though I'm sleepy already, I feel I must update my blog. I owe you. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;June 13: First day of classes. I was uber early for class. I was in school around 6.30 am. First period was Org. Chem Lab with Ma'am Azares. Man! Our lab was at the 5th floor. Haggard kagad, morning pa lang. I was anticipating our break, kasi I wanna see my crushie. ;)) True enough, I saw him. First 3 days of school was not that hectic or should I say first 4 days. I have Sat classes na pala. Then, last night, I went out with my friends. Had dinner, chikka galore and all. I wasn't able to watch Fantastic Four 2. Awww. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't update that much. Sorry. I'm super sleepy already. Good night world. Mwuaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-1146923306923784468?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/1146923306923784468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=1146923306923784468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/1146923306923784468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/1146923306923784468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/06/sleepy.html' title='sleepy'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3054335463298424748</id><published>2007-06-12T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:34:45.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tis gonna suck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last day of being a bum, last day of my summer, last day of no worries, last day of no stress, last day of waking up late-- This is a day full of lasts. I was lying on my bed awhile ago and watching tv, and made me realize that hey this is the last time i'll be bumming around, on my bed, watching TV. I know it sucks! Tomorrow, school will officially start. Saaad! Though im excited to see my blockmates once again. But as I remember my sched, yet again, im saddened by that. I'll keep my entry short. I shall be offlining and indulge in the last few hours of my vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3054335463298424748?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3054335463298424748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3054335463298424748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3054335463298424748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3054335463298424748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/06/tis-gonna-suck.html' title='tis gonna suck'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-79861969555774650</id><published>2007-06-10T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T13:55:23.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bump de bump</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you remember the time when you were first learning how to ride a bike then all of a sudden you fell off? And how they say it's part of the learning process? Well, I had a somewhat similar experience of that awhile ago. But not riding a bike, I was driving our car. I was soooo careful maneuvering our car. Then, I hit the handle of our gate. Luckily, the headlights weren't damaged. The more that you're soo careful (as in overly careful) the more that you pin yourself into an accident (well, it's just minor) like that. I had a dejavu when they said, &lt;em&gt;"ok lang yon. Ganon talaga&lt;/em&gt;". Like I was learning how to ride the bike once again. My mom was even supportive of me. She told me that I should've continued driving. Because if this will continue to affect me, then I wouldn't be driving for the rest of my life. Honestly, I acted as if I was traumatized by that. HAHA. Para they would have pity on me. So, we'll see next weekend. Bullshit. Paglalabas na nga lang ng kotse, nabangga pa ko. Di ba dapat madali lang yun? Nung nagpark ako, don ako di nabangga. Labo. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ciao! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-79861969555774650?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/79861969555774650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=79861969555774650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/79861969555774650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/79861969555774650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/06/bump-de-bump.html' title='bump de bump'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-5780818001515500073</id><published>2007-06-06T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T12:03:25.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey hey you you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to school yesterday to enroll myself. I got my sched and all, yada, yada, yada. A stupid thing happened to me yesterday. I mispelled the word fourty on the cheque. I spelled it as forty. Demmet! Buti na lang the cashier was so kind to accept my cheque. So, my PE is Social Dance. Half of my PEmates are my blockmates also (I know may magrereact diyan sa sentence na yan!). :-&gt; Funny. Wala laaaang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wanna know my sched? Here it is. Monday: 7am to 7pm without break. On that day I have 2 labs (i think), one in the morning and one in the afternoon from &lt;strong&gt;1pm to 7pm&lt;/strong&gt; (Sensory Evaluation)!!! Then on Tuesday: 8.30am to 4.00. Wednesday and Friday: 7am to 6pm. Then Thursday, 7am to 4pm. Lastly, Saturday: PE! 9am to 11am. So please, you don't have the right to complain bout your sched. Just compare ours to yours, okaaay? And you'll be just fine! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to Gateway yesterday with 2 blockies. We were there practically the whoooole day. But it was fun. We just sat at Dairy Queen for 1 1/2 hrs (?), first chikahan galore with Rhelza. She's sooo funny, I sweaar. After that, we roamed around for awhile. Then, it was time for Jesy to go home. Eh, Charlyn's sister had an emergency and they (sis &amp; bf) needed to go to Beda ASAP. So, I accompanied her while her sister was out. She treated me to a movie (thanks CharChar!). We watched Pirates--even though I don't like that kind of film. But in fairness to the movie (haha!), it was sooo good! 'twas sooo fine! I liked it! Kahit na 'di ko napanood yung Pirates 1 &amp; 2. Although the part where Will had to leave Elizabeth on the island made me sad and teary eyed (?). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have to go now. My pamangkin is forcing me to play with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-5780818001515500073?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/5780818001515500073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=5780818001515500073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5780818001515500073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5780818001515500073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-hey-you-you.html' title='hey hey you you'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-4791042665495077239</id><published>2007-06-03T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T11:18:25.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saturday night was fun. We had some bonding moments with my family. We went to Tiendesitas to eat dinner, rode the caritella coz the kids have been wanting to ride it for months now. We were supposed to watch the dog show but we arrived late. Too bad. Ay shocks! Everywhere I look ang daming Chines. Eniway, after dinner we went to Eastwood naman. Hahaha, naglilibot. Dapat kakain ulit kami sa Yellowcab eh, kaso my dad's tired na. Sayang! Pati sa E-wood daming Chines. For a second, I thought I saw Joseph Yeo, di pala. Kamukha lang niya. Haha. Magic 89.9 had an event there. Hale played. Nice one! Pinakita ko si Champ kay mommy. Mukha daw siyang matanda in person. Pero di ko na crush si Champ eh. Iba na! Wahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just received my sched. Takte. Di ko maintindihan. Hahaha! Puro 'Chem' word yung nakikita ko. Waaahhhh! Goodluck 2F2!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Smooches!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-4791042665495077239?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/4791042665495077239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=4791042665495077239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4791042665495077239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4791042665495077239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/06/saturday-night.html' title='saturday night'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2412441633569408022</id><published>2007-05-31T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T16:28:36.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tinge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/Rl6G2zuSg4I/AAAAAAAAABk/zHze6CUcnwk/s1600-h/thAt"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070638506621174658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/Rl6G2zuSg4I/AAAAAAAAABk/zHze6CUcnwk/s320/thAt%2527s%2520hOt172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's the last day of May! Will I be happy or sad? A lil of both actually. HAHA. Anyway, I had the chance to bond with my friends for four days. Yipeee! --I'm missing it already. We went to Bataan, Row's place. Amazing! I hardly remember the last time I went to the beach. We did a lot of catching up and we had a lotta laughtrips. And oh! Food trips, drink trips (huh?!) and sound trip. We decided that we will do beach trips every break. Yahoooo! Road trip na itooow! Since Tin, Row and I knows how to drive already. Knax! Ok, Rosanne, u hafta learn how to drive also para we can trade places in driving. Harhar. Guyzzz. I'm confident in my driving already. So, dont worry riding with me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next stop: Tagaytay. Tin's 19th! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2412441633569408022?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2412441633569408022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2412441633569408022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2412441633569408022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2412441633569408022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/05/tinge.html' title='tinge.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/Rl6G2zuSg4I/AAAAAAAAABk/zHze6CUcnwk/s72-c/thAt%2527s%2520hOt172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-7522319788342750116</id><published>2007-05-24T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T12:43:00.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyyahhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jordin Sparks was crowned A.I. read it at Yahoo news awhile ago. Well, anyway. I'm off to Bataan tomorrow. Haven't packed yet. Oh well. Tss. It's just 12:48 PM. Imma pack latuuuur. I'm soo glad she can make it. Although she'll be a lil late. I hope we can all go tomorrow. But no. Maybe next time, k? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think Imma better driver in the afternoon than in the morning. I sucked kanina. But not as I sucked last Monday. Hahaha. Realization ko lang yon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, got nothing more to say. I'll be back on Monday. K? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-7522319788342750116?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/7522319788342750116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=7522319788342750116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7522319788342750116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7522319788342750116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/05/heyyahhh.html' title='heyyahhh!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3626417561971907667</id><published>2007-05-21T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T14:31:14.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overdrive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I feel awful. Really. After my lessons this morning, I felt really cheerless. I have an issue in decision-making. I realized that I have to solve it soon, if I dont wanna be in a major bad situation. I have to do good tomorrow and for the rest of my driving career. