<?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-5383909983199206700</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:08:45.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the child in me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-4067312001947770846</id><published>2008-01-10T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T00:03:20.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i moved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-4067312001947770846?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/4067312001947770846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=4067312001947770846&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/4067312001947770846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/4067312001947770846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-8610033596031614801</id><published>2007-11-18T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:29:23.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy's car has the best music in the world! ang palaging laman ng kanyang player: NORAH JONES. i love norah jones. oh i really love her music grabeeeeeh. r e l a x i n g ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't choose a favorite among her songs coz all are really good. but there's this one song that's stuck in my head. let me post the lyrics, kasi grabe ka-relaxing talaga and aylavet! C= the title of the song is Rosie's Lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she walked by the ocean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and waited for a star,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to carry her away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feelin' so small,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at the bottom of the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lookin' up to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she tries to take deep breaths,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to smell the salty sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as it moves over her feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the water pulls so strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and no-one is around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the moon is looking down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sayin',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rosie - come with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;close your eyes - and dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the big ships are rollin',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and lightnin' up the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and she calls out, but they just pass her by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the waves are crashin',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but not making a sound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just mouthing along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sayin',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rosie - come with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;close your eyes and dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;close your eyes and dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;close your eyes and dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to UP mindanao today for the biolympics. it was so much fun, hahaha. C= lapok kaayo kay ulan man. pero sus, go pa rin ang games. C= palarong pinoy today. sa next sundays pa yung ball games, etc. i enjoyed the place. i enjoyed watching and playing the games. first time ko ring pumunta somewhere... basta, haha, kami yun ni ate gypsie. kawawa na kasi mga urinary bladder namin. hekhek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, nag motorcade kami sa morning from ateneo to UPmin (sa likod kami ng pick-up weeeee), nag games stuffies until the afternoon, then umuwi na. hehe. hinatid ako ni mabu (mali ang grammar!) sa house. kahapon din. weee. C= la lang. maka-happy. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i already watched One More Chance! wahaha. sayang yun, kasi dapat 5 pairs kami mag watch. rachelle and geo, maya and kuya jetter, jewel and kuya arj, toni and paolo, me and mabu. kaso mabu had to cancel at the last minute coz something urgent came up. so yun. but i loved the night nonetheless. C= although we were lugi (we paid for premiere seats but ended up sitting just two rows from the screen... errr), worth it pa rin. =P despite having to deal with stiff necks after, we enjoyed the movie. C=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it made us cry! yung mga girls lang ha... i think. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yun... MANOOD NA KAYO. =P hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;aral...&lt;br /&gt;aral...&lt;br /&gt;aral...&lt;br /&gt;zzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-8610033596031614801?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/8610033596031614801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=8610033596031614801&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/8610033596031614801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/8610033596031614801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/11/daddys-car-has-best-music-in-world-ang.html' title='update!'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-6894154512379896919</id><published>2007-10-29T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T11:08:04.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at last, a plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder what truly makes me happy. these days, i often find myself sad and helpless because i can't do the things i want to (oh please don't give me a sermon about being spoiled and all. please, not now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, in order to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;start putting an end&lt;/span&gt; to this depression thing (which nobody seems to understand), i'll make a list of what i want to do/achieve and how i could achieve them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to drive → ask daddy to teach me for the rest of the semestral break. if i don't learn, i'll enroll into a driving school this christmas break.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have higher grades → thankfully, i've found the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;main&lt;/span&gt; solution to my problem with low grades: CAFFEINE. and, yeah, less Y!M/friendster/multiply time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get rid of my dermatitis → sadly, it's already part of my system, probably forever (but hopefully not!). so really, i dunno what i'll do with it... probably just continue medication? and (*sigh*) continue avoiding all the food that i'm not allowed to eat. whooo. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya ko 'to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;give decent christmas gifts to family and friends → i've already started working on this one. i've been saving moolah for christmas. hopefully i'll have enough to spend when shopping time comes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lose weight → this one's really difficult, considering the fact that i'm not allowed to perspire... shet. so maybe, what i can do is just to get rid of all snack times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stop being hard-headed → just... stop.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spend more time on music → be more active in the choir...? hmm...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spend more quality time with mabu → finish school stuff early so that i'll have extra time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;good luck to me.&lt;br /&gt;God bless me on this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-6894154512379896919?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/6894154512379896919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=6894154512379896919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/6894154512379896919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/6894154512379896919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/10/at-last-plan.html' title='at last, a plan'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-6931763738254168996</id><published>2007-10-25T12:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T12:56:32.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RyAhSz_L9CI/AAAAAAAAAT8/SMwV8b6B-YM/s1600-h/shawie%C3%BC496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RyAhSz_L9CI/AAAAAAAAAT8/SMwV8b6B-YM/s320/shawie%C3%BC496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125132983024219170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;photo i took while walking alone around our subdivision yesterday&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/5383909983199206700-6931763738254168996?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/6931763738254168996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=6931763738254168996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/6931763738254168996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/6931763738254168996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/10/flowers.html' title='flowers'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RyAhSz_L9CI/AAAAAAAAAT8/SMwV8b6B-YM/s72-c/shawie%C3%BC496.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-2681790469866542150</id><published>2007-10-16T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T13:25:24.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit ganito ang life? today masaya, tomorrow malungkot, tapos masaya na naman, tapos malungkot na naman... hindi ba pwedeng palaging masaya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, ganito talaga ang life. and once malalampasan mo ang mga challenges, napakasarap ng feeling. it's just that it sucks talaga kapag nasa struggling stage ka pa lang. nakakatempt bumitiw, pero alam mong hindi pwedeng bumitiw. lucky ka kung may natitira ka pang sanity sa utak mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i was supposed to write an open letter to God here. first time ko yang gagawin [sana] sa blog na ito. pero as i let my fingers type whatever just comes to my mind, naku, eto ang lumabas. madramang entry. madrama at malabo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan ko nga ba kung bakit ganito ang natype ko. ewan ko rin kung bakit malungkot ako ngayon. nakakainis yung times na naiinis ako sa sarili ko dahil naiinis ako. gets? yun yung mga times na hindi dapat ako naiinis pero naiinis ako at dahil naiinis ako eh mas lalo akong naiinis. syet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa pang example ng cycle na annoying: nagkakaroon ako ng rashes dahil stressed ako tapos lalo akong nasestress kapag may rashes ako. you know what that means: more rashes. ARRGH. para matigil ang progression, nagtetake na lang ako ng gamot. hahai. don't worry, hindi naman ito pinagbabawal na gamot. kaso, hindi rin OTC. sana naman mawala na ang skin asthma ko... este, atopic at seborrheic dermatitis pala. (sayang naman ang pag-undergo ko ng biopsy kung hindi ko gagamitin yung medical terms.) (gumasto ako para sa biopsy para lang malaman ang sakit ko.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, nagyawyaw na talaga ako. hehehe. ewan ko ba. gusto kong bumalik na lang sa kahapon. ang saya ng araw ko kahapon. ang saya... bakit kaya? hehe... C=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa ngayon, kailangan kong mag-empake. hindi ako maglalayas ha. may kailangan akong puntahan. di ko alam kung dapat ba akong ma-excite or whatever. ang akin lang is, honestly, may doubts ako about going. my body is too tired and (actually) sick. pero kailangan kong pumunta. so ang prayer ko na lang ngayon is sana masaya ang growth session... growth session ng choir namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about choirs... nami-miss ko na ang pagkanta. i love music. but lately, it seems to hate me. ewan ko lang ha. i just need to be happy. yun naman ang palagi kong issue eh (nang hindi ko sinasadya). (meaning, hindi ko ginagawang issue pero lumalabas lang palagi na yun ang issue ko: gusto kong maging masaya palagi.) ewan ko nga ba. kaya nga ganyan ang description ng blog ko eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&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/5383909983199206700-2681790469866542150?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/2681790469866542150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=2681790469866542150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/2681790469866542150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/2681790469866542150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/10/bakit-ganito-ang-life-today-masaya.html' title=''/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-5785701276462991975</id><published>2007-10-08T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T20:35:45.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't think of a title</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i can't believe it! makakatulog na ako nang maayos. hahaha. these past few nights, grabe ang puyat ko. i've been studying a lot and doing my requirements diligently. oha! =P crammed nga lang yung iba, pero what i'm happy about is that inspired ako maxado mag-aral these past few days and nights. so far, i've accomplished everything that i have to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting tonight, makakatulog na ako nang maayos dahil tapos na lahat ng exams ko sa majors ko. woohoo! filipino, theology, and political science exams na lang. wiheee. C= ang saya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this afternoon, i went out with some friends. we watched a movie lang, actually. i was with mabu, josie, arvin, and kuya arj. grabe ka-funny kasi we watched resident evil tapos yung mga uyab (mabu and arvin) ang natatakot at nagugulat sa movie. nyahaha. di ko na sabihin yung details kasi baka magalit si uyab... hihi. basta, parang nabaliktad ata. yung girls ang parang boys, tapos yeah, you get the point. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousins + tito and tita left for canada last saturday morning. awww. i'm gonna miss them. it's only been two days and i can't wait to see them again. 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rwoi6L3UR7I/AAAAAAAAATo/q_RNvmrJ6kU/s200/10052007081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118942309472552882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RwogKL3UR0I/AAAAAAAAASw/HrVjZVKM3sc/s1600-h/10052007093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RwogKL3UR0I/AAAAAAAAASw/HrVjZVKM3sc/s200/10052007093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118939285815576386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RwogKb3UR1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/0tvPXm1oVAo/s1600-h/10062007094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RwogKb3UR1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/0tvPXm1oVAo/s200/10062007094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118939290110543698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RwogKr3UR2I/AAAAAAAAATA/feaLuWNxK6A/s1600-h/10062007096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RwogKr3UR2I/AAAAAAAAATA/feaLuWNxK6A/s200/10062007096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118939294405511010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rwoi6b3UR8I/AAAAAAAAATw/-1bs4Ziu0Ag/s1600-h/10052007090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rwoi6b3UR8I/AAAAAAAAATw/-1bs4Ziu0Ag/s200/10052007090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118942313767520194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-5785701276462991975?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/5785701276462991975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=5785701276462991975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/5785701276462991975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/5785701276462991975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/10/cant-think-of-title.html' title='can&apos;t think of a title'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RwogxL3UR4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/X3-_uT1XWEg/s72-c/10062007097_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-3538638914887711689</id><published>2007-10-01T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T21:25:49.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rant, rant, rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. so this is how it feels. this is how it feels to be so tired, to have your relatives leave for canada (for good) in a few days, to have at least 5 major exams within the week, to have a very annoying allergy attack, to have asthma, to have low grades, to not have my laptop with me starting tomorrow until i don't know when... ugh. this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crying doesn't seem to make it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just have to start working. that's all i can do to make things &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;a little&lt;/span&gt; better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please help me. extend my patience...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-3538638914887711689?