<?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-13766371</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:54:07.708+08:00</updated><category term='missing you'/><category term='summer'/><category term='art'/><category term='cramming'/><category term='school'/><category term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Everything Earthy</title><subtitle type='html'>The earth is soooo big and so round... and so beautiful... Earth ROCKS!!! (Literally...!!!) Earthy Green and Earthy Brown are my true colors...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-914746845353901858</id><published>2010-07-02T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T10:33:08.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, wonderful world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Hallo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I haven't updated this lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" id="result_box" class="short_text"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title=""&gt;すみません!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I've had this blog since I was a freshman in high school, so it's 5 years old :)&lt;br /&gt;Technically, this blog is still alive, but I've sort of abandoned it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just go to my LJ and there you'll be updated (but mostly you'll find JE stuff there, so if you don't like it, I'm really sorry about that). :) Yes, I'm still talking about my everyday life in that blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, see you on LJ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend,&lt;br /&gt;Meggie&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/13766371-914746845353901858?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/914746845353901858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=914746845353901858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/914746845353901858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/914746845353901858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-wonderful-world.html' title='Hello, wonderful world.'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-7756013694267580518</id><published>2010-05-10T05:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T09:37:12.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ano... Kore wa nan desu ka?</title><content type='html'>I looked at the last blog entry. It was in Spanish, written by me about 4 months ago. I read it and, whoa, I can't understand a thing O_O&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it's because I think my brain is now wired for Japanese. :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I talk to myself... in Japanese. Which is really weird because I'm not even fluent. I tried a little Korean waaaay back but it didn't work so when I'm done with Japanese I'll go with Chinese and then Korean :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny... Do I really want to learn all of these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-7756013694267580518?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7756013694267580518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=7756013694267580518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/7756013694267580518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/7756013694267580518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2010/05/ano-kore-wa-nan-desu-ka.html' title='Ano... Kore wa nan desu ka?'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-5232329891141296764</id><published>2010-01-08T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:54:37.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;My Spanish grammar is still a bit whack, but practicing will make it better, ¿verdad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Mi madre dijó, me he convertido responsable estas semanas anteriores.  Mires, estoy con mi hermano en las mañanas y noches.  Sí, estoy contenta con este.  :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Hmmm...  ¿qué más?  Estoy ocupado en la actualidad.  Pero siempre, tengo hora para mi amor Ferb Fletcher.  Yo no sé por qué sin embargo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Quizás, me encanta el voz de Ferb.  ¿Has oído?  Yo no sé cómo describirlo.  Demasiado bueno para las palabras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Err.  I can only write two paragraphs?  How lame...  Lo siento, ¿vale?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-5232329891141296764?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5232329891141296764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=5232329891141296764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/5232329891141296764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/5232329891141296764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-update.html' title='Little Update'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-6458461844561807031</id><published>2009-10-17T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:21:47.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Image in Your Countenance by Janice Kapp Perry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Posting song lyrics again... This time one of my favorite Church songs. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;With no apparent beauty that man should Him desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; He was the promised savior to purify with fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; The world despised His plainness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; But those who followed Him found love and light and purity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;A beauty from within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; Have you received His image in your countenance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; Does the light of Christ shine in your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; Will He know you when He comes again because you will be like Him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;When He sees you will the Father know His child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; We seek for light and learning as followers of Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; That all may see His goodness reflected in our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; When we receive His fullness and lose desire for sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; We radiate His perfect love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;A beauty from within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; Have you received His image in your countenance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; Does the light of Christ shine in your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; Will He know you when He comes again because you will be like Him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; When He sees you will the Father know His child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; The ways of man may tempt us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; And some will be deceived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; Preferring worldly beauty, forgetting truth received&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; But whisperings of the Spirit remind us once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; That lasting beauty, pure and clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; Must come from deep within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; Have you received His image in your countenance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; Does the light of Christ shine in your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; Will He know you when He comes again because you will be like Him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; When He sees you will the Father know His child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-style: italic;"&gt; By His everlasting image in your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-6458461844561807031?