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So as I said, I started my lessons just last Saturday. Of course, I was so enthusiatic during my first day. Synchronization is important when driving. That's what I learned. Shoot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway. We went to E.K. last Friday. Hahaha. Ok, I'm embarrassed to admit that 'twas my first time to go there. It's cool actually. I didn't get the chance to ride all the rides (sounds funny). Coz before the E.K. thing, we went first to Batangas. Hence, we were tired. BUT! Of course, I didn't miss the famous space shuttle, anchors away and rio grande.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You piss me off...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;You always tend to make small problems big. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3626417561971907667?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3626417561971907667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3626417561971907667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3626417561971907667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3626417561971907667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/05/overdrive.html' title='overdrive'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3670818888427458294</id><published>2007-05-16T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T00:26:56.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exchanging body heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I haven't updated this blog for a week. Everytime I open my blogger, I wonder what I will write in here. Well, anyway, so, how was my past week? I spent my Friday afternoon with my highschool friends, ate isaw at U.P. (Cheap but delicioso!), chikka galorious and of course, pwede bang mawala ang kodakan?! Of course not! Well, didn't bring my cam -- sus! napaka old age na non plus my dad left its batt charger sa province. I badly want that Sony Cybershot T100 or kahit yung T10 or yung DSC-W50 or yung DSC-W55 . Oh gosh! I found this site that sells Sony Cybershots for a low price. While taking a look at that site, I was like drooling. Man! I was so frustrated. I wanna cry. =( It's super impossible that I'll be buying that since my mom's gonna buy me a laptop -- maybe. Plus with my driving lessons pa. Haayyy. I'm sacrificing some things this summer to compensate those stuff. Don't worry, next summer will be great. Oh! And sembreak also. Anyway, back to what this entry is all about -- Saturday, went to Tiendesitas with my brother, mom, cousins and 2 nephews. We ate -- but the food's not that good, then strolled around. The puppies are soooo cuuute! =) My golly! Then, I, actually we, bought shirts. Haha! I bought a brown top. Hahaha. It's my first brown top, ever! Haha. Then, elections last Monday. I wasn't able to vote coz I didn't register. That's how my week was. Come this Thursday, my first day in driving school. Good luck to me, eh? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hhmmm... There are things that are hard to explain for people to realize. It cause mix-ups or confusions. And those people end up hanging clueless and is left with questions, sometimes even grudges. --Oh well, just pure randomness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let the good times roll...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3670818888427458294?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3670818888427458294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3670818888427458294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3670818888427458294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3670818888427458294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/05/exchanging-body-heat_16.html' title='exchanging body heat'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2057769383922178029</id><published>2007-05-09T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T21:51:19.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It feels so June-y coz it's been raining every afternoon, for two days. I think it's a good idea to learn how to drive when it's raining. Niiice. I've been mentioning this since, ugh, the start of summer. So, officially, Imma start it on Tuesday. Imma enroll on Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was watching the news awhile ago. Graabee. I didn't know na patayan ang labanan sa pagka-senador. As in patayan ha. Are the senatorial candidates that desperate to serve the country? I'm shocked. Then, I saw Erap's commercial talking bout eradicating corruption in our country. Are you serious? He was the impeached ex-president. And now he's talking about eliminating corruption. Anyway. I find it ironic. I dunno if those candidates are sincere in serving the country. You guys have to say bye bye to one vote. Huhuhu! Gawd! I should've registered. And oh! I find myself laughing at Pichay's ad&lt;em&gt;. Pichay: Itanim sa Senado&lt;/em&gt;. May aanihin ba kaming maganda pag itinanim ka sa senado?  He looks like Eddie Gil. Wahahaha! Funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My dad bought a lot of chocolates. Awww. I'm not craving for sweets! Gusto ko ng maalat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm off to Katip on Friday to meet my friends. Ok, Kela. Where do you plan to drink?! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2057769383922178029?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2057769383922178029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2057769383922178029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2057769383922178029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2057769383922178029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/05/rainy-season.html' title='rainy season'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-4625549989902891635</id><published>2007-05-07T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T21:29:06.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pony sneakers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Uhmm... For this month of May, I haven't been updating that much coz seriously, nothing's really interesting's happening. But it's fine with me. =) Yesterday, my mom and I went to the salon to get her hair fixed and my nails done. I love my toe nails. It's red again! Woohhooo! Didn't get a manicure, coz I cook and wash the dishes every weekdays. So, anyway. After the salon, we went to my tito's house to eat lunch there. But my tito isn't there only my cousins and my niece. &lt;em&gt;Nagkayayaan sa resort para magpahangin &lt;/em&gt;and to eat halo-halo and ice cream and corn. While on our way &lt;em&gt;pala&lt;/em&gt; to the resort, we were planning a family outing. I wanted to go back to Laoag (that's in Ilocos), I was still a lil kid the last time I've been there. My cousins &lt;em&gt;naman &lt;/em&gt;wanted to go to Baguio. And my mom wanted to go to Gumaca (that's in Quezon). My kuya's teasing &lt;em&gt;na di naman daw matutuloy yun. &lt;/em&gt;Plus &lt;em&gt;hanggang plano lang naman daw yon. &lt;/em&gt;Funny! So, &lt;em&gt;kwentuhan to the max at tawanan with cousins. &lt;/em&gt;And playing with the 3 kids. I didn't bring my phone, so there are no pics. (I can actually survive without my phone.) Then, my tito arrived. &lt;em&gt;Nag halo-halo na kami. Tapos nagkwentuhan sila ni mommy. &lt;/em&gt;She mentioned bout the outing. He agreed. But with his tight sched, I dunno if it's gonna happen. I reminded him bout the sneakers. Woohhhooo! He called me awhile ago. I got a big discount! =) I hope I can get my sneaks latuuur or tomorrow prolly. Anyway, &lt;em&gt;ayon,&lt;/em&gt; we went home around 4 in the afternoon. When I got home, I was sooo sleepy. That's why I slept early, around past 7pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tapos ko na yung pinapagawa ng kuya ko sakin. &lt;/em&gt;I hope, he'll pay me! Moolah &lt;em&gt;din yon noh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Buhbye. =) &lt;s&gt;(I'll show you the pic of my new sneaks when I get them.)&lt;/s&gt; P.S. Here's my new sneaks. It wasn't really the design I wanted, &lt;em&gt;pero ok lang. &lt;/em&gt;The sneaks I wanted costs almost 3K. Expensive. This looks like a Converse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061798333281148962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/Rj8ew_vjICI/AAAAAAAAABc/sSm-lrIDrM0/s320/07-05-07_2016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-4625549989902891635?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/4625549989902891635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=4625549989902891635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4625549989902891635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4625549989902891635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/05/pony-sneakers.html' title='pony sneakers'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/Rj8ew_vjICI/AAAAAAAAABc/sSm-lrIDrM0/s72-c/07-05-07_2016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-1914649516439764055</id><published>2007-05-05T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T14:45:44.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was watching the news yesternight and the headline was about the upcoming elections. Too bad I can't vote. Well, anyway, the news was almost entirely about the 'dayaan' that will happen during the elections. Oh well. I've never been this, uhm, bothered by politics or whatever. But I just thought that those who're gonna cheat does not have enough self confidence and confidence of the Filipinos. Good luck. &lt;em&gt;Sayang ang isang boto ko. =( &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoooraaahh! Finally, I got my student permit last Thursday. =) The LTO person said that I can switch to non pro after 30 working days. That's like around June 13. &lt;s&gt;&lt;slashout&gt;Anyway, still don't know when I will be starting my driving lessons.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/slashout&gt;I'll start my driving lessons after the elections. Yey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some things got screwed up today so it's not gonna happen. Maybe next time. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tata! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-1914649516439764055?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/1914649516439764055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=1914649516439764055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/1914649516439764055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/1914649516439764055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey.html' title='hey!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2115188701957633865</id><published>2007-05-01T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T13:50:06.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isang mainit na hapon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tag. TAG-oink!  TAG-ish! Labooo. Tinag ako ni Tsina. Ngayon, I have to think of 15 random things. Think? Random nga eh. Harhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Gusto ko mag bake ng cheesecake and brownies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Ako'y nagdadalawang isip. Pero mas malaki yung percent na ayaw ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Gusto kong bilhin yung brown flipflops na nakita ko sa Galle kahapon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. Makakakuha na kaya ako ng student's license bukas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. Sana matanggal na si Sisely sa Search for the Next Doll mamaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. Hindi ako makakaboto ngayon kasi 'di ako nakapag register. Stupid me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7. Maraming plans.. Maraming plans.. Walang natutuloy.. Sana next summer na.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8. 2nd yr na kooo! Yahooo. Pero I know, It'll be harder. aJa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9. I waaant KFC Brownies. 2 pieces please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10. Gusto kong bumili ng new set of clothes and shoes and bags. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;11. Laptoooopp. Or digicam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;12. Please. Enrol nyo na ko sa driving school. Harhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;13. Ayaw kong makipag usap. Pwedeng sa YM na lang?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;14. Pa'no ba maglagay ng video sa post mo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;15. Major jabar na ko. Init eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yan naaa.. Pakawalang kwentang random-ness. Harhar. Pero nakakaaliw na ilista mo ang mga random-ness mo. Baka nga mas marami pa sa 15 ang malagay ko. Pero wag na lang. Owkie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2115188701957633865?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2115188701957633865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2115188701957633865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2115188701957633865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2115188701957633865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/05/isang-mainit-na-hapon.html' title='isang mainit na hapon'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-4483693726106835110</id><published>2007-04-26T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T08:50:57.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect get away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wouldn't it be great if you can travel or you can go to all the places you wanna go? This is an escapade where you will save up for that one big trip you wanted all your life. Well, I was watching The Great Outdoors, one of the shows of Australian Network (Channel 70). They featured different places around the world like New York, Sydney, Umbria, etc. First is New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057741350123020274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/RjC09fvjH_I/AAAAAAAAABE/P2MWZuv6Mic/s200/serendipity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;(1.) Serendipity &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I wanna chill and have a taste of what this resto can offer you. I first saw this resto when I watched the movie Serendipity. I found the place interesting. The ambience is bright and the food looks yummy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(2.) Dylan's Candy Bar in NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's like a candy haven. No. IT IS!!! I looove it. Even though I'm not a candy fan. The place is soooo fascinating. Visit their site: &lt;a href="http://www.dylanscandybar.com"&gt;www.dylanscandybar.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now we go to Australia. You can find there the top 5 resto which is (3.)&lt;em&gt; Tetsuya's. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057746392414625810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/RjC5i_vjIBI/AAAAAAAAABU/tM8N0IqdBnQ/s200/tetsuyas.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Their cuisine is based on the Japanese Philosophy but enhanced with French technique. It's quite interesting how they can match the two cuisines. It is quite expensive but I think it is worth it. Their 10-course menu costs $185 plus drinks. That's per person. The interior is perfect and romantic. I love it. The ambience looks serene.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;(4.) Umbria. It's in Europe. Whereever in Europe you can feel their culture. It's like their culture is their way of life, their living. That makes Europe special. It feels so home-y. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As you can see. I'm not really that an adventurous type of person where I will be doing outdoor stuff like camping, etc. Yeah. I'm adventurous but in a different aspect. I'm more into food. My greatest dream is to travel around the world or at least travel in one or two countries in Europe and Asia and be able to have a taste of their culture through their food.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This would be great! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-4483693726106835110?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/4483693726106835110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=4483693726106835110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4483693726106835110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4483693726106835110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/perfect-get-away.html' title='perfect get away'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/RjC09fvjH_I/AAAAAAAAABE/P2MWZuv6Mic/s72-c/serendipity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-5341877335685460238</id><published>2007-04-23T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T17:20:55.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>expired..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just found out awhile ago that my passport's already expired. I thought July pa. Yun pala March 1 pa. Stupid. I must renew it. Oh well. Went to LTO Marikina kanina. Pero I was late. The cut off was at 12 noon. I arrived there mga 15 mins before 12 na. Stupid me. And the peeps there were such asses! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have pasteeeel! Oooohhh. Love. Mainggit ka Ong! =P Haha. Kidding! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haftaa go. I'm soo excited for my driving lessons. Wahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cIaO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-5341877335685460238?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/5341877335685460238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=5341877335685460238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5341877335685460238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5341877335685460238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/expired.html' title='expired..'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-8732183191524911054</id><published>2007-04-22T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T16:22:00.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Surprisingly, it's not hot today. It is sunny BUT windy. It also rained awhile ago. Which makes it conducive to sleeping. Yup. I woke up at 12 noon, AGAIN. Actually, I slept pretty early last night. Then kanina, I woke up at around 4 am. And I can't sleep. I was awake for 4 hours i think. I watched TV the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I might get a license within this week. Wooppeedoo! My mom told me that my kuya will be accompanying me during my first day of driving lessons. LOL. Parang bata? Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want to eat Jollibee! Okay. That didn't sound right. I want to eat spags, burger and fries sa Jollibee. I'm craaaaving! =p~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I just can't look, it's killin' me...&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-8732183191524911054?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8732183191524911054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=8732183191524911054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8732183191524911054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8732183191524911054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/rain.html' title='rain...'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-5512542742774553847</id><published>2007-04-19T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T17:43:22.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hellooow</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/Ric3ldDa_4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/RTTuEaB32Xg/s1600-h/18-04-07_2029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055070223340339074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/Ric3ldDa_4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/RTTuEaB32Xg/s200/18-04-07_2029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yup. Go drool over those deliciously fresh-baked krispy kreme doughnuts. Too bad, I finished them all. LOL. Finally, I got to taste the talk-of-the-town doughnuts, Krispy Kreme. Harhar. Went to Megamall yesterday. I wasn't able to buy ribbons for my 'project'. Wasn't that focused on finding the right ribbons. Found a pair of shoes at Linea Italia. Damn! They look good on me. Ggrrr. Too bad, didn't buy it. Also, we canvassed for laptops but I wasn't with my dad. I have no idea how to find the right laptop. So I took some brochures instead and showed it to my dad. I think Imma be having my driving lessons on the last week of this month. Wooppeedoo! Wahahaha! Well, that's what I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, the trip to Bataan has been cancelled already. My friends and I might go out and party hard next weekend. Oh well. Ooohh. I was watching Veronica Mars awhile ago, awww, Logan's sooo cuuute, right Tin?! ;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;'&lt;em&gt;Sometimes in the fall...&lt;/em&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-5512542742774553847?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/5512542742774553847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=5512542742774553847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5512542742774553847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5512542742774553847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/hellooow.html' title='hellooow'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/Ric3ldDa_4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/RTTuEaB32Xg/s72-c/18-04-07_2029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2907683474269381893</id><published>2007-04-17T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T16:06:58.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's just too hot..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's sooooooo hhoooooooott! As in fuck ang ineeetttt!!!! Can't stress how hawt it is though... I haaaate itttt!!!! I wanna go to the mall para malameeeg and para maka-shop ng konti. Ahehehe. Friends: I haven't asked permission bout the Batangas thing yet. Later pa. ;)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Feel ko may insomia na ko. Hahaha. I really can't sleep last night. Or was it just 'coz of the weather? Pero damn. Di talaga. Super babaw lang ng tulog ko last night. I woke up at 12 noon na. hhmmm.. Mamaya nga I'm gonna sleep at my parents' room para malameeeeg. =) We'll see the difference. Ahehehe. I wanna go to Megamall. Imma buy some ribbons at Carolina's. I'm gonna make bracelets and funk up my old clothes. Wala. Dala ng kaboringan lang 'to. I've got ideas kagabi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, si haring araw ay kasalukuyang nagtatago. My eyes hurt when sun's too high. Sumasakit na ulo ko sa init grabe. Baka ma-heat stroke ako nito. Ugh. Not to mention, majoy jabar also. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tata! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2907683474269381893?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2907683474269381893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2907683474269381893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2907683474269381893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2907683474269381893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-just-too-hot.html' title='it&apos;s just too hot..'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-6287396320206463019</id><published>2007-04-16T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T17:42:30.