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/3538638914887711689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=3538638914887711689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/3538638914887711689'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rv-51L3URxI/AAAAAAAAASY/cfX6v3QJbcQ/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rv-51L3URxI/AAAAAAAAASY/cfX6v3QJbcQ/s400/DSC00074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116012025085183762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fly me to the moon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;away from it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fly me to where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my tears won't fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fly me to the moon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fly me to the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;take me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;do it now, i pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'coz here on earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;life is tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and some people just don't get it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;when enough is enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fly me to the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and make me feel loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wrap your arms around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and don't ever let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;baby, on the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we'll make our own world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in it, we'll be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there'll be no need to worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fly me to the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tonight as i sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aboard a heart-shaped balloon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;let's start our long trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks to maya for the photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-7369977529307680659?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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C= wiheee... kilig! hahaha. i'm honestly so glad that it went well (dapat lang, di ba!?). it was my first time to attend one of their parties with relatives. it was so... cool. C= hehehe. ang bait ng people and one of mabu's uncles was like, "para kang si kim chiu. uiii... kim and gerald!" hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to converse with some of them. i also got to watch a couple of episodes of one tree hill. nyahaha. i got to eat yummy food (i miss caldereta!). i got to take home some new urc products (hehe thank you tita!). i had a couple of kilig moments. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; and, uhh, i had one embarrassing moment... shet. =P it's a good thing that only carlo, tarmi, and eric (i think) heard what i said... hahaha. according to tarmi, my face turned red. umaygas, sobrang nahiya kasi ako... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being the weird person that i am, i will make kwento my embarrassing moment: i accidentally called carlo "dad"! omg! it was so embarrassing! parang... yaks! hahaha. i really, really do not know why i said that. sobrang it just came out of nowhere! O_o first time ko gud xa matawag na ganun. in front of his siblings pa talaga (and relatives, who *hopefully* didn't hear). hahaha. shucks. kakahiya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, just as i said earlier, grabe ko ka-happy dahil sa lahat ng nangyari tonight... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labu mabu! C=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superduper grabe ko ka-busy sa school these days. tsk, tsk. my brain hurts almost all the time. hahaha. taxonomy and embryology (plus others, of course) are currently taking up much of my energy. x_x grabe nung thursday sa taxo. we were given a 2-chapter long test and right after that, our group had a 2-chapter report. i was amazed by how mabu and i got to understand and explain all the concepts despite the fact that our preparation time was grabe ka-ikli. hehehe. maka-happy! C= another thing pa pala na pinagkakabusyhan ko sa school is peer consulting. i am currently an applicant and one of the requirements is mag-duty sa guidance office. hihihi, malapit ko nang matapos i-render yung required number of hours ko per sem. ang saya. C=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaso, xempre, life isn't perfect. there are times jud na grabe ko ka-inis or galit sa world. and there was one day this week when i felt like the world hated me. oh well, i guess ganyan talaga ang buhay. sana lang maka-isip na ako ng solution about my recurring problem. badtrip kasi talaga. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero despite all the problems i have right now, i can still declare these two statements to the world:&lt;br /&gt;life is good. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God is good. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-9070149072176027619?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/9070149072176027619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=9070149072176027619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/9070149072176027619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/9070149072176027619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/09/update-after-48-years.html' title='update after 48 years'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-7285118032833844606</id><published>2007-09-05T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:15:47.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>desperados</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rt65Czht27I/AAAAAAAAARY/KjJER_eR6Rw/s1600-h/DSC01058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rt65Czht27I/AAAAAAAAARY/KjJER_eR6Rw/s400/DSC01058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106722485327223730" 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/5383909983199206700-7285118032833844606?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/7285118032833844606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=7285118032833844606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/7285118032833844606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/7285118032833844606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/09/desperados.html' title='desperados'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rt65Czht27I/AAAAAAAAARY/KjJER_eR6Rw/s72-c/DSC01058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-392650764346282170</id><published>2007-09-03T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T19:26:01.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my blood pressure rose because of all the tears that never fell.&lt;br /&gt;----------{@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-392650764346282170?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' 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src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-9121773843510048736</id><published>2007-08-26T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T10:30:15.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am bored and hurt and very sad and deeply sorry and missing somebody and worried and feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheeeeeeeeeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add to that my allergy attack and the tons of schoolwork i must finish today (a rest day) and tomorrow (a holiday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleeeeep &lt;/span&gt;and wake up into a BEAUTIFUL and CAREFREE day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-9121773843510048736?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/9121773843510048736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=9121773843510048736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/9121773843510048736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/9121773843510048736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/08/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-2677425946983495203</id><published>2007-08-20T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T18:09:56.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new template!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got bored with the old one. so here's another template, though it's also custom. i won't even change the color scheme. html makes my head hurt. i am not pro in html and am not planning to become so. simple as it may be, i still love my blog design. heck, i'd probably love anything that's pink. and yes, in many instances, simplicity is beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything happens for a reason.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes, things fall apart just so other things can fall into place.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in the end, what's meant to be will find its way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a text message i received from ate rhea today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADVANCED HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DADDY! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rslldjht26I/AAAAAAAAARQ/FvGS6CWFVsQ/s1600-h/sha_ganda003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rslldjht26I/AAAAAAAAARQ/FvGS6CWFVsQ/s320/sha_ganda003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100719611401067426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tsk, tsk. tomorrow, i'll surely be eating out with my parents and brother again. all the pounds that i lost in the past week will be gained back. hahaha. oh well.&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/5383909983199206700-2677425946983495203?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/2677425946983495203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=2677425946983495203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/2677425946983495203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/2677425946983495203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-template.html' title='new template!'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rslldjht26I/AAAAAAAAARQ/FvGS6CWFVsQ/s72-c/sha_ganda003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-3109276155123444642</id><published>2007-08-15T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T18:09:28.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drowning in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i see trees of green, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;red roses&lt;/span&gt; too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i see them bloom for me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and i think to myself, what a wonderful world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i see skies of blue and clouds of white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; the bright blessed day, the dark sacred night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and i think to myself, what a wonderful world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the colors of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rainbow &lt;/span&gt;so pretty in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; are also on the faces of people going by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i see friends shaking hands, saying how do you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; they're really saying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hear babies crying, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i watch them grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; they'll learn much more than i'll never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and i think to myself, what a wonderful world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; yes i think to myself, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what a wonderful world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what a wonderful world by louis armstrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a wonderful world this is! shet. hahaha. ang sayaaaaaaaaaaaaa ng buhay. C= nalulunod na ako sa love. mabu, nalulunod na talaga ako. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang na-feel ko ang love today, especially kay carlo pati sa mom ko. ang sarap ng feeling na alam mong may naga-care sa iyo. pati xempre, ang sarap ding mag-care para sa kanila. wiheee. grabe bonding namin ni carlo sa mall this afternoon tapos si mommy na naman ka-bond ko sa house pagka-night. maka-happy lang talaga to be with the people you love. C=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing na maka-happy is the ateneo fiesta. wahaha, saba kaayo ang students ganina. sakit kaayo sa eardrums pero lipay kaayo ui. ma-feel jud nimo ang energy rush. intense. nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus may isa pang naka-pahappy sa akin today. rush hour 3. grabe tawa namin. hahaha. twice talaga namin pinanood sa theatre. tapos nung second time, tawa pa rin kami. lingaw kaayo. wiheee. happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus... meron pa talagang ibang reason. i lost weight! hahaha. konte lang naman. hindi ko masasabing payat na ako. pero pumayat ako. wiheee. nakaka-inspire to lose more weight. pero sige lang. kontrolado ko na itong diet program ko this time. i won't starve myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yun... gusto ko lang i-share ang happiness ko sa world. wiheee. C=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY, SHALALALA! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-3109276155123444642?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/3109276155123444642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=3109276155123444642&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/3109276155123444642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/3109276155123444642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/08/drowning-in-love.html' title='drowning in love'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-2181875973778462804</id><published>2007-08-12T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T18:10:20.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hindi ako tamad. hindi ako tamad. hindi ako tamad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's happening to the world? everybody's working so hard in school! waah! feel ko ako na lang ang natitirang tamad na nilalang sa mundong ito. syet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i normal? hahaha. di ko talaga alam kung bakit tamad ako. shucks. kinahanglan na jud nako magbinugas! nagatuon man ko ba pero dili jud as in kanang todo. gina-make sure nako nga naa pa koy panahon para sa ubang butang. dili lang baya academics ang akoang gina-prioritize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inya ki din aya! injak matarusan ti sarilik. nagpudot ti ulok tono eskwela ti pagstoryaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. naghihingalo na ang aking ilocano tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the point is... sobrang restless ako. at sobrang tamad ako. at sobrang nagwo-worry ako kasi parang lahat ng tao sa paligid ko eh nag-aaral palagi. ako, minsan lang. x_x peste. kelangan ko na talagang mag-aral. huhu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-2181875973778462804?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/2181875973778462804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=2181875973778462804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/2181875973778462804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/2181875973778462804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/08/hindi-ako-tamad-hindi-ako-tamad-hindi.html' title='hindi ako tamad. hindi ako tamad. hindi ako tamad.'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-7901965732924728209</id><published>2007-08-09T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T18:10:35.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mabu, i have a huge crush on you.&lt;br /&gt;brayt ka kasi maxado, mabu.&lt;br /&gt;i love you, mabu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5383909983199206700-7901965732924728209?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/7901965732924728209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=7901965732924728209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/7901965732924728209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/7901965732924728209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/08/mabu-i-have-huge-crush-on-you.html' title=''/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-456308509552923299</id><published>2007-08-05T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T18:10:55.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was going through my first year second sem diary a while ago and read my entries dated february 12 and 21. for some weird reason, reading them and remembering how i felt on those days made me want to cry. kahilakon ko karon, actually. i'm very happy but kinda worried at the same time. happy ko kay ma-connect man gud nako ang mga events katong time na to ug karon. nya it's difficult to believe that many of my wishes have come true. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naks&lt;/span&gt;. love jud ko ni God. hihi. salamat kaayo, as in. C=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ask and you shall receive;&lt;br /&gt;seek and you shall find;&lt;br /&gt;knock and the door shall be opened to you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-matthew 7:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belated happy birthday to my lolo. C=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-456308509552923299?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/456308509552923299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=456308509552923299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/456308509552923299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/456308509552923299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/08/diary.html' title='diary'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-1715572609106990659</id><published>2007-08-05T09:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T18:11:14.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whew!&lt;/span&gt; last night was a rough one. after a few days of EXTREME happiness, a problem arose and i was in the middle of everything. i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; in the middle of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, i am not depressed. this is probably because i know i can function a lot better if i stay strong. thank God, i am doing fine. honestly, i was on the brink of breaking down last night when i was talking to three people at the same time, trying to figure out what to say to each. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shet&lt;/span&gt;, ang hirap nun. i survived. we survived. we will survive. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naks!&lt;/span&gt; hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a weird new way of coping with issues such as this one. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i study.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. mag-aaral na ako ng embryology in a little while. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yahoo!&lt;/span&gt; after i read one chapter of my book, it would be one problem down for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, thankful lang talaga ako kay God for giving us strength in dealing with this crisis. pray lang talaga ako for guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, friends!&lt;br /&gt;labu, mabu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-1715572609106990659?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/1715572609106990659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=1715572609106990659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/1715572609106990659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/1715572609106990659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-storm.html' title='first storm'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-3215110816334474485</id><published>2007-08-03T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T18:11:41.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy happy joy joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i don't feel like updating my blog... i'm too happy... hahaha. basta. i just have to change my latest entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SOOO HHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPYYYYYYYYY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yun lang. hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana happy rin kayo! C=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-3215110816334474485?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/3215110816334474485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=3215110816334474485&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/3215110816334474485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/3215110816334474485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-happy-joy-joy.html' title='happy happy joy joy'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-4046650064029673663</id><published>2007-07-30T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T18:09:07.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insulted. unhappy. disappointed. guilty. sad. helpless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-4046650064029673663?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/4046650064029673663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=4046650064029673663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/4046650064029673663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/4046650064029673663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-feel_30.html' title='i feel...'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-4570495860953068911</id><published>2007-07-29T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T18:12:26.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqyqDpNzscI/AAAAAAAAAPs/inE7F-cI_8s/s1600-h/sha040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqyqDpNzscI/AAAAAAAAAPs/inE7F-cI_8s/s400/sha040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092632258229285314" 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/5383909983199206700-4570495860953068911?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/4570495860953068911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=4570495860953068911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/4570495860953068911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/4570495860953068911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/07/grr.html' title='grr...'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqyqDpNzscI/AAAAAAAAAPs/inE7F-cI_8s/s72-c/sha040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-2774149624111343925</id><published>2007-07-27T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T21:46:24.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weekdays with 0% school work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the beach today! C= wahaha. jewel, bree, carlo, maya, rache, toni, and i took this big break from school dahil sobrang stressed na kami (at dahil walang pasok). pati xempre, we were there to celebrate our bunso jewel's 17th birthday. C=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learned a lot today. for instance, i learned that you should never leave your digicam with another person kapag may secret photos ka dun. ngek ngek ngek. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could say that today was a happy day. actually, kahapon pa ako happy. hehehe. i accomplished a lot kahapon. i was able to pay the bills (DLPC and pag-ibig), have my eyes checked, buy new glasses, meet with girl friends, bond with a close friend. ang saya pa talaga kasi di ako humingi ng money para pambili ng glasses ko. wiheee. C= hmm. thank you kay carlo sa pagsama sa akin sa mga lakad ko kahapon. C=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;may people pa rin talaga na mag love sa 'yo noh kahit gaano ka ka-buang...? hehehe... C=&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ang ganda ng new pair of eyeglasses ko!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it's never too late to change.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thank God for people who care enough to tell you that what you are doing is wrong.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thank God for everlasting friends. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(the last and the only negative one): jealousy is a b*tch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos taken today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqnwuZNzsXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QqTZMiJDDiQ/s1600-h/july27paradise068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqnwuZNzsXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QqTZMiJDDiQ/s320/july27paradise068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091865533552505202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy happy happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rqnwu5NzsYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Dg3bWmEm4dI/s1600-h/july27paradise100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rqnwu5NzsYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Dg3bWmEm4dI/s320/july27paradise100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091865542142439810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nahappy ako dito sa "sha"... hehe... hindi ako ang gumawa nyan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rqnxt5NzsbI/AAAAAAAAAPk/MDV44zSNfcQ/s1600-h/july27paradise113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rqnxt5NzsbI/AAAAAAAAAPk/MDV44zSNfcQ/s320/july27paradise113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091866624474198450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bunso namin! bday girl!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqnxtZNzsaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/yUEpXKH75II/s1600-h/july27paradise110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqnxtZNzsaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/yUEpXKH75II/s320/july27paradise110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091866615884263842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqnwtZNzsVI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bZ-cj_RvVQI/s1600-h/july27paradise035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqnwtZNzsVI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bZ-cj_RvVQI/s320/july27paradise035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091865516372635986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ako nag-take nito kaya wala ako. hehehe ganda pagkakuha noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rqnwt5NzsWI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Vks0k-9ydmM/s1600-h/july27paradise043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rqnwt5NzsWI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Vks0k-9ydmM/s320/july27paradise043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091865524962570594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ako rin nag-take nito. hehe i like this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqnwvZNzsZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/tYbVAUjtk1g/s1600-h/july27paradise108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqnwvZNzsZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/tYbVAUjtk1g/s320/july27paradise108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091865550732374418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nandirito kami ang barkada mong tunay aawit sa 'yo... happy birthday! C=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-2774149624111343925?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/2774149624111343925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=2774149624111343925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/2774149624111343925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/2774149624111343925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/07/2-weekdays-with-0-school-work.html' title='2 weekdays with 0% school work!'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqnwuZNzsXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QqTZMiJDDiQ/s72-c/july27paradise068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-4922011188599273929</id><published>2007-07-22T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:10:39.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pusang gala (expression of the day)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four people have a theory about why somebody left.&lt;br /&gt;are they correct?&lt;br /&gt;i guess they will never find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the important part: the "leaving" gave way for something better to happen.&lt;br /&gt;hmm... did it really?&lt;br /&gt;i hope it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[you]&lt;/span&gt; prove to me that it did. C=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here i am again, writing about stuff that other people do not understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't count the chicks before they hatch.&lt;/span&gt; even when they are already about to hatch, don't. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;related ang quote na yan sa aking buhay. naks. kung magpipilosopo ako, masasabi kong related yan sa aming embryology na subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;embryology. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;embryology&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excellent reporting + failing exam marks = my standing in embryology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, naghihingalo ang grades ko sa dalawang major ko--taxo[nomy] at embryo[logy]. naaawa na ako sa mga grado ko. pero ano ang magagawa ko? nag-aaral naman ako. mas grabe nga ako mag-aral ngayong sem kung ikukumpara sa 1st at 2nd sem noong 1st year ako. pero &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bakit ganito&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam ko far out ito, pero palagi namang hindi connected ang mga pinopost ko dito eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes, a hug is all we need to brighten up our day.&lt;/span&gt; C=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wiheee! &gt;:D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*balik sa pag-aaral. tapos na ang intermission.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-4922011188599273929?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/4922011188599273929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=4922011188599273929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/4922011188599273929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/4922011188599273929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/07/pusang-gala-expression-of-day.html' title='pusang gala (expression of the day)'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-6791532661885119975</id><published>2007-07-22T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T17:52:21.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two words: i do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="main-text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;facing you who brings me new tomorrows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i thank God for yesterdays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how they led me to this very hour,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how they led me to this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every touch, every smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you have given me in care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keep in heart, always i'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now be treasuring everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and if life should come to just one question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do i hold this moment true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no trace of sadness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always with gladness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I DO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-two words by lea salonga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-6791532661885119975?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/6791532661885119975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=6791532661885119975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/6791532661885119975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/6791532661885119975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/07/two-words-i-do.html' title='two words: i do'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-2037640305435959531</id><published>2007-07-21T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T21:55:56.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shawie is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqIQVpNzsSI/AAAAAAAAAOg/tJOQ8hHO4y0/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqIQVpNzsSI/AAAAAAAAAOg/tJOQ8hHO4y0/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4819.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089648492909146402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the people who make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i make you happy, too. &lt;3&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-2037640305435959531?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/2037640305435959531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=2037640305435959531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/2037640305435959531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/2037640305435959531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/07/shawie-is.html' title='shawie is...'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RqIQVpNzsSI/AAAAAAAAAOg/tJOQ8hHO4y0/s72-c/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4819.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-3335566281399727728</id><published>2007-07-12T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T00:05:58.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today...&lt;br /&gt;...i learned a lot from my political science and theology classes.&lt;br /&gt;...b1 and b2 talked about their misunderstanding/conflict/whatever. b1 got to explain properly why she got hurt and vise versa.&lt;br /&gt;...i received yellow roses. wiheee. that was my first time to receive yellow roses in my entire life. thanks, carl! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RpZQyrUwOuI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cbohLSTrMIs/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RpZQyrUwOuI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cbohLSTrMIs/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4734.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086341660715006690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RpZQzrUwOvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/THd4SS2wlD4/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RpZQzrUwOvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/THd4SS2wlD4/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4748.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086341677894875890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-3335566281399727728?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/3335566281399727728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=3335566281399727728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/3335566281399727728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/3335566281399727728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/07/yellow.html' title='yellow!'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RpZQyrUwOuI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cbohLSTrMIs/s72-c/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4734.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-6286451286935164859</id><published>2007-07-10T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T23:06:49.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the inspired one updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every time you go away, you take a piece of me with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-every time you go away by paul young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was like a holiday for addu bio 2 students. there was no 4.5-hour taxonomy class! BLESSING &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yun, sobra&lt;/span&gt;. to think that we were supposed to have a lab exam today. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang saya talaga&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 3 different meetings to attend tomorrow. all 3 of them start at 3:40PM. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kumusta na man yun&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought new kitchen appliances for the house. woohooo! for some reason, it made me really happy. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RpOe1QgEqXI/AAAAAAAAANg/8u4LkvGKJwc/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RpOe1QgEqXI/AAAAAAAAANg/8u4LkvGKJwc/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4713.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085583042031167858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RpOe1wgEqYI/AAAAAAAAANo/rOObNAZxZmU/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RpOe1wgEqYI/AAAAAAAAANo/rOObNAZxZmU/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4717.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085583050621102466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RpOe2QgEqZI/AAAAAAAAANw/dIbrWGZnnY4/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RpOe2QgEqZI/AAAAAAAAANw/dIbrWGZnnY4/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4718.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085583059211037074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought sims 2 collection again today. the cds i bought at eastwood last january didn't work and i can't have them exchanged. heck, it's too far away... and i mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; far. hahaha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makaka&lt;/span&gt;-build &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na naman ako ng mga bahay&lt;/span&gt;! yehey! haven't done that since our family PC was reformatted many months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a VERY HAPPY day. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-6286451286935164859?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/6286451286935164859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=6286451286935164859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/6286451286935164859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/6286451286935164859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/07/inspired-one-updates.html' title='the inspired one updates'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RpOe1QgEqXI/AAAAAAAAANg/8u4LkvGKJwc/s72-c/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-678412170239689229</id><published>2007-07-08T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T18:37:03.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God won't give us a task we are not capable of doing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God placed a very large rock in front of me and said, "push it."&lt;br /&gt;i pushed it but it didn't move.&lt;br /&gt;everyday, i tried to move the rock but it never moved a single inch.&lt;br /&gt;then came the day when i got fed up.&lt;br /&gt;i said to God, "why did You give me this rock to move? You know i don't have the strength to do that!"&lt;br /&gt;He replied, "i didn't tell you to move it. i only told you to push."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can't remember where i heard this from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;btw, if y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ou haven't seen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the interview with God&lt;/span&gt; yet, &lt;a href="http://www.theinterviewwithgod.com/"&gt;→click this link←&lt;/a&gt; and view the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-678412170239689229?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/678412170239689229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=678412170239689229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/678412170239689229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/678412170239689229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/07/god-wont-give-us-task-we-are-not.html' title='God won&apos;t give us a task we are not capable of doing'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-818564011865928276</id><published>2007-07-06T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T21:50:53.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happYness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Ro5AaggEqWI/AAAAAAAAANY/1bM5ZJFxPuo/s1600-h/ladder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Ro5AaggEqWI/AAAAAAAAANY/1bM5ZJFxPuo/s400/ladder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084071853493102946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovin' it. got it from &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;→this site←&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be truly happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to be free from anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got interviewed today for peer counseling. hope i'll be accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend had her bag stolen inside ateneo. she lost her n70, another phone, her wallet, and her ipod. i know how it feels to lose an n70--it is depressing. to think that her camphone wasn't the only thing that got stolen, she must be devastated. hope she'll be OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suprise&lt;/span&gt; long test in plant taxonomy yesterday. i can imagine my prof still feeling proud of herself for making us suffer. good luck &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na lang sa grado ko&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might apply for red cross. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero &lt;/span&gt;that would mean having lots of activities to attend and responsibilities to handle since i am already part of a couple other organizations. hmm. being busy makes me happy, so lemme see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;IS HAPPINESS REALLY A CHOICE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-818564011865928276?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/818564011865928276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=818564011865928276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/818564011865928276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/818564011865928276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/07/happyness.html' title='happYness'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Ro5AaggEqWI/AAAAAAAAANY/1bM5ZJFxPuo/s72-c/ladder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-6451986999116339073</id><published>2007-07-01T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T20:13:25.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one helluva week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got too much to say but too little time. i spent most of the day in bed because of an asthma attack and aching legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, yesterday, i had volleyball class in the afternoon then attended kay's glamrock debut at night. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakakapagod pero SOBRANG saya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. all caps &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yan ha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, because i don't have much time, i'll just post photos of stuff that happened this week. i took 190 photos yesterday, excluding &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa&lt;/span&gt; those that i deleted. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 1: the love of volleyball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly (and thankfully), even though i've never &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;played volleyball in my entire life, i'm doing well in PE 3 (volleyball).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofIFggEp6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/1-2uahctJCc/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofIFggEp6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/1-2uahctJCc/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082250701460252578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;poor arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofIFQgEp5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/gZ5q652a94w/s1600-h/DSC00098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofIFQgEp5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/gZ5q652a94w/s200/DSC00098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082250697165285266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this one's from maya's phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofIFwgEp7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/PxQ8ZD-Xnkw/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofIFwgEp7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/PxQ8ZD-Xnkw/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082250705755219890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what i ate after PE class... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yumm&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 2: the love of ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carlo and i consumed a half gallon of our favorite flavor of ice cream, cookies and cream (overload), in just 30 minutes. wahaha. we took a photo every five minutes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofKWggEp8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/wNwhF2CQyG8/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofKWggEp8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/wNwhF2CQyG8/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082253192541284290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofKXQgEp-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/j6Vhm-Hsk1k/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofKXQgEp-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/j6Vhm-Hsk1k/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082253205426186210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofKXggEp_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/O2jiMplAXKU/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofKXggEp_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/O2jiMplAXKU/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082253209721153522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofMlQgEqFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/hkocKY-VFyA/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofMlQgEqFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/hkocKY-VFyA/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4462.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082255644967610450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofKXwgEqAI/AAAAAAAAAKo/d4C49PYN5Ow/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofKXwgEqAI/AAAAAAAAAKo/d4C49PYN5Ow/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082253214016120834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofMlggEqGI/AAAAAAAAALY/Hb-6HVyw3i4/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofMlggEqGI/AAAAAAAAALY/Hb-6HVyw3i4/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082255649262577762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofLuQgEqEI/AAAAAAAAALI/l17sJ_v_kFE/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofLuQgEqEI/AAAAAAAAALI/l17sJ_v_kFE/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082254700074805314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 3: the love of embryology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used sea urchins in one of our lab activities. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love ko&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;embryology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofVfwgEqTI/AAAAAAAAANA/quFO95NnivE/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofVfwgEqTI/AAAAAAAAANA/quFO95NnivE/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4396.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082265446082980146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofVgAgEqUI/AAAAAAAAANI/LVmnLsfWXh4/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofVgAgEqUI/AAAAAAAAANI/LVmnLsfWXh4/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082265450377947458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofVgQgEqVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/kx4hJtUGVvs/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofVgQgEqVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/kx4hJtUGVvs/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082265454672914770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 4: kay's debut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the glamrock party was one of a kind. and i really saw kay bloom! girly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na siya&lt;/span&gt;! i was one of the 18 divas (candles). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pati&lt;/span&gt;, romina and i had an impromptu song number. we sang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;till they take my heart away&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;six hours of staying at the party meant i had to wear my 3-inch pencil heels for more than 6 hours. my legs didn't hurt that much until i woke up this morning. ouch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaayo&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. there was a lot of, uhm, dancing during the party. there was so much picture taking, too. the ride home was fun. miguel, carlo, rachelle, and i stayed at the back of jewel's pick-up truck. haven't done that in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY, HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, KAY!!! your debut was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofTaAgEqSI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Iomi-YxLnxE/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofTaAgEqSI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Iomi-YxLnxE/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4506.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082263148275476770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofQyAgEqHI/AAAAAAAAALg/2b5SzIRpNwI/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofQyAgEqHI/AAAAAAAAALg/2b5SzIRpNwI/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082260262057453682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofQyQgEqII/AAAAAAAAALo/RpsnhJ5U_8c/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofQyQgEqII/AAAAAAAAALo/RpsnhJ5U_8c/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082260266352420994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofQyggEqJI/AAAAAAAAALw/6eySvb912ZA/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofQyggEqJI/AAAAAAAAALw/6eySvb912ZA/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082260270647388306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofQywgEqKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0jIOaFkiP5U/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofQywgEqKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0jIOaFkiP5U/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082260274942355618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofQzAgEqLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zr16ukixOmg/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofQzAgEqLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zr16ukixOmg/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4556.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082260279237322930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofSYAgEqMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/WDT2Lp2eGmA/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofSYAgEqMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/WDT2Lp2eGmA/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4591.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082262014404110530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofSYQgEqNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_kCm9pEBO1o/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofSYQgEqNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_kCm9pEBO1o/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4623.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082262018699077842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofSYggEqOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/EmxIz9Mr_1U/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofSYggEqOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/EmxIz9Mr_1U/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082262022994045154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofSYwgEqPI/AAAAAAAAAMg/qpLkoLLF_tA/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofSYwgEqPI/AAAAAAAAAMg/qpLkoLLF_tA/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4646.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082262027289012466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these next two photos are my favorites. they are from maya's phone. i love 'em. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; thanks to tarmi for taking the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofS6wgEqQI/AAAAAAAAAMo/R5xohwkq6F4/s1600-h/DSC00184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofS6wgEqQI/AAAAAAAAAMo/R5xohwkq6F4/s320/DSC00184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082262611404564738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofS7AgEqRI/AAAAAAAAAMw/6-ehAFnYdkU/s1600-h/DSC00185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofS7AgEqRI/AAAAAAAAAMw/6-ehAFnYdkU/s320/DSC00185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082262615699532050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-6451986999116339073?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/6451986999116339073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=6451986999116339073&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/6451986999116339073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/6451986999116339073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-helluva-week.html' title='one helluva week'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RofIFggEp6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/1-2uahctJCc/s72-c/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-7097043893012815432</id><published>2007-06-27T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:13:41.