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6458461844561807031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=6458461844561807031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/6458461844561807031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/6458461844561807031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/10/his-image-in-your-countenance-by-janice.html' title='His Image in Your Countenance by Janice Kapp Perry'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-7066736332301496777</id><published>2009-10-17T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:52:41.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarange Michyeoseo by Jisun</title><content type='html'>          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Okay... My head is in the clouds. My mind is both full and empty at the same time. I sit poised at the computer... supposedly finishing my final paper for Eng 1. And yet no thoughts are playing on the stage of my seventeen-year-old mind. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; My face is just as blank.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; But I suppose I just want to share the lyrics of "Sarange Michyeoseo (Crazy in Love)" by Jisun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Utgo sipeoseo, geunyang haneun marinde&lt;br&gt; Geudaen wae ireohge, nae mameur molla, jeongmal&lt;br&gt; Dajim haetneunde dasi sarange michyeoseo&lt;br&gt; Jidokhage nae maeumeur jwigo heundeuna bwayo&lt;br&gt; Geudae tteonan geu jari eseoseo, naneun ajig geudaeman bojyo&lt;br&gt; Neomu apeunde, eonje jjeum urin seoronami doelkka?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Gaseumi meomchujir anha, ibyeoreur malhagodo&lt;br&gt; Handongan sarang haetjanha, ajikkkaji geureondeuthande?&lt;br&gt; Apeumi gasijir anha, dasi myeoc beoneur chamabwado&lt;br&gt; Neo eoptneun haru haruga, neomu himideureo naege neoppuninde...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Mianhadan mar, jalgaran geu mal&lt;br&gt; Geudaen wae ireohge nae mameur apeugehanayo?&lt;br&gt; Dajim haetneunde dasi sarange michyeoseo&lt;br&gt; Jidokhage nae maeumeur jwigoheundeuna bwayo?&lt;br&gt; Geudae tteonan geu jari eseoseo, naneun ajig geudaeman bojyo&lt;br&gt; Neomu apeunde, eonje jjeum urin seoronami doelkka?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Gaseumi meomchujir anha, ibyeoreur malhagodo&lt;br&gt; Handongan sarang haetjanha, ajik kkaji geureondeuthande?&lt;br&gt; Apeumi gasijir anha, dasim yeocbeoneurchamabwado&lt;br&gt; Neo eoptneun haru haruga, neomu himideureo naege neoppuninde&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Ama geudaen, ama geudaeneun mollayo,&lt;br&gt; Jogeumssig geudae gyeote seouneune opseojindaneungeol&lt;br&gt; Tto hanbeon neoreur segyeodo ; nae maeumi neomu baraeseo&lt;br&gt; Ijen saranghandaneun geumari jeom jeomdeo huimi haejyeoga&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Apeumi gasijir anha, dasi myeoc beoneur chamabwado&lt;br&gt; Neo eoptneun haru haruga, neomu himideureo naege neoppuninde...&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;English Translation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I just said it because I wanted to laugh&lt;br&gt; But why can't you understand how I feel&lt;br&gt; I vowed, but I am crazy in love again&lt;br&gt; It's so cruelly gripping my heart and shaking me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; As I stand at the place where you left&lt;br&gt; I still only look at you&lt;br&gt; It hurts so, when will we&lt;br&gt; become strangers...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; My heart doesn't stop&lt;br&gt; Even if we say goodbye, we still loved each other for a while&lt;br&gt; It still seems like that now&lt;br&gt; The pain doesn't wash away&lt;br&gt; No matter how many times I endure it&lt;br&gt; It's so hard to live day by day without you&lt;br&gt; you're my life...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Words like I'm sorry and goodbye&lt;br&gt; Why does it hurt my heart so&lt;br&gt; I vowed, but I am crazy in love again&lt;br&gt; It's so cruelly gripping my heart and shaking me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; As I stand at the place where you left&lt;br&gt; I still only look at you&lt;br&gt; It hurts so, when will we&lt;br&gt; become strangers...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; My heart doesn't stop&lt;br&gt; Even if we say goodbye, we still loved each other for a while&lt;br&gt; It still seems like that now&lt;br&gt; The pain doesn't wash away&lt;br&gt; No matter how many times I endure it&lt;br&gt; It's so hard to live day by day without you&lt;br&gt; you're my life...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Maybe you, maybe you don't know&lt;br&gt; the word "we" is slowly disappearing by your side&lt;br&gt; Even if I promise again, my heart is so worn out&lt;br&gt; That the word I love you&lt;br&gt; Is starting to fade away&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; The pain doesn't wash away&lt;br&gt; No matter how many times I endure it&lt;br&gt; It's so hard to live day by day without you&lt;br&gt; you're my life... My only one...&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Very very... michyeoseo indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Gotta murder that final paper... and then off to the greener fields of freedom. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-7066736332301496777?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7066736332301496777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=7066736332301496777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/7066736332301496777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/7066736332301496777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/10/sarange-michyeoseo-by-jisun.html' title='Sarange Michyeoseo by Jisun'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-1630771159762263282</id><published>2009-10-10T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:07:44.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick one. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;IPOD OR CAMERA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- iPod. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;LAPTOP OR CEL.PHONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hmmm... Laptop. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;MOM OR DAD. --- DON'T ANSWER=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hahaha... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SISTER OR BROTHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Sister. :)) Depends. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;MULTIPLY OR FACEBOOK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hrnnnghh... Honestly, facebook. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;INTERNET EXPLORER OR MOZILLA FIREFOX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Mozilla Firefox. Definitely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HIGH HEELS OR FLATS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Flats. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;YAHOO MESSENGER OR SKYPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Wala pa kaming Skype, so I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SCHOOL OR SUMMER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Either. Summer can be really dull sometimes... Still, it's nice to be out of school... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SEAT WORKS OR HOME WORKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Seatworks... because when I answer them, I'm really focused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;STRICT TEACHER OR MEAN BABY SISTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Uhhh... the strict teacher...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HOUSE OR CONDO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- IDK. House?