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glamorousss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/RiMMy22dsSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2MvOipIMMwQ/s1600-h/blue+onion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053897274696773922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/RiMMy22dsSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2MvOipIMMwQ/s320/blue+onion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/RiMMk22dsRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/B6QMHSvAOwE/s1600-h/back+in+3rd+yr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053897034178605330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/RiMMk22dsRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/B6QMHSvAOwE/s320/back+in+3rd+yr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053896905329586434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/RiMMdW2dsQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bOyC4maorl0/s320/abs+cbn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/RiMMS22dsPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4uasd_H0MAs/s1600-h/4th+yr+corridor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053896724940959986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/RiMMS22dsPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4uasd_H0MAs/s320/4th+yr+corridor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Found these pics in my multiply. These are highschool pics with my lovely friends. Gosh, how i miss 'em. Sana I could spend some time with them this coming weekend. Kaso, Rosanne's in Cebu, Tin can't make it coz it's Iyo's bday, Joy's I think in the province and Tor naman have summer classes. Sana maayos yung Bataan thing. Ahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dark bLue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-6287396320206463019?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/6287396320206463019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=6287396320206463019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6287396320206463019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6287396320206463019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/glamorousss.html' title='glamorousss...'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/RiMMy22dsSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2MvOipIMMwQ/s72-c/blue+onion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-5312650103574979266</id><published>2007-04-15T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T12:50:04.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>road trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been a week that I cannot sleep. Seems a lot of things are going through my mind and that keeps me awake even when I'm sleepy already. It sucks big time. I kinda hate random thoughts about my hates, my crushes, my friends, my desires (uy desires daw?! LOL.), my life, college, etc. These are the kind of thoughts that I want or I want to happen. But I don't think that they'd ever gonna happen. It's just my silly thoughts and me wanting them to happen. Hahaha. I'm still 50-50 if magdo-dorm ako or not. Ok. So, it's not 50-50. More of 95-5. 95%, I dont wanna move out. Argh. This sucks. AGAIN! Why do the sched hafta be like that? Like, I have a sched that's  from 7am til 7pm. Coz next sem, I have 4 labs, 2 chems (Quali and Organic), and Food Microbio. Mehn. Puro Science. Plus there's NSTP pa!!! Haaaate it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But eniway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My summer still sucks. My friends have their summer classes na starting tomorrow. While me, I'd still be stuck here in our house. Oh no! Okay. So I'll visit them over at katip once a week. Ahahaha. Does anyone of you know where we can rent a van that costs cheap lang? My friends are planning to go to Bataan on the 27th. Haaay. Sana we can find a transpo. Para I have something to look forward to this summer. Kahit isa lang. LOL. Plus, it's been years since my friends and I have bonded. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm excited for my driving lessons. Pero I haven't enrolled yet. LOL. When you're driving kaya, you feel so independent and mature. Wala lang. My mom said na she's gonna buy a car for me if she has the money na. O diba!? BOngga! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's all. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-5312650103574979266?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/5312650103574979266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=5312650103574979266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5312650103574979266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5312650103574979266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/road-trip.html' title='road trip!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3811517886641022289</id><published>2007-04-13T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T14:32:22.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloc party...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, I changed my layout... =) Woopppeeee! LOL. Got bored kasi. And I was supposed to go to Galle today but unfortunately, I cannot. My layout's personalized. I'm the one who made the stuff above. Labooo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3811517886641022289?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3811517886641022289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3811517886641022289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3811517886641022289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3811517886641022289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/bloc-party.html' title='Bloc party...'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-8796410025885378463</id><published>2007-04-07T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:00:10.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;TRADEMARK OF AN ASSUMPTIONISTA. Got this from my multiply. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whoever made this, you must miss AA that much. Well, guess what!? ME TOO! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.When walking and seeing a friend approaching, carrying a drink, the AA girl will always ask for a sip from that drink.&lt;br /&gt;2.It is perfectly okay to the AA girl to be walking while eating.&lt;br /&gt;3.The AA girl is a master of balancing a plate of baked mac/spaghetti/carbonara/palabok on top of a cup of iced tea, and eating it from there while standing and/or walking. [see #2] (omg! so guilty. i do this all the time=))&lt;br /&gt;4.The AA girl will always ask for “a pinch” or “a bite” of whatever food whoever she is with, has.&lt;br /&gt;5.The AA girl will in turn, always offer her food to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;6.The AA girl will usually go to the CSS bakery after school. (BREAD OF LIFE! LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;7.The AA girl will bargain with the manangs in the cafeteria to get a larger quantity of food.&lt;br /&gt;8.The AA girls always look forward to being the last person to buy shake or iced tea or baked mac/spaghetti/carbonara/palabok from a manang because the manang will always give her excessive amounts of them, just so all the food would be finished. No extra charge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREETINGS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.When walking in the hallway and seeing a teacher, manong/manang, or visitor approaching, the AA girl will always smile/nod and greet the person even if she has no idea who it is.&lt;br /&gt;2.The AA girl especially loves greeting manongs and manangs.&lt;br /&gt;3.Daily classroom greetings in grade school would always be:&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Good afternoon section __!&lt;br /&gt;Class: (start low pitch, one word ang good at after) Goodafter (pagdating sa –noon tataasan ang pitch at elongated ang salita) noooon Ms. _____! It’s nice to see you today Ms. _____!&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: It’s nice to see you, please take your seats.&lt;br /&gt;Class: (low pitch again) Thank (high, elongated ‘you’) youuuuuuuuu Ms. ______!&lt;br /&gt;In high school:&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Good afternoon section __.&lt;br /&gt;Class: Good afternoon Ms. _____.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Okay, please take your seats.&lt;br /&gt;Class: (mumbling, decrescendo) Thank you Msmmm…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL RELATIONSHIPS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The AA girl looooves the very nice manongs and manangs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2.The AA girl’s batch always dislikes the batch/es lower than them. (or even the higher batch sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;3.When the AA girl reaches Grade 7, she will always hate Sir Ruel.&lt;br /&gt;4.But when the AA girl reaches high school, she won’t even care and won’t let Sir Ruel get to her. Wineweh nalang si Sir Ruel. But we all love him anyway, though most won't admit it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;5.Younger AA girls are trained to see the older girls as their Ates.&lt;br /&gt;6.Most AA girls address older ones as Ate, even though that person is only a year older.&lt;br /&gt;7.All AA girls treat their friends as sisters.&lt;br /&gt;8.AA girls love to kiss each other’s cheek a.k.a. “beso”.&lt;br /&gt;9.AA girls love to hug each other.&lt;br /&gt;10.Most AA girls have a crush on Sir Louie.&lt;br /&gt;11.Most AA girls end up crushing on young, new, male teachers.&lt;br /&gt;12.All AA girls love Sir Beni. (oh yes!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNIFORM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.AA girls love dengue attire season.&lt;br /&gt;2.AA girls never follow the 3-inches-below-the-knee skirt rule.&lt;br /&gt;3.AA girls never follow the 2-inches-below-the-knot necktie rule.&lt;br /&gt;4.AA girls disregard the red-black-or white-only rule on color of hair accessories.&lt;br /&gt;5.The AA girl likes the Assumption blue and white windbreaker jacket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNCATEGORIZED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The AA girl will always be ‘game’ to sit ANYWHERE. The floor… the grass… the teacher’s table… you name it. (picnic at the corridor, me loves it and misses it!)&lt;br /&gt;2.The AA girl hates “taga-bundok” comments. (sheeshh!!)&lt;br /&gt;3.The AA girl hates “make tusok-tusok the fishball” comments. (that's not us!)&lt;br /&gt;4.AA girls are definitely not conyo. ('course!)&lt;br /&gt;5.The AA girl loves the school campus.&lt;br /&gt;6.The AA girl has theater etiquette. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7.The high school AA girl does not sing the Assumption School Song in its proper stupidly high key all the way. She switches to a lower key. (because we can;t sing it high all the way. haha)&lt;br /&gt;8.The AA girl knows/will eventually know Jessica of the first year comfort room. (for those who don't know, jessica's the famous student mumu)&lt;br /&gt;9. The AA girl rarely ever enters the LRC comfort room and the grade school lab comfort room. (because it's scary)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10. All AA Girls respond 100 % to the call "GUYS, PICTURE!" with bright smiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;11. In the unlikely event that an AA girl wouldn't be able to respond to the call (usually because of two things 1. she is in another classroom and as is unable to hear the call or 2. she is balancing baked mac/spaghetti/carbonara/ palabok on a cup of iced tea) she would automatically reply to the call "wait, wait. Sama ako!". She then dashes to the huddled girl and make herself fit (even if only a part of her face is seen) [i'm one of them!! LOL.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;12. AA Girls (and AC too) have a unique handwriting that only they can do. (right girls?)&lt;br /&gt;13. The AA girl always enjoys the end of each school mass. Regular dialogue between Mrs. Aguilos and the whole student population, with the high school girls’ voices drowning out the others:&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Aguilos: Alright… so did you sing well?&lt;br /&gt;Students: (screaming) YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS! (stop)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Aguilos: Did you participate well during the mass?