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris benoit was said to have committed double murder and suicide earlier this week. a part of my heart feels sick because of it. i don't know why. it's not like i'm one of his biggest fans or whatever. it just bothered me. but although it did, it's near the bottom of my very long worry list right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been much more irritable than usual this week. i would like to say sorry to those few people who have seen my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suplada&lt;/span&gt; side lately. and to those who pissed me off because of their extreme insensitivity or selfishness, just please back off. it's a big mistake to mess with a chocoholic during a period when even chocolates couldn't appease her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to the one who gave me chocolates today, thank you very much. my irritability didn't fade away after i ate a bar of what you gave me but your gesture sure put a smile on my face (and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; putting a smile on my face right now). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel ko &lt;/span&gt;flattered &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ka na&lt;/span&gt;. hehehe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi naman ako ganoon ka&lt;/span&gt;-irritable &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para hindi ma&lt;/span&gt;-appreciate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yun noh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can call myself a mess right now. i don't know why i could not stand even the smallest annoying things-- you know, those that i could normally ignore and forget in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then somebody comes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa talaga &lt;/span&gt;very unexpectedly and tells me creepy things that i never want to hear again. that incident added stress to my already-stressed system and i had to exert effort to change my urls &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapos&lt;/span&gt; somebody &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa talaga&lt;/span&gt; in authority used his power to implement something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na sobrang EWAN&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bastaaa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm full of hate right now. i'm so hateful i could enumerate a hundred different things that are going wrong around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even chocolates can't cheer me up. the endorphins are not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayoko naaaaa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;round and round&lt;br /&gt;carousel&lt;br /&gt;has got you under its spell&lt;br /&gt;moving so fast&lt;br /&gt;but going nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-carnival town by norah jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-7097043893012815432?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/7097043893012815432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=7097043893012815432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/7097043893012815432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/7097043893012815432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/hateful.html' title='hateful'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-5956886813221565803</id><published>2007-06-24T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T00:52:55.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rn54d6_pGEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Do7FVNShn5I/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rn54d6_pGEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Do7FVNShn5I/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079629885168228418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rn53Pq_pF-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/AwdCunU6cz8/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rn53Pq_pF-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/AwdCunU6cz8/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079628540843464674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rn53Qa_pGBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/m_9u0QASXSo/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rn53Qa_pGBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/m_9u0QASXSo/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079628553728366610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rn53P6_pF_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/V8I-IGnzgHQ/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rn53P6_pF_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/V8I-IGnzgHQ/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079628545138431986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rn53Q6_pGCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/5yZgTnyBPFI/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rn53Q6_pGCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/5yZgTnyBPFI/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079628562318301218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rn54da_pGDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/f8QzkFNHplU/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rn54da_pGDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/f8QzkFNHplU/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079629876578293810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-5956886813221565803?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/5956886813221565803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=5956886813221565803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/5956886813221565803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/5956886813221565803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-my-friends.html' title='i love my friends'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rn54d6_pGEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Do7FVNShn5I/s72-c/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4387.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-5991881204672790569</id><published>2007-06-22T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T22:17:50.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;si-ow-en-ef-yu-es-i-di.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-5991881204672790569?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/5991881204672790569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=5991881204672790569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/5991881204672790569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/5991881204672790569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am.html' title='i am...'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-6360240315009597593</id><published>2007-06-21T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T00:01:59.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just wanted to blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are doing okay. though there were unfavorable events, they resulted &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman&lt;/span&gt; to good stuff. the problem is, i can't stop myself thinking about what-ifs. despite my tight schedule, i still have time to be by myself (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako pa!&lt;/span&gt;) and think of what could be and what could have been... you know, sentimental crap that can be featured in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maalaala mo kaya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. physics &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na lang ang isipin ko&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got volleyball for PE 3. actually, all bio 2 students do not have a choice but to take volleyball&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okey lang&lt;/span&gt;. we're gonna practice tomorrow. i'm kinda excited because i want to learn how to play volleyball properly. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaso &lt;/span&gt;i have active lesions, so good luck &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na lang sa &lt;/span&gt;skin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko kapag papawisan na ako&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this happened last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the news report on TV shows an octopus playing with lego-like toys.&lt;br /&gt;i say: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hala&lt;/span&gt;, octopus!&lt;br /&gt;he says: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hala&lt;/span&gt;, cephalopod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teka, sino ba sa atin ang &lt;/span&gt;biology student? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barkada &lt;/span&gt;had an open forum today. during the first part, it was tense. i remember feeling like i just came off a roller coaster ride. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seryoso&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;medyo &lt;/span&gt;scary &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yun &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. but it progressed and ended well &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman&lt;/span&gt;. we ended up laughing and it felt so good. i love the desperados. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-6360240315009597593?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/6360240315009597593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=6360240315009597593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/6360240315009597593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/6360240315009597593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-wanted-to-blog.html' title='just wanted to blog'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-5891794026955374422</id><published>2007-06-20T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:28:06.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy happy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a super busy day. halos walang break time sa school from 8:45AM to 7:00PM. pero masaya ang day na ito, as seen in these photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rnkxx6_pF5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/BvEYfunYhwI/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rnkxx6_pF5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/BvEYfunYhwI/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078144788556486546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnkxyK_pF6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/eqhYQFfYuNw/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnkxyK_pF6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/eqhYQFfYuNw/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4284.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078144792851453858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rnkxya_pF7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/XQtDpEo1fPs/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rnkxya_pF7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/XQtDpEo1fPs/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078144797146421170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rnkxy6_pF8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/CfZQdaQuIf4/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rnkxy6_pF8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/CfZQdaQuIf4/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078144805736355778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnkxzK_pF9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/E8DUeNaaT2Y/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnkxzK_pF9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/E8DUeNaaT2Y/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078144810031323090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be happy then probably suffer or play safe but never be truly happy?&lt;br /&gt;be happy noh?&lt;br /&gt;yun yung mas logical noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-5891794026955374422?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/5891794026955374422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=5891794026955374422&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/5891794026955374422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/5891794026955374422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/busy-happy-day.html' title='busy happy day'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rnkxx6_pF5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/BvEYfunYhwI/s72-c/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-7712046890445990073</id><published>2007-06-19T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T21:07:45.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second blog entry of the eighteen-year-old</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being eighteen feels weird. parang, waah, hindi na ako 17??? =P&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still can't get over the flowers!!! wahaha. sobrang saya talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnfSca_pF4I/AAAAAAAAAII/b0rx6x2LLno/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnfSca_pF4I/AAAAAAAAAII/b0rx6x2LLno/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077758490607949698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/%7Esharon_mw3/1326540.html"&gt;→it's okay to look back once in a while...←&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-7712046890445990073?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/7712046890445990073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=7712046890445990073&amp;isPopup=true' title='118 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/7712046890445990073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/7712046890445990073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/second-blog-entry-of-eighteen-year-old.html' title='second blog entry of the eighteen-year-old'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnfSca_pF4I/AAAAAAAAAII/b0rx6x2LLno/s72-c/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>118</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-5535966680598208796</id><published>2007-06-17T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T20:31:55.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best birthday i've ever had</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UMAYGED!!! sobrang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAPPY ang aking 18th birthday!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang dami kong roses... wahaha ang saya talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVOOq_pFqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/PCGD6diDPF4/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVOOq_pFqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/PCGD6diDPF4/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077050168896460450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;60 pink and white roses&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnZ6Bq_pF3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/me4_96fNQ-I/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnZ6Bq_pF3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/me4_96fNQ-I/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077379799046494066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my second debut today. actually, since yesterday pa. overnight beach party eh. it was just simple. i just went to paradise island with relatives. pero although simple, sobrang saya nun. pramis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived at the beach yesterday in the afternoon. after my class, i bought some stuff for the overnight, helped prepare the food, then went na to the beach. naligo kami agad. sorry na lang sa buhok ko (bawal sa saltwater) pero i really wanted to enjoy my birthday. so naliiigo/nagswiiim ako. from 5 to 11 ng gabi. woohooo. sobrang relaxing nun. walang sun eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite part of the night was looking at the sky. i spent about an hour just lying down on the water (this is also called floating, hehehe). sobraaang relaxing nun. if i'm gonna have my own house na in the future, gusto ko merong swimming pool para magawa ko yun whenever i want to. ang saya kasi. lam mo yun, star gazing tapos nasa water ka nakahiga. sobrang nakaka-destress. aylavet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yun, kagabi, there i was, lying down on the water and gazing at the constellations above. i just allowed the water to drift me to different directions. for a while as i was floating, i spread my arms. i closed my eyes and thought, hmm, super romantic siguro if a special someone will also float beside me and hold my hand. ang sweet. kilig. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night nga pala, sobrang timing kasi may fireworks sa paradise nun. as in. ang ganda. for a few minutes, we just watched the fireworks. para bang nagprepare talaga sila for my birthday (hahaha, hayaan nyo na lang akong mag-isip na ganun kahit hindi). pero really, timing. tapos ang ganda pa dahil maraming violet. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ayun, i also got the chance to have a heart-to-heart talk with kuya ojie, one of my cousins. malapit na silang aalis papuntang canada. hahai. anyway (again), i took a shower na by 11PM. after showering, i just listened to music. again, sobrang relaxing. tapos kumuha ako ng cushion at humiga sa may sand, dun banda sa walang roof para makita ko yung stars. i loved it talaga kahit na the clouds covered the stars after a while. imagine mo, you are listening to music tapos may faint sound ng waves crashing sa seashore. 'di ba very relaxing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by 12 midnight, one of my best friends called. usap usap usaaap lang kami. share2x, tawa2x. salamat kaayo, little sis. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt; after jonelle's call, nag hang ang phone ko. may 10 new messages ako. wahaha, ang saya. tapos people texted me until mga 2AM. greet2x. ayun. lipai. hihihi. may inopen din pala akong gift by midnight. it was a pretty choker. ang saya. by 2AM, medyo inantok na ako so natulog na ako. i was planning to wake up before 5 in the morning to take photos of the sunrise pero 6AM na ako nagising. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother and i rented aquabikes at 8AM so hindi ko napansin yung dala ng tita/tito/cousins ko. bale may isang family kasing kaninang umaga lang nakapunta sa beach kasi nag-OR pa tito ko. anyway, nagdala pala sila ng maraming roses! huwa, after i returned the aquabike, nagulat na lang ako nung arranged na yung chairs tapos may roses nang hawak yung cousins ko. 18 roses. 3 bouquets of more pink roses. ang saya! picture-taking galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 11AM, we left the beach na. we went home directly. sobrang exhausted ako that i slept a little nung pauwi kami. pagdating sa bahay, pagoood na talaga ako that i planned to take a shower right away then matulog na sana. eh pagpasok ko man ng house may nakita akong bouquet of white and pink roses sa center table. siyeht. nabuhayan ako. hahaha. ang saya! as i held and admired the bouquet that carlo gave me, the helper told me na may cake pa daw. umayged, ang saya! hehehe. how many times have i said "ang saya" in this entry na? hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ayun... I LOVE THIS DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thank you talaga to everybody who made me happy today with flowers, cakes &amp; pastries, homemade goodies, overseas calls, stuffed toys, text messages, friendster comments, blog headers (plus scrolling marquees and the like), Y!M IMs, local calls, other gifts (necklace, perfume, etc), hugs, and kisses. love ko kayo. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natouch ako sa ginawang header ng blog ng special superduperbestfriend ko. effort, pare! thanks, carl (for EVERYTHING)! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVWHa_pF2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/M5-vzd-dMMk/s1600-h/BIGTIMEshawie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVWHa_pF2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/M5-vzd-dMMk/s400/BIGTIMEshawie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077058840435431266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below are some of my favorite photos taken this weekend. MORE (probably hundreds) will be posted sa multiply ko when i will have the time. i still have to bond with my uber bigat na physics book pati embryology and taxonomy stuff eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVRla_pFrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/DtUX7sCYEVo/s1600-h/sheldy.weldie.%3D%5D1705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVRla_pFrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/DtUX7sCYEVo/s320/sheldy.weldie.%3D%5D1705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077053858273367730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;night swimming in paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVU9q_pF0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Nefok2UcoiA/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVU9q_pF0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Nefok2UcoiA/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077057573420078914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;picture-worthy view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVRlq_pFsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mZHplo3cggs/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVRlq_pFsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mZHplo3cggs/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077053862568335042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;debutante with tall brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVRl6_pFtI/AAAAAAAAAGw/IZ1hH7XqEiI/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVRl6_pFtI/AAAAAAAAAGw/IZ1hH7XqEiI/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077053866863302354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;moi with family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVRmK_pFuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YnuWE5FJvSE/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVRmK_pFuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YnuWE5FJvSE/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077053871158269666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;models daw o!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVUW6_pFvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/v_JLNiHhzzs/s1600-h/sheldy.weldie.%3D%5D1749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVUW6_pFvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/v_JLNiHhzzs/s320/sheldy.weldie.%3D%5D1749.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077056907700147954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just woke up, listening to norah jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVUXa_pFwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xSsaH43h8bk/s1600-h/sheldy.weldie.%3D%5D1825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVUXa_pFwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xSsaH43h8bk/s320/sheldy.weldie.%3D%5D1825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077056916290082562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aqua-biking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVUXa_pFxI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zUQ_yh3BXmM/s1600-h/sheldy.weldie.%3D%5D1858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVUXa_pFxI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zUQ_yh3BXmM/s320/sheldy.weldie.%3D%5D1858.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077056916290082578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;camwhoring at sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVUXq_pFyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/3ADfWD6amc4/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVUXq_pFyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/3ADfWD6amc4/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077056920585049890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;weee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVUX6_pFzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4BqswtBfL6k/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVUX6_pFzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4BqswtBfL6k/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077056924880017202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;weee ulit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-5535966680598208796?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/5535966680598208796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=5535966680598208796&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/5535966680598208796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/5535966680598208796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/best-birthday-ive-ever-had.html' title='the best birthday i&apos;ve ever had'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnVOOq_pFqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/PCGD6diDPF4/s72-c/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.4161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-3245149387968860569</id><published>2007-06-15T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:45:08.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapui mag-italicize and everything so dere-deretso lang 'to na post ha. almost no edits and backspace-pressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question: if two people really love each other, but they just can't get it together, when do you get to that point where enough is enough?&lt;br /&gt;answer: never.&lt;br /&gt;-the mexican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may friend na si tux! hehehe. his name is poopoo. here's a photo of the two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnKSHK_pFhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MBZGob-6sMc/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnKSHK_pFhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MBZGob-6sMc/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076280381907998226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o 'di ba ang sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;poopoo has siblings but they are with the other desperados. their names are lubut, RR, maru, mokong, and biko kang. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heniwey, it's somebody's birthday today! pati, it's somebody's birthday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnKUha_pFiI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Zj-MCqovLdQ/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.2568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnKUha_pFiI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Zj-MCqovLdQ/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.2568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076283031902819874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnKU9q_pFjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ci5Ihq5C0EM/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnKU9q_pFjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ci5Ihq5C0EM/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076283517234124338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ang pangit ko dito at basa ako pero wala akong mahanap na better pic. hehehe. hope you'll enjoy your debut tomorrow, tal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school na kami this week. last monday (which seems so far away 'cause i've been doing lotsa things), there were no classes yet. my friends and i met at the mall. maya, carlo, rache, and i ate cheesy pops at pizza hut. then carlo, rache, and i (plus yung bro ko for a while) taaaaalked sa karl's. it energized me instead na makapui ako kahit gabi na ako nakauwi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was the first day of class. prepared (and yes, excited) ako for school. may school stuff na ako sa first day pa lang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnKY0q_pFkI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ACcE8sANONk/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnKY0q_pFkI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ACcE8sANONk/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3946.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076287760661812802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung wednesday naman, my first class was scheduled at 7:40AM. guess what time i woke up... 7:40AM din! hahaha. first time yun mangyari in my whole college life. i was lucky the teacher didn't show up that morning. pagka-afternoon, i spent my free time with subdom. we had a short prayer service to start the academic year and then practiced some songs. I LOVE SUBDOM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a happy day. rache and i were free for a couple of hours after our first class so we had time to talk. sobrang heart-to-heart yun (literally and otherwise). basta, nakaka-energize ang mga ganung conversation. hehehe. i love girl talk. hindi talaga kami magsawa nyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was kinda busy. nakakainis ang schedule dahil my classes should end at 12:00PM na every friday pero may class pa ako at 5:50PM. grr. pero today, sobrang gamit ang aming free time. we bought books for our different subjects at two different bookstores. tapos xempre we also ate lunch. i ate a lot. huwa. fattening pa talaga ang mga kinakain ko this week. these two are examples of what i have been eating this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnKbQ6_pFlI/AAAAAAAAAFw/KqeXfht9Coc/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnKbQ6_pFlI/AAAAAAAAAFw/KqeXfht9Coc/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076290445016372818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnKbjq_pFmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/EWhCHnT3BlA/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnKbjq_pFmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/EWhCHnT3BlA/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076290767138920034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also had an interview. we want to join kasi the core group of the ns &amp; math division so yun, may screening kanina. after finishing all our tasks, pumunta kami sa room kung saan may libreng sauna. uhm, hindi talaga xa sauna. it was just jewel's way of describing our last classroom for mwf. hahaha. pero kainis talaga yun dahil sobrang init.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malapit na ang birthday ko. wala lang. sana maging masaya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; i'm gonna have my second debut tomorrow. hehehe. it's not exactly a debut. i'm just gonna have an overnight with my relatives sa isang white sand beach resort na medyo malayo from where i live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would love to walk with somebody special sa seashore in the middle of the night...&lt;br /&gt;tapos mag-asaran lang kami and all...&lt;br /&gt;tapos may makita kaming shooting star...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i need somebody to slap me back to reality. x_x life is not a fairy tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnKgsa_pFoI/AAAAAAAAAGI/k53vZJSI2DM/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RnKgsa_pFoI/AAAAAAAAAGI/k53vZJSI2DM/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076296415020914306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-3245149387968860569?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-4420291253395886904</id><published>2007-06-11T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T13:26:03.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on embarassing moments, sweet dreams, and a birthday girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, that was so embarrassing! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peste&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stupid mouth has got me in trouble&lt;br /&gt;i said too much again&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my stupid mouth by john mayer&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anywaaaaay&lt;/span&gt;, i had a wonderful dream again last night. i dunno what it is with me and very sweet dreams these days. i'm glad 'cause they make me wake up wearing a big smile on my face (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parang buang noh &lt;/span&gt;if you try to imagine this. hehehe). there's a down side, though. they keep me hoping that they'd happen in real life even if i know they probably won't... at least not anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night's dream was about my debut. my family went &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daw&lt;/span&gt; to manila again and were planning to spend the weekend there. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapos&lt;/span&gt;... secret! hahaha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang labo ko&lt;/span&gt;. try to connect these phrases &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na lang&lt;/span&gt;: sunday (which is my birthday) - somebody - somebody's condo - illumina - party - surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sana ganun kasaya ang aking totoong &lt;/span&gt;18th birthday... or happier. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody turned &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;toot&lt;/span&gt; years old yesterday! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ATE DIVINE!&lt;br /&gt;stay bubbly, optimistic, and sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmzaYq_pFgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MtD0rxWXy3k/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmzaYq_pFgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MtD0rxWXy3k/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074670997532644866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;umaygas te, napaka-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;ng ating mga mukha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-4420291253395886904?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/4420291253395886904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmzaYq_pFgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MtD0rxWXy3k/s72-c/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-8012989330126307802</id><published>2007-06-09T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T10:27:54.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got off the phone with my special &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;superduperbestfriend&lt;/span&gt; (hehehe) so i'm left with nothing to do. but actually, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, i can do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lots &lt;/span&gt;of other stuff such as organize the files in my computer and, well, organize the files in my computer. hehehe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh kasi&lt;/span&gt;, my drive C is full &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na pala&lt;/span&gt; while my drive D is empty. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. i thought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi &lt;/span&gt;that i used about half of the memory in my drive C &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa lang&lt;/span&gt;. oh well. that was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eeestooofeeed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;of me to think&lt;/span&gt;, considering that i have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gazillions&lt;/span&gt; of photos in my PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been unsuccessfully trying to make a story for a few weeks now and it disappoints me. i have all these segmented ideas about a short story i want to write but whenever i get hold of a pen and paper (or this computer), i fail to even compose a starting paragraph. plus, when i try to write poems instead, i run out of ideas in the middle of a piece. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arrgh&lt;/span&gt;. this sucks. i. need. inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a good thing happened, though. see my previous entry entitled &lt;a href="http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/at-arcade.html"&gt;→&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/at-arcade.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at the arcade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/at-arcade.html"&gt;←&lt;/a&gt;? well, it shows how creative my subconscious could be. thankfully, it wasn't difficult to find the words to tell that story (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh ba naman kapag sobrang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;detailed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung panaginip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakakakilig yung kwento. aylavet&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these past few nights, i have been having trouble sleeping. i don't know if i'm suffering from insomnia or anything; all i know is that it's super duper annoying. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pramis&lt;/span&gt;, this is clearly becoming a serious thing. the other night (?), i got to sleep at 5AM&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; na&lt;/span&gt;! something must be really wrong. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ano'ng gagawin ko&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayun. kwento-kwento lang po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-8012989330126307802?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/8012989330126307802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=8012989330126307802&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/8012989330126307802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/8012989330126307802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/random-updates.html' title='random updates'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-4072146777042052049</id><published>2007-06-08T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T14:21:14.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at the arcade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sarah was at the arcade one afternoon, playing a game that she wasn't very familiar with. she was doing pretty well until she saw that john, her long-time crush and suitor, was coming her way. she became overly conscious that she did a foolish move and lost in the game. john tried to save the game but gave up right away. he said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala na yang pag-asa!&lt;/span&gt;" and giggled a bit. sarah became so embarrassed that she impulsively slapped john's arm. the guy continued to giggle in amusement. sarah said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayoko naaaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;", folded her arms, and turned her face into a frown. john said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sus...&lt;/span&gt;" and smiled as he put his arms around sarah from behind. he hugged her tight and held her hands then helped her go down the tall stool she was sitting on. he unwrapped his arms and reached for her hand as he said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;halika na nga...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah saw his lips and eyes smiling. she smiled, too. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-4072146777042052049?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/4072146777042052049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=4072146777042052049&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/4072146777042052049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/4072146777042052049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/at-arcade.html' title='at the arcade'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-6287223328003366133</id><published>2007-06-08T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T04:12:50.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the past hour, i have been desperately looking for something to do since i couldn't sleep yet. i started reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by the river piedra i sat down and wept&lt;/span&gt; again, but i figured after reading the 6th page that it won't do the job of cheering me up tonight. so i looked at my y!m friend list to see if i could chat with anybody. almost nobody's online. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right, it's 2AM na pala.&lt;/span&gt; i really wanted to do something before i slept so i opened the message archive &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na lang&lt;/span&gt;. i read some of the old conversations with my fellow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weird person&lt;/span&gt; and then said to myself: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things really do change&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myged, i'm becoming so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; pathetic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na ha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was unproductive for me, except for the part where i arranged the stuff in my room and threw away the things i don't need anymore. i spent all day just sleeping, eating, and doing all sorts of stuff in the internet. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;napadpad ako sa isang &lt;/span&gt;site where they make icons. here are some of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rmhdrq_pFTI/AAAAAAAAADc/wc28_y7I2ek/s1600-h/1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rmhdrq_pFTI/AAAAAAAAADc/wc28_y7I2ek/s200/1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073407985089844530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rmhdr6_pFXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/EDI7ceuDs3U/s1600-h/5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rmhdr6_pFXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/EDI7ceuDs3U/s200/5.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073407989384811890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rmhe3q_pFdI/AAAAAAAAAEs/FpAPViYXj88/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rmhe3q_pFdI/AAAAAAAAAEs/FpAPViYXj88/s200/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073409290759902674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rmhe36_pFeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3C0eW4xr0K0/s1600-h/27.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rmhe36_pFeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3C0eW4xr0K0/s200/27.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073409295054869986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmhewK_pFaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8_AtHGRdJQs/s1600-h/17.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmhewK_pFaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8_AtHGRdJQs/s200/17.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073409161910883746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rmhev6_pFZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZQ-PeXTsqvs/s1600-h/11.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rmhev6_pFZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZQ-PeXTsqvs/s200/11.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073409157615916434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rmhev6_pFYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rmiFg4GK19U/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rmhev6_pFYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rmiFg4GK19U/s200/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073409157615916418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last one is super cute. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i better get some sleep &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;. good night! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;este&lt;/span&gt;, good morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;off to dreamland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-6287223328003366133?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/6287223328003366133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=6287223328003366133&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/6287223328003366133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/6287223328003366133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/kababawan-nga-ba.html' title='change part 2'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rmhdrq_pFTI/AAAAAAAAADc/wc28_y7I2ek/s72-c/1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-8087974093525387327</id><published>2007-06-06T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T01:19:04.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rma_2a_pFRI/AAAAAAAAADM/yfcPU4esAzg/s1600-h/grade+six+sha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rma_2a_pFRI/AAAAAAAAADM/yfcPU4esAzg/s320/grade+six+sha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072952971959538962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmbKIa_pFSI/AAAAAAAAADU/yga8fJ_gWtk/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmbKIa_pFSI/AAAAAAAAADU/yga8fJ_gWtk/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072964276313462050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what six years did to my physical attributes. hehehe. i don't think i changed much physically. i mean, i just grew &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a bit&lt;/span&gt; taller and i gained some weight. other than that, my face matured just a little (i hope!) and that white blouse still fits me (yehey!). hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o davah? may &lt;/span&gt;intro &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa ang aking &lt;/span&gt;entry about change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change increases the anxiety in my system. it usually forces me to go out of my well-established comfort zone and i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know i have to accept change. i have heard this line a million times but the truth to it never faded away: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;change is the only constant thing in this world&lt;/span&gt;. so i guess i'd have to live with change. change sucks but it also adds flavor to life. wouldn't the world be too boring if change doesn't exist? would there even be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt; if there was no change? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should really learn how to embrace changes in my life.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mapag-iiwanan na ako ng panahon nito, pare.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. the problem with me is that i sometimes become too attached with some things or people to the point that letting them go leaves me devastated.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; doon naman nagkakaroon ng problema eh, &lt;/span&gt;when you lose something. gaining stuff is easy to deal with... like meeting new friends, having a new suitor, gaining money, enrolling into a new subject, having a new school, etc. goodbyes are the ones difficult to deal with... like letting go of a person &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;or thing who/that meant so much to you.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang.&lt;/span&gt; i just think i have to be prepared. i'll be saying hello to the real world soon &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;. i dunno... something tells me things are going to be different once i'm 18 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-8087974093525387327?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/8087974093525387327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=8087974093525387327&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/8087974093525387327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/8087974093525387327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/Rma_2a_pFRI/AAAAAAAAADM/yfcPU4esAzg/s72-c/grade+six+sha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-3544674586874852554</id><published>2007-06-06T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T21:46:20.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what am i to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tell me darling true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to me you are the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vast as you can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deep the shade of blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-what am i to you? by norah jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always make your absence felt, in such a way that somebody misses you. but let not your absence be so long that somebody starts learning to live without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i drank too much last night, got bills to pay,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my head just feels in pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i missed the bus and there'll be hell today,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm late for work again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and even if i'm there, they'll all imply  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that i might not last the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and then you call me and it's not so bad,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's not so bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-thank you by dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'cause my heart starts beating triple time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; with thoughts of lovin' you on my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't figure out just what to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the cause and cure is you&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-weak by swv (sisters with voices)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;last week when i was at moa with my family, i felt so good. despite the fact that i had a day-long depressing conversation with somebody, i was still in a good mood because: 1) the conversation was depressing alright, but at least i was able to let things out of my system and 2) people at moa wore smiling faces. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pramis&lt;/span&gt;, it was strange! almost everybody was smiling and i felt that some of the smiles were specially for me. like i remember when i went out of the fitting room in one of the shops, the lady who was next in line to fit her clothes smiled at me. and it wasn't a sarcastic smile, OK. i smiled back. it felt good. it was like i was in a feel-good movie, you know? i felt like i was in this scene where everybody is being friendly to one another. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta&lt;/span&gt;, it felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if you (i'm assuming i have readers, OK. hahaha) can relate to what i'm saying. what i'm trying to say is that it just really feels great if everyone around you is smiling. those smiles made my day. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;akala ko pa naman mas masungit ang mga tao doon kaysa dito sa &lt;/span&gt;davao. the thing is, i don't think i've experienced that in davao yet. weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;konteng &lt;/span&gt;update &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang po&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my first time to dine at roadhouse (SM) earlier during lunch. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masarap ang pagkain nila&lt;/span&gt;. i recommend their sizzling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pochero&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sinigang na bangus&lt;/span&gt;, and baked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tahong&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yumm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pala&lt;/span&gt; ocean's thirteen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kanina&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala lang&lt;/span&gt;, brad pitt wasn't that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pogi&lt;/span&gt; and i still can't figure out some of the details of the story. hahaha. i'll probably watch ocean's eleven and twelve&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; para maintindihan ko&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachelle, carlo, and i ate at pancake house after the movie. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala lang, mahal lang ang pagkain&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. afterwards, carlo and i accompanied rachelle as she purchased a birthday gift for karla. carlo then helped me buy some groceries before i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody told me something today. i didn't know how to react, really. i was kind of shocked. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero sobrang na&lt;/span&gt;-appreciate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko yun kasi alam ko &lt;/span&gt;it was difficult to say. sorry &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kung medyo magulo ako kasi magulo naman talaga ang mundo ko ngayon. char! &lt;/span&gt;hehehe, it's true. you know what i mean. uhm, thanks... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta&lt;/span&gt;, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my second year of biology is coming up. i don't know what's in store for me. all i know is i really need to study &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinapabayaan ko na lang palagi ang &lt;/span&gt;studies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt;. i mean, not really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pabaya &lt;/span&gt;but i know i can do more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;. i. need. motivation. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peste&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dagdag pa sa problema ko yang &lt;/span&gt;adding and dropping &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na yan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed something. i am always happy when i'm out of the house &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero &lt;/span&gt;when i'm alone in my room, i have all these sad thoughts. i'm not always like this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ha. baka isipin ninyo &lt;/span&gt;i'm some kind of a depressed freak. it must be a phase or something. i miss being busy. i miss some people. things are not going well. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gusto kong umiyak&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-3544674586874852554?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/3544674586874852554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=3544674586874852554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/3544674586874852554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/3544674586874852554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-am-i-to-you.html' title='what am i to you?'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-3957375363139391944</id><published>2007-06-05T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:47:16.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why is the world so mixed up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up really late today. it was at 10:30 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;. hello, gastritis... again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahay&lt;/span&gt;. i could've just set the alarm clock at eight so that i could've eaten breakfast on time... too bad i didn't remember to do so last night. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahay&lt;/span&gt;. it's a good thing that there are no classes yet today. i can lie down on my bed and curl up if the pain attacks. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arrgh&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of classes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grr&lt;/span&gt;, i am once again reminded by my class schedule. i don't like it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talaga&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-ants-enrollment-sick-friend-and-holy.html"&gt;→&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-ants-enrollment-sick-friend-and-holy.html"&gt;see previous entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-ants-enrollment-sick-friend-and-holy.html"&gt;←&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huhu&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i dreamed of illumina last night. there was a series of events that i could not exactly remember, but i do remember that somebody gave me a gold bracelet. somebody also gave me a silver (or white gold) ring; i just can't recall who. it was so lovely and i liked it so much that when i woke up, i actually raised my hand and looked at my ring finger hoping that the ring was there. it wasn't, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duh&lt;/span&gt;. but if it was, i'd be more of delighted than surprised/scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the title of this entry...&lt;br /&gt;it's not exactly a complaint. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;magulo lang talaga ang mundo&lt;/span&gt;. let's say somebody likes you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapos&lt;/span&gt; you feel the same way &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero hindi kayo pwede&lt;/span&gt;... or so they say. but it's not like what other people say doesn't matter, 'cause these are the people whom you are hoping would support the both of you. or, two people like each other but they both don't know what they want to happen. or, ... (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marami pang iba&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my birthday is fast-approaching. i can't believe i'm gonna be 18 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;! i don't know if i should be happy that i'm finally 18 or whatever... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ambot&lt;/span&gt;. i'm just excited... as in the yearly because-it's-MY-day excited. i might sound like a spoiled little girl here, but hey, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pagbigyan nyo na ako&lt;/span&gt;. it's just once a year. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about birthdays...&lt;br /&gt;on this day, 17 years ago, an outgoing and cheerful illumina baby was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KAMS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmTlTq_pFQI/AAAAAAAAADE/aPKrlb_KX3U/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmTlTq_pFQI/AAAAAAAAADE/aPKrlb_KX3U/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072431206447518978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dapat nakangiti ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; palagi (sino kaya ang katext?)... &lt;/span&gt;or better yet, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasing-&lt;/span&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ni &lt;/span&gt;kay bo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dyan sa &lt;/span&gt;pic... hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-3957375363139391944?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/3957375363139391944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=3957375363139391944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/3957375363139391944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/3957375363139391944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/why-is-world-so-mixed-up.html' title='why is the world so mixed up?'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmTlTq_pFQI/AAAAAAAAADE/aPKrlb_KX3U/s72-c/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-8063409884993819166</id><published>2007-06-04T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T00:33:04.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on ants, the enrollment, a sick friend, and holy kettle corn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am victorious! i successfully stopped myself from eating the remaining half of my third pack of holy kettle corn for the day. ha ha ha. seeing some ants near the table in my room helped convince me that i should put the popcorn aside until tomorrow. i was too &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;busaw&lt;/span&gt; the other night that i ate 60 pesos worth of holy kettle corn as midnight snack in my room. the dim lights were set to the minimum so i probably dropped a tiny piece of popcorn and didn't notice it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapos ayun, pinagpyestahan tuloy ng mga nakakainis na &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pulang langgam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i enrolled myself today. my MWF schedule sucks (too many short and long breaks in between classes), i have no lunch break on TTh (this is inhumane!), and i have saturday classes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peste&lt;/span&gt;. i understand that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe &lt;/span&gt;it's the best that the school could arrange for us, but still, it upsets me. if only i could choose/make my own class schedule... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on...&lt;br /&gt;jewel, toni, carlo, and i went to the mall after enrolling ourselves at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the arrneow&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. we bought a little something for rachelle who was sick (and still is sick but hopefully won't be anymore by tomorrow). the four of us then proceeded to the hospital where we spent the whole afternoon talking and laughing with a sick friend. below are some photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmQtTSgIbgI/AAAAAAAAACU/nmVbZRIC4dg/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmQtTSgIbgI/AAAAAAAAACU/nmVbZRIC4dg/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3883.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072228889733393922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after buying the gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmQtTigIbhI/AAAAAAAAACc/6yWvxsLUuZo/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmQtTigIbhI/AAAAAAAAACc/6yWvxsLUuZo/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072228894028361234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kahit&lt;/span&gt; sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmQtUSgIbkI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZvA4Su76KDE/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmQtUSgIbkI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZvA4Su76KDE/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3891.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072228906913263170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;carlo's first time to eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;palitaw&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmQtTygIbiI/AAAAAAAAACk/D6ot57vqhAs/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmQtTygIbiI/AAAAAAAAACk/D6ot57vqhAs/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072228898323328546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;candid (?) photo of jewel and rachelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmQtUCgIbjI/AAAAAAAAACs/BtFBVmVn7jE/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmQtUCgIbjI/AAAAAAAAACs/BtFBVmVn7jE/s200/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3889.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072228902618295858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;candid (?) photo of those on the other side of the bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5383909983199206700-8063409884993819166?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/8063409884993819166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=8063409884993819166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/8063409884993819166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/8063409884993819166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-ants-enrollment-sick-friend-and-holy.html' title='on ants, the enrollment, a sick friend, and holy kettle corn'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmQtTSgIbgI/AAAAAAAAACU/nmVbZRIC4dg/s72-c/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3883.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383909983199206700.post-522436455334878833</id><published>2007-06-03T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:57:14.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first entry. again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new blog, new life?&lt;br /&gt;...again?&lt;br /&gt;NAH. i just wanted to make a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been like that for some days now: i just wanted to make a new one. but the question is, why did i want to make a new blog? somebody answered that for me this afternoon. yes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nawalan ako ng gana&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero bakit ako nawalan ng gana?&lt;/span&gt; hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was planning to make my first entry here on my birthday (which is on june 17. don't forget to greet me!) yet, but what the heck. i want to blab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thursday, my family and i came home from a week-long vacation in manila. it was a blast, promise. here are the highlights of my vacation:&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;ADVANCED DEBUT.&lt;br /&gt;i had an enchanted kingdom adventure with illumina for a day (after lunch till late night) last may 26, 2007. there were 25 of us. our first ride was the space shuttle. hahaha. i still can't get over that ride. it's the best, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pramis&lt;/span&gt;! pictures of my debut can be found &lt;a href="http://sharonmw3.multiply.com/photos/album/13"&gt;→&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharonmw3.multiply.com/photos/album/13"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharonmw3.multiply.com/photos/album/13"&gt;←&lt;/a&gt;, but you have to add me first (or make a multiply account if you still don't have one) because my photos are open only for those in my network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;and lots of it! wahaha! i went to manila bringing with me two bags. i went back home with four. oh. how. i. love. shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SUBIC BAY DAY.&lt;br /&gt;our last day of vacation was spent in subic bay with tito roque, rhea, and nicole. it was super tiring but i had loads of fun. OMG, a sea lion even kissed me! hahaha. photos can be found &lt;a href="http://sharonmw3.multiply.com/photos/album/15"&gt;→&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharonmw3.multiply.com/photos/album/15"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharonmw3.multiply.com/photos/album/15"&gt;←&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FAMILY RETREAT.&lt;br /&gt;last january, our family attended module 1 of the psychogenetics retreat in manila. during this summer vacation, we had module 2. this time, it was exclusive only for the four of us in the family. as expected, it made me cry several times. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i was amazed because i got to understand more about psychogenetics and gestalt therapy and their application in my life. an interesting thing that happened during the retreat was that i got to attend the smallest mass i've ever been to. there were only six of us, including fr. ed (the celebrant) and a nun.&lt;br /&gt;if you (yes, you) are interested in attending the said retreat, kindly just contact me and i will recommend you and your family. i guarantee you that it is helpful especially to troubled families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;i got to spend time with illumina (YEY!) and met new friends. as i've mentioned, i was with illumina during my advanced debut at EK. thankfully, i got to see them again during dodong's birthday celebration when he treated us to pirates of the caribbean 3 at trinoma (a new ayala mall).&lt;br /&gt;our family got to spend a bit of time with the crisantos (new family friends) again. plus, we got to meet the albeldas formally (except for tita marilyn whom i've already eaten some meals with before). it was so much fun to spend quality time with such interesting personalities.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;here are some of my favorite vacation photos (i say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;, because there are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lots&lt;/span&gt; more):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmLERigIbYI/AAAAAAAAABU/rbQ59UQLteE/s1600-h/EK+complete+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmLERigIbYI/AAAAAAAAABU/rbQ59UQLteE/s400/EK+complete+pic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071831935970995586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmLE7ygIbZI/AAAAAAAAABc/EIAEj-INUSE/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmLE7ygIbZI/AAAAAAAAABc/EIAEj-INUSE/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3856.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071832661820468626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmK_4SgIbVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/_Fs6IIMKgUk/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmK_4SgIbVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/_Fs6IIMKgUk/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071827104132787538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmLFvCgIbaI/AAAAAAAAABk/wiSU0yiinK8/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmLFvCgIbaI/AAAAAAAAABk/wiSU0yiinK8/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071833542288764322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmK_3ygIbSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sTPMMU7v1eI/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmK_3ygIbSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sTPMMU7v1eI/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071827095542852898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmK_3igIbRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QbnzJmsHNNg/s1600-h/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmK_3igIbRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QbnzJmsHNNg/s320/shawie.woNg.%C3%9C.3773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071827091247885586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i am just trying to relax and relax... and relax. i'll be in school again by next week so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dapat pagsawaan ko na ang pagiging tamad&lt;/span&gt;... though i don't think that'll happen. what i'll do (as always) is just to force myself not to be&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lazy. myged, you can't blame me. sometimes my class schedule becomes too tiring for me to handle. on most days this past year, i spent 12 hours in school. now tell me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; isn't tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that'll be all for now because i'm eager to finish my newly bought bob ong book. it is his latest work, entitled macarthur. and although i've read only half of it so far, i can be sure that i'll love it just as i've always loved his other five books. bob ong rocks. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5383909983199206700-522436455334878833?l=sharonmw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/feeds/522436455334878833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5383909983199206700&amp;postID=522436455334878833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/522436455334878833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5383909983199206700/posts/default/522436455334878833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharonmw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/first-entry-again.html' title='first entry. again.'/><author><name>shawie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882995172763830954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k56/sharon_mw3/shawie-141.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAg8oBRv66g/RmLERigIbYI/AAAAAAAAABU/rbQ59UQLteE/s72-c/EK+complete+pic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