&lt;br /&gt;Students: (screaming louder) YEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!! (stop)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Aguilos: Alright. And BECAUSE…(pause)&lt;br /&gt;Students: (cheering) YAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!!! (stop)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Aguilos: It’s (place name of special occasion here)... (pause)&lt;br /&gt;Students: (cheering still) YAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!!! (softens but is continuous)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Aguilos: We are going to haaaave… (pause)&lt;br /&gt;Students: YAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Aguilos: …a LOOOOOOOONG RECESS!&lt;br /&gt;Students: (extreme cheering, laughing, rejoicing) YAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Aguilos: Classes will resume...&lt;br /&gt;Students: (loud shhhhh-es, anxious to hear the time)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Aguilos: (consults with someone) ... _____am!&lt;br /&gt;Students: --ecstacy--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-8796410025885378463?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8796410025885378463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=8796410025885378463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8796410025885378463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8796410025885378463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/trademark-of-assumptionista.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-8427185710680646940</id><published>2007-04-07T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T01:25:30.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitterness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BITTERNESS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;TASTE: People don't like this taste. A perfect example is the ampalaya (also known as &lt;strong&gt;bitter gourd&lt;/strong&gt;). Bitter is equal to mapait. In contrast to the negative side of people not liking ampalaya, they actually like the taste of beer. And &lt;strong&gt;hops&lt;/strong&gt; is responsible for giving beer its bitter flavor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FEELING: You get this feeling when you didn't get what you want, when something unexpected (meaning not good for you) happened, or when you're dumped. Oh yes! You become bitter. People do different things when they're feeling like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. They delete their contacts in their phonebook, YM friends' list, friendster/myspace or multiply and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. They pretend they're okay but actually there's a 2nd meaning to their words and actions that signals there's bitterness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. They curse. As in CURSE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. They're envious but suddenly takes it back by saying "Well, I'm &lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt; of..." or "I'm &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt;..." and so on and so forth... Just to make themselves feel good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, those are just few things I do when I'm bitter. NOT! LOL. Am I bitter now? LOL. Slight, I think. :P Are you guilty of doing these things also? Be not ashamed! But don't overdo it. It can be bad also not only for you but also for the person/people responsible for your bitterness. Just laugh it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;[This is just the product of my di-pa-makatulog-dahil-may-nagiisip-sakin syndrome. LOL.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Good night! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-8427185710680646940?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8427185710680646940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=8427185710680646940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8427185710680646940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8427185710680646940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/bitterness.html' title='bitterness.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-9157430671153869629</id><published>2007-04-05T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T12:10:17.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, I'm blogging pretty much everyday huh. You can tell that I have a lot of time to update my blog. Well, you're right. At least you know what's happening to me everyday, if there is any interesting thing that happened. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was laughing my ass off while I was watching America's Next Top Model awhile ago. Mhen. They were asked to wear a i-dunno-how-many-inch-heels and walk. Mhen. Some models were like falling na. One model even broke her pinky toe finger. HAHA. Funny. Sorry, I know, I'm mean. Pero 'twas super funny. Wala yon lang. That's how interesting my night was. Or day rather. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-9157430671153869629?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/9157430671153869629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=9157430671153869629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/9157430671153869629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/9157430671153869629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/hehehe.html' title='hehehe'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-8399567531759870716</id><published>2007-04-04T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T21:12:46.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the final cut.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just finished the movie The Final Cut where Robin Williams starred in it. Pucha ito yung kaisa-isang movie na di ko naintindihan. I sweaar. Must watch it again or better yet I hafta read the synopsis na lang. Then awhile ago rin, I watched Shall We Dance. I got kilig in the part where he was in the escalator holding a rose for his wife. He was wearing a tux. 'twas sooo romantic. Ooohhh! Okaay. I find Richard Gere hot. LOL. (Ang galing sumayaw na J. Lo! Aliw! Wish I could dance like that.) Super! Hahaha! I started liking him in the movie Pretty Woman where his leading woman was Julia Roberts. It's an old movie. Nice movie actually. I watched it more than twice. Hahaha. That's how I spent my afternoon. Well, I pretty much spend my time just watching TV. What else is there to do? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Watching TV. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-8399567531759870716?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8399567531759870716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=8399567531759870716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8399567531759870716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8399567531759870716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/final-cut.html' title='the final cut.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-6552365720743281861</id><published>2007-04-03T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T00:35:09.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paulsadowski.com/Numbers.asp"&gt;What your name means?&lt;/a&gt; Try it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You entered: Regina Jessica Perez&lt;br /&gt;There are 18 letters in your name.Those 18 letters total to 91There are 8 vowels and 10 consonants in your name. What your first name means:&lt;br /&gt;Spanish&lt;br /&gt;Female&lt;br /&gt;Queen.&lt;br /&gt;Latin&lt;br /&gt;Female&lt;br /&gt;Queen.&lt;br /&gt;Italian&lt;br /&gt;Female&lt;br /&gt;Queen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your number is: 1 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characteristics of #1 are: Initiating action, pioneering, leading, independent, attaining, individual.&lt;br /&gt;The expression or destiny for #1:A number 1 Expression denotes the skilled executive with keen administrative capabilities. You must develop the capacity to be a fine leader, sales executive, or promoter. You have the tools to become an original person with a creative approach to problem solving, and a penchant for initiating action. Someone may have to follow behind you to handle the details, but you know how to get things going and make things happen. You have a good mind and the ability to use it for your advancement. Because of these factors, you have much potential for achievement and financial rewards. Frequently, this expression belongs to one running a business or striving to achieve a level of accomplishment on ones talents and efforts. You have little need for much supervision, preferring to act on your own with little restraint. You are both ambitious and determined. Self-confident and self-reliant must be yours, as you develop a strong unyielding will and the courage of your convictions.&lt;br /&gt;Although you fear loneliness, you want to be left alone. You fear routine and being in a rut. You often jump the gun because you are afraid of being left behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The negative attributes of the 1 Expression are egotism and a self-centered approach to life. This is an aggressive number and if it is over-emphasized it is very hard to live with. You do not have to be overly aggressive to fulfill your destiny. The 1 has a natural instinct to dominate and to be the boss; adhering to the concept of being number One. Again, you do not have to dominate and destroy in order to lead and manage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Soul Urge number is: 4 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Soul Urge number of 4 means: With the Soul Urge or Motivation number of 4 you are likely to strive for a stable life. You tend to follow a rather orderly pattern and systematic approach in your endeavors. You have an inner desire to serve others in a methodical and diligent manner. You want to be in solid, conventional, and well-regulated activities, and you are somewhat disturbed by innovation and erratic or sudden changes. Excellent at organizing, systematizing, and managing, you have a way of establishing order and maintaining it. You are responsible, reliable and in the final analysis, practical. Highly analytical, you can see your way through all sorts of situations and generally have a clear understanding of the issues. You are a very honest, sincere, and conscientious individual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The negative side of the 4 is rigid, stubborn and somewhat narrow-minded. There is a tendency to hide feelings, or to really not be aware of real feelings. Avoid being too rigid and stubborn in your thinking, and try to always see the big picture rather than becoming to involved with the detail. Don't be afraid to take a chance once in awhile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Inner Dream number is: 6 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Inner Dream number of 6 means: You dream of guiding and fostering the perfect family in the perfect home. You crave the devotion from offspring and a loving spouse. You picture yourself in the center of a successful domestic unit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What my birthday means?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;28 December 1987 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your date of conception was on or about 6 April 1987 which was a Monday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were born on a Mondayunder the astrological sign Capricorn.Your Life path number is 11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life Path Compatibility:You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 2, 4, 8, 11 &amp; 22.You should get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 3 &amp;amp; 6.You may or may not get along well with those with the Life Path number 9.You are least compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 1, 5 &amp; 7.The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2447157.5.The golden number for 1987 is 12.The epact number for 1987 is 0.The year 1987 was not a leap year.Your birthday falls into the Chinese year beginning 1/29/1987 and ending 2/16/1988.You were born in the Chinese year of the Rabbit.Your Native American Zodiac sign is Goose; your plant is Bramble.You were born in the Egyptian month of Famenoth, the third month of the season of Poret (Emergence - Fertile soil).Your date of birth on the Hebrew calendar is 7 Tevet 5748.Or if you were born after sundown then the date is 8 Tevet 5748.&lt;br /&gt;The Mayan Calendar long count date of your birthday is 12.18.14.11.13 which is12 baktun 18 katun 14 tun 11 uinal 13 kin&lt;br /&gt;The Hijra (Islamic Calendar) date of your birth is Monday, 7 Jumadiyu'l-Avval 1408 (1408-5-7).&lt;br /&gt;The date of Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 19 April 1987.The date of Orthodox Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 19 April 1987.The date of Ash Wednesday (the first day of Lent) on your birth year was Wednesday 4 March 1987.The date of Whitsun (Pentecost Sunday) in the year of your birth was Sunday 7 June 1987.The date of Whisuntide in the year of your birth was Sunday 14 June 1987.The date of Rosh Hashanah in the year of your birth was Thursday, 24 September 1987.The date of Passover in the year of your birth was Tuesday, 14 April 1987.The date of Mardi Gras on your birth year was Tuesday 3 March 1987. As of 4/2/2007 12:23:23 PM EDTYou are 19 years old.You are 232 months old.You are 1,005 weeks old.You are 7,035 days old.You are 168,852 hours old.You are 10,131,143 minutes old.You are 607,868,603 seconds old.Celebrities who share your birthday:&lt;br /&gt;Denzel Washington (1954)&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Winter (1946)&lt;br /&gt;Don Francisco (1940)&lt;br /&gt;Maggie Smith (1934)&lt;br /&gt;Nichelle Nichols (1933)&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Otis (1921)&lt;br /&gt;Sam Levenson (1911)&lt;br /&gt;Lew Ayres (1908)&lt;br /&gt;Cliff Arquette (1905)&lt;br /&gt;Earl 'Fatha' Hines (1905)&lt;br /&gt;Woodrow Wilson (1856)&lt;br /&gt;Stan Lee (1922)Top songs of 1987&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Faith+George+Michael%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;Faith by George Michael&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Livin%27+On+a+Prayer+Bon+Jovi%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;Livin' On a Prayer by Bon Jovi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Alone+Heart%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;Alone by Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=With+or+Without+You+U2%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;With or Without You by U2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=La+Bamba+Los+Lobos%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;La Bamba by Los Lobos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=I+Wanna+Dance+with+Somebody+Whitney+Houston%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;I Wanna Dance with Somebody by Whitney Houston&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Nothing%27s+Gonna+Stop+Us+Now+Starship%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now by Starship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=I+Still+Haven%27t+Found+What+I%27m+Looking+For+U2%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For by U2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Didn%27t+We+Almost+Have+It+All+Whitney+Houston%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;Didn't We Almost Have It All by Whitney Houston&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=I+Knew+You+Were+Waiting+Aretha+Franklin+%26+George+Michael%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;I Knew You Were Waiting by Aretha Franklin &amp;amp; George Michael&lt;/a&gt;Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 2.75342465753425 years old. (Life's just a big chewy bone for you!)&lt;br /&gt;There are 270 days till your next birthdayon which your cake will have 20 candles.Those 20 candles produce 20 BTUs,or 5,040 calories of heat (that's only 5.0400 food Calories!) .You can boil 2.29 US ounces of water with that many candles.&lt;br /&gt;In 1987 there were approximately 3.7 million births in the US.In 1987 the US population was approximately 226,545,805 people, 64.0 persons per square mile.In 1987 in the US there were 2,421,000 marriages (9.9%) and 1,157,000 divorces (4.8%)In 1987 in the US there were approximately 1,990,000 deaths (8.8 per 1000)In the US a new person is born approximately every 8 seconds.In the US one person dies approximately every 12 seconds.In 1987 the population of Australia was approximately 16,394,641.In 1987 there were approximately 243,959 births in Australia.In 1987 in Australia there were approximately 114,113 marriages and 39,725 divorces.In 1987 in Australia there were approximately 117,321 deaths.Your birthstone is Blue Zircon --&gt;The Mystical properties of Blue Zircon&lt;br /&gt;Zircon helps one be more at peace with oneself. Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (Birthstone lists come from Jewelers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources)&lt;br /&gt;Blue Topaz, Ruby, Lapis LazuliYour birth tree is&lt;br /&gt;Apple Tree, the Love&lt;br /&gt;Of slight build, lots of charm, appeal and attraction, pleasant aura, flirtatious, adventurous, sensitive, always in love, wants to love and be loved, faithful and tender partner, very generous, scientific talents, lives for today, a carefree philosopher with imagination.There are 267 days till Christmas 2007!There are 280 days till Orthodox Christmas!The moon's phase on the day you wereborn was in its first quarter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just woke up. My head hurts pretty bad awhile ago. So, I slept first. I missed the epi of CSI: NY. When I opened my YM, my blockmate left an offline msg to me that the grades are already posted online. Syempre, ako naman, dali-daling ni-open yung Bb noh. My grades aren't that bad. But those grades aren't the type of grades that you can show of. Hahaha. Pero not bad for a stud who doesn't have a good study habit. LOL. But I'm relieved now that I don't have a failing grade. Thank God! Hello 2nd year!! And hello hell! Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cheeryyow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-6552365720743281861?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/6552365720743281861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=6552365720743281861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6552365720743281861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6552365720743281861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/yes.html' title='Yes!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-6531767922570806152</id><published>2007-04-02T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T16:02:46.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you serious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Are you serious? I've been wanting to see the latest OTH epi already. Only to find out it's really gonna air on May 2! Gosh!! That's like a month from now. Haaaate it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SNbnQm1F7JU"&gt;You call it madness.. I call it love&lt;/a&gt;--Click on to watch the preview of the next epi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Changed my layout. You see, I'm really bored. As in with the capital B-O-R-E-D, BORED! I'm with my 2 nephews here. But they're sleeping. I wanna go out. But I don't know where to go. Ugh. It's holy week. Need to sacrifice. I wanna eat but there's no food. Ay! Meron pala. Pancit canton. But that was my lunch! Arghness. I'm still bugged by do-i-get-a-singko-in-my-microbio-and-a-tres-in-my-chem. I wanna check my grades already but I'm too lazy to go to school. Iz giving me the creeps. I'm full of what if's right now. I haaaate it! The EdTech peeps are too slow in posting the grades in Bb. Haaaate it! Ahahaha! Imma watch TV na lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-6531767922570806152?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/6531767922570806152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=6531767922570806152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6531767922570806152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6531767922570806152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/are-you-serious.html' title='Are you serious?'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-5040018447386386061</id><published>2007-04-01T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T18:55:16.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools'!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really don't like it when my mom jokes about her death. She has this bukol under her ribs and then there's this part under her ribs also that when you touch it, there's like a space. She told me she's not afraid of death, and that she worries about me. Ohhh shocks! This is making me cry. I told her she should have it checked up tomorrow.  But I doubt if she's gonna go tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oohh-lala! My blockmates went to Apple's house yesterday. It's her 18th bday bash. Had fun with my blockmates talking about F.T. stuff. We talked what food would we innovate para we'd get rich. LOL. Apple has sooo many friends ha. Grabeee! She didn't sleep coz she was busy making asikaso her visitas and fixing and cleaning stuff. Ehehehe! Oh! She has a friend who knows how to make hula. Waahhh! Well. Of course, di ko pinalampas yon. The hulas were almost all about my future. But there are 2 or 3 hulas that are true. OMG! He told me that I'm close to getting what/who I want na daw. Hahaha! He also told me that I tend to be or to get hopeless when I want something. That I fear that I won't get it pero I'll get it naman daw. Hhmmm. Interesting. Grabe. We only had 1 and half-hour sleep. But then when I got home, I immediately lied down. LOL. Had more or less 5 hours of sleep. Ahehehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Onga pala. I had a dream before na nabunutan ako ng 2 ngipin. Di ba it means that someone will die? I only realized kanina, while walking, na parang oo nga. Baka it's true. Basta. I'll tell it na lang some other day why it is true. Aiite? Okaay. Nagjoke na naman si mommy bout dito. Baka siya daw yung mamamatay. HAaate it! Argh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-5040018447386386061?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/5040018447386386061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=5040018447386386061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5040018447386386061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5040018447386386061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/04/april-fools.html' title='April Fools&apos;!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-386010089441188403</id><published>2007-03-28T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T18:17:05.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/Rgo-enwVcSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5PqpowEamPs/s1600-h/sony+vaio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046915028210774306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/Rgo-enwVcSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5PqpowEamPs/s320/sony+vaio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OMG. I want this!!! It's sooo cool. It's white!!! :)) It costs 95K. Huhuhu! Too expensive. It'll just be a picture na lang. My mom will buy me a laptop though, but not that one. Hahaha. I also want the new Sony Cybershot, the pink one. The one that's 10.3 Mp. Woaah! Amazing. It costs naman 32K. Waahh! Why does gadgets hafta be that expensive? Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eniway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went to the mall yesterday. We were supposed to buy a cloth for my, ugh, summer dress. But only to find out the cloth store there was closed na. Arghness. Then, we saw a Chevrolet Optra exhibitted there. My mom's gonna buy a new car yata. Yeyy! But my parents are carefully thinking of what to buy. It's either Honda or Chev. I like both! Hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My head's aching. I've got nothing to do but eat, sleep, watch tv and go online. Buhay baboy amf! Ahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-386010089441188403?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/386010089441188403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=386010089441188403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/386010089441188403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/386010089441188403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-want.html' title='I want'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/Rgo-enwVcSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5PqpowEamPs/s72-c/sony+vaio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2209941971546840916</id><published>2007-03-25T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T13:25:02.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jesy M.! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This blog entry is entirely dedicated to Jesy M.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Who is &lt;strong&gt;Jesy&lt;/strong&gt; as a friend&lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;J&lt;/u&gt;--&lt;u&gt;J&lt;/u&gt;olly person na mahilig sa &lt;u&gt;J&lt;/u&gt;ollibee. Ang kinakain niya don ay chicken strips with matching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;rice, burger, and large coke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;E&lt;/u&gt;--&lt;u&gt;E&lt;/u&gt;wan ko kung anong letter E ang magdedescribe sayo. Pero I'm happy &lt;u&gt;E&lt;/u&gt;ver na naging&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;friend/blockmate/kachikahan kita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;S&lt;/u&gt;--Shiyeeet! Di ko lam kung ano ba talaga. Pero siya'y isang taong nasasabihan ko ng mga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;S&lt;/u&gt;ikreto ko-well, halos. Siya ang una kong &lt;u&gt;S&lt;/u&gt;eatmate nung first day of college. At eventually,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;naging friendship ko na rin. &lt;u&gt;S&lt;/u&gt;mile! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Y&lt;/u&gt;--&lt;u&gt;Y&lt;/u&gt;es! Second &lt;u&gt;Y&lt;/u&gt;ear na tayo!!! Im looking for another great &lt;u&gt;Y&lt;/u&gt;ear with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok. Maybe you thought I forgot you bday. Nah! Ito nga oh, may blog entry pa ako for you. ;) Tats ka ba? Hehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jesy or also known as Apple, is my kabarkading in USTe together with Kath, Charlyn and Arianne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY!!! ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You're legal now! Knax! I'm happy that you became my friend. I hope it'll last long til we graduate, til we have work, til we get married (parang mali yung dating?!). Hahaha. OA! No, but I'm serious. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wish you'll find that someone who'll be worthy of you. Okaay? ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ciao! *kiss*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2209941971546840916?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2209941971546840916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2209941971546840916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2209941971546840916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2209941971546840916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-jesy-m.html' title='Happy Birthday Jesy M.! =)'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2794055615417580841</id><published>2007-03-25T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T16:24:51.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay. This is me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is what happened to me today and last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nothing happened special, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mom and I went to Gateway last night. She met a client there then she bought a shirt and I bought bread @ BreadTalk. Haha. 'twas my first time to go out after my 3 f*cking days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Did I mention our cable's back? Oh yeahh! Kaya I always, well, starting last Friday, sleep late na. And this morning, I was greeted by new pimples on my forehead. WTF?! I haaate it! This is what I hate about summer. This is the time when you get to sleep late and wake up late; eat whatever you want, yada.. yada.. yada.. Bummer! And I know, my body clock's adjusting from 10 pm to 2 am and from 4.30 am to 11 am. It's not healthy! Hahaha! Plus, it's sooo gee damn hot! Argh! Am I pms-ing, AGAIN?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okaaay. I gotta go before our chair soaks wet with my sweat. Hahahaha! Eewwwness, I know! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2794055615417580841?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2794055615417580841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2794055615417580841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2794055615417580841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2794055615417580841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/03/okay-this-is-me.html' title='Okay. This is me.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-4955787503818248252</id><published>2007-03-24T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T10:54:02.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Changed my layout. It's bright which makes me feel bright also. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can feel the summer heat. Oh fun! But still, my itinerary's blank. I might go out later! Hoot! Hoot! Argh! I'm craving for cheese floss. Yung sa breadtalk. Okaaay. Drooling here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-4955787503818248252?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/4955787503818248252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=4955787503818248252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4955787503818248252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4955787503818248252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/03/hi.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-8210392586143577026</id><published>2007-03-23T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T12:02:44.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just wanna be on the beach!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It sucks that I'm already on vacation and my friends are still in hell. Sorry for rubbing it in but I oh-so miss you guys! I wanna see you all!!! I can't wait!! I'm dying of boredom here. Good thing our cable's back after 2 years. But I can't make singit to my dad. Di pa naka-cable TV ko sa room. Boo-hoo! Oh well. It's my 2nd day of vacation. I've got no one to talk to. Di pa ko sanay. I miss Kath, Arianne, Jesy and Arianne. Ugh! I dont have any plans yet for this summer except take driving lessons. Hopefully after holy week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tee-hee. What am I gonna do this vacation? I don't have any idea. Argh! Haaate it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-8210392586143577026?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8210392586143577026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=8210392586143577026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8210392586143577026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8210392586143577026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-just-wanna-be-on-beach.html' title='I just wanna be on the beach!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3868877015625505114</id><published>2007-03-20T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T20:10:51.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/Rf_MfeJKRRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IY9K3ubmA4E/s1600-h/list.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043974948717741330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/Rf_MfeJKRRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IY9K3ubmA4E/s320/list.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was bored yesternight. I made a list of what I want. Not necessarily I must own or get it. I just feel like listing down.  I wasn't in the mood to study at that moment. I even did the "FLAMES" thingie to my crushes. LOL.  And oh! I saw my crushie up close yesterday.  Wala lang. Ang puti niya, grabe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's my last day tomorrow. Hoorah! Fil., Chem lec., and Stat. tomorrow. Eerrr. Tamad na ko. You know that feeling? It's your last day and you don't wanna study anymore coz you're in the mood for vacation already? I'm loving the feeling of becoming a bum again. Hoorah! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok. I'm conditioning myself that I'll get TRES on my Chem and Microbio. It's better to expect the worst than the best at this moment. Good luck to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3868877015625505114?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3868877015625505114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3868877015625505114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3868877015625505114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3868877015625505114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/03/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/Rf_MfeJKRRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IY9K3ubmA4E/s72-c/list.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-7002792569507884245</id><published>2007-03-18T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T21:26:27.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I painted my nails red.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. My final exams starts tomorrow. Chem lab and Food Tech. Lech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm saying good luck to myself. Help me St. Jude! Oh God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-7002792569507884245?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/7002792569507884245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=7002792569507884245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7002792569507884245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/7002792569507884245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-painted-my-nails-red.html' title='I painted my nails red.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-5848820876003717382</id><published>2007-03-17T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:57:21.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need want to parteeey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okaaay. I &lt;s&gt;need&lt;/s&gt; want to party badly. I suddenly feel like partying instead of studying. Woah! It rhymes. Arghh! I know I only have 3 days left. B-but I want to go out. Eerrr. aNyway. I should be studying right at this moment. Pero tinatamad pa ko. :( I dont know what's happening to me right now. I need to pass my Chem. And Microbio. But my Microbio finals is already done. I didn't do well... yata. Argh! I need to do something-except study. Like I need to talk to someone right now. But everyone's seems busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Boo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-5848820876003717382?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/5848820876003717382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=5848820876003717382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5848820876003717382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/5848820876003717382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-need-want-to-parteeey.html' title='I &lt;s&gt;need&lt;/s&gt; want to parteeey!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-6373191554210559352</id><published>2007-03-10T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T20:44:28.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I could escape...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10 days left of school before summer officially starts. But I have to go through hell first. Argh! 'Di naman masyadong sadista mga prof ko, eh noh? May mga quiz lang naman kami bawat araw next week plus 2 final exams plus isang report plus isang final paper na due equals more than hell. Lagpas na sa hell.  How about that? Huhuhu. You won't be able to talk to me. Baliw ako next week. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't have a good update. I still have nothing to wear for our reporting on Monday. Eerrr. Ano kaya yon? Dami kong dadalhin sa Monday. :( Plus, I have to leave extra early ksi we have to prepare pa. Tsss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yoko na. Gagawa na ko ng script ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Boo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-6373191554210559352?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/6373191554210559352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=6373191554210559352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6373191554210559352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/6373191554210559352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-i-could-escape.html' title='If I could escape...'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2553573532239283545</id><published>2007-03-07T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T20:41:23.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waahhh! I can't take this anymore. I am not yet done with editing our English Research paper. Nor am I done with my part. Gosh! Pagod na ko. I need another bar of Snickers. I'm running out of energy. Ayaaaw ko na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me na matatapos ko 'to by tomorrow night. :-s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2553573532239283545?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2553573532239283545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2553573532239283545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2553573532239283545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2553573532239283545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-tired.html' title='I am tired.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-3379839964082966202</id><published>2007-03-06T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T18:32:11.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are not worth it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You just are not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I feel tired. Wwwaaahhhh! I wanna drop all the things I'm doing right now and rest. Rest. I haven't had the chance of really having a good rest lately. It's sad. As in just plain resting. No stuffs to think about. No worries. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to Katips this afternoon to meet Tin. We ate donut. Thanksie Tinny for treating me. Mwwuuaahh! I'll be back on your finals week and make you sama to Galle and have your tongue pierced AGAIN! Beh! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a new boyfriend &lt;--another term for crushie (eh? Kath!) LOL. He's an Engineering student. Hoot! Hoot! Tall, fair complexion, gwapoo. :)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eniwayz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hafta finish our research paper. Frankly, I haven't started anything for my part. Sadness. :( Im sleeeeeeeeppppppyyyy.. I waannnnaaaa sleeeepp! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Adieu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-3379839964082966202?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3379839964082966202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=3379839964082966202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3379839964082966202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/3379839964082966202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-are-not-worth-it.html' title='You are not worth it.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-4888764977041018806</id><published>2007-03-06T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T02:26:55.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe in Bad Karma.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I believe in bad karma. It was a bad afternoon for me yesterday. I cried. Yes, I cried. After such a long time of not crying, ito lang pala magpapaiyak sakin. I did it for the group and not for myself. It seems that I have a bunch of selfish groupmates. Now, I learned my lesson. Wag akuin lahat ng responsibilidad. Too bad, wala nang experiment. Next time, I'll be selfish. Tingnan natin kung anong mangyayari sa kanila. I don't know why there are such people like that. Kung sino pa yung gumawa, siya pa yung nawalan. They didn't even say sorry. I found out that my prof returned the test tube. 'di man lang nila pinalitan yung number. *sigh* Nangyari na ang nangyari. Bahala na lang sila. Makakarma din sila. You see?! I JUST WANT YOU GUYS OUT NEXT SEM! Btw, this experiment is a practical test. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Adieu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-4888764977041018806?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/4888764977041018806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=4888764977041018806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4888764977041018806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/4888764977041018806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-believe-in-bad-karma.html' title='I believe in Bad Karma.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2731303276317487605</id><published>2007-03-04T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T02:27:18.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She tells me things I don't want to hear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm just tired waiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've got a long list in my what-to-do. But it seems that I've not accomplished any of those yet. How irritating! I started doing our English research paper, but... Shit! Just found out I researched the wrong topic. Arghness! I wasted ink. Ughhh! 11 pages pa naman yon. Bullshit! It's my other groupmate's topic. Fine, fine. I'll give it to her na lang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lotsa things to do. Good luck you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Adieu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2731303276317487605?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2731303276317487605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2731303276317487605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2731303276317487605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2731303276317487605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/03/she-tells-me-things-i-dont-want-to-hear.html' title='She tells me things I don&apos;t want to hear.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-8116428588476273033</id><published>2007-03-01T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T20:11:35.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's dramas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lech! I spent P140+ sa Wendy's kanina and I wasn't even satisfied. In fact, I didn't finish my food. Or was it the effect of my vomiting chuvaness last Tuesday. Speaking of. Yeah. I was sick last Monday and Tuesday. I dunno. Maybe I ate something that made my stomach upset. Haha. Yan tuloy, I missed my Chem Lec quiz last Tuesday and English quiz yesterday. Plus yung Chem Lab experiment and post lab sa Microbio yesterday. Whatta waste! Haha. The doctor said baka I eat irregularly, or I eat lotsa chocolates (which is true. I bring 1 pack of flat tops sa school. Pero I share it naman to my blockies noh!). Kaya pinagbawalan niya ko sa oily foods and chocolates. Pero I ate frostee kanina. Expensive ha. Dati P20 lang yon eh. Anyway. Hoomaaaygaaaad! I cut my PE class kanina. And I'm pretty sure this was JUST my 3rd time--it better be my 3rd time or else, F.A ako if 4th na.. :-ss I lied to my mom pa naman na this was just my first time to cut PE. Hahaha. Ok, ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is he wearing foundation talaga? Accdg. to my blockie, na napaka-kapal daw ng foundation niya at nahahalata na ito. Homaaaayyyggaaaadd! He's wearing that bumblebee shades kanina. Ayye! Aviator pala tawag don! LOL. :p He's beyond metrosexual. Bwahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gots to go! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-8116428588476273033?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8116428588476273033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=8116428588476273033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8116428588476273033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/8116428588476273033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/03/lifes-dramas.html' title='Life&apos;s dramas.'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-2237518723995275932</id><published>2007-02-25T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T13:20:37.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sniff* *sniff*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have 1 lab report due tomorrow. And one report due on Tuesday. I have 2 quizzes tomorrow, Fil and Chem Lab. Draft of our research paper in English due on March 7. Major reporting in Food Tech is on March 12. So many things to do. I just wish tomorrow would end soon. Or better yet, I wish the schoolyear will end soon!!! Though, I'll miss my blockmates. Oh my goodness gracious. That explains why I don't update that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want a laptop. I want a trip to HK with my friend. I want to take a loooong break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy 2nd prom anniversary to my AA friends. And happy EDSA 1. Sana walang pasok bukas. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-2237518723995275932?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/2237518723995275932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=2237518723995275932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2237518723995275932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/2237518723995275932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/02/sniff-sniff.html' title='*sniff* *sniff*'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690269.post-9151648815697433808</id><published>2007-02-20T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T16:03:02.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate you coz you're sooo stupid!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok. So why is it hard for you to follow simple rules? It's irritating y'know. You're making it hard for some people, for me. You just don't know how you ruin somebody else's life. When my day is almost perfect, and there you are, ruining it. You're such a PAIN IN THE ASS! Abuser. User. I don't want to see your face in the coming sem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why is it easy for you to do that? While me, us rather, are already doing all our best and yet is not enough. Why? I don't understand. Help me, understand. You're not worth it! You just are not. Seriously. I cannot express how enraged I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I cannot comprehend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ZIP IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690269-9151648815697433808?l=notsobadlooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/feeds/9151648815697433808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690269&amp;postID=9151648815697433808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/9151648815697433808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690269/posts/default/9151648815697433808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsobadlooking.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-hate-you-coz-youre-sooo-stupid.html' title='I hate you coz you&apos;re sooo stupid!'/><author><name>Jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795878712333122984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4zmpdsJXsw/SU9VgLF-OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQRUt66Cvhc/S220/DSC00150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