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SINGER OR DANCER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Singer! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ATENEO OR LA SALLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Ateneo. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SURVEYS OR LAYOUTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Surveys. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ICED TEA OR COKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Coke. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;PASTA OR PIZZA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Err... Pizza. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;MCDO OR JOLLIBEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-McDo. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;LAYS OR DORITOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Lays. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;LAKERS OR MAGIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Ehhhh... I usually go for West teams, but... I'm not a Lakers fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;VOLLEYBALL OR SOCCER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Soccerrrrr! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;BASKETBALL OR TENNIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Basketball. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;BADMINTON OR NOTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Nothing! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HOTEL626 OR LIQUID GENERATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Liquid generation... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ACOUSTIC GUITAR OR ELECTRIC GUITAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Acoustic...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://surveymonster.multiply.com"&gt;SurveyMonster!!! :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-1630771159762263282?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1630771159762263282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=1630771159762263282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1630771159762263282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1630771159762263282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/10/pick-one-d.html' title='Pick one. :D'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-5937502493901953787</id><published>2009-09-14T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:53:47.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weee.  (I'm not so good at ad-libs.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;You wake up one morning to see that you are in your best friend`s body. You were shocked and ran to the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mom: morning honey !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you: Uhh... morning, Mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mom: so, how was the party last night ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you: What party?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mom: YOU KNOW ! The party at your best friend`s house !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you: Ohhh.... yeah, THAT party! (my best friend used me as an alibi!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mom: Did you have a good time ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you: Yes, sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mom: oh, why ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you: Just did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mom: alright. Hurry to school now ! You`re going to be late !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;You hurried to school and when you arrived, YOU SEE YOUR BEST FRIEND IN YOUR BODY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;best friend: WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you: I don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;best friend: WHAT DO YOU MEAN ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you: I have no idea WHY and HOW this happened!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;best friend: same with me ! I just woke up this morning and I was in YOUR room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you: Yeah, your room was so messy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;best friend: no offense, but your mom is creepy :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you: Your mom asks too many questions. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;best friend: whatever. I know that. Let`s get to class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;You went to class. Your teacher gave a pop quiz. You scored an A+ but your best friend scored you a B-. You got upset and talked to your best friend after the bell rang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;best friend: woahh. what happened to you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you: What do you mean, what happened to me?! That quiz was so easy and you gave me a B-?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;best friend: sorry. I didn`t know that your grades mattered too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you: Come on, you're smarter than I am. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;best friend: alright ! alright ! I`m sorry !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you: I'm sorry too. Score me an A++++ next time. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;The day passed and you went to your best friend`s house [your real house]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;real mom: Hi there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Lora !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you: Hello Mo--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;real mom: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Meggie is upstairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you: *I'm down here.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;You slept over. You woke up and saw that you are in your real body again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://surveymonster.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Thanks to Survey Monster. CLICKERR !&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-5937502493901953787?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5937502493901953787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=5937502493901953787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/5937502493901953787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/5937502493901953787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/09/weee-i-not-so-good-at-ad-libs.html' title='Weee.  (I&amp;#39;m not so good at ad-libs.)'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-6656706767014850674</id><published>2009-09-04T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T14:57:47.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Real Entry. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Oh yes. Haven't written something like that in a long, long time. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So what's up with me? Yeah, you won't really know much by reading the surveys I answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Today is September 4th. In exactly one week, I'm turning SEVENTEEN (oh why do I still feel so old?!?). Weird. This year I kind of think that the excitement is less; something is not in place. Maybe something is missing. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So... I have been a college student for about three months now. There are really a lot of new things... (maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; is the right word). Good ones, maybe?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hmmm. What good changes? Maybe the social connections. I see how small the world is. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What? Oh, yeah. I had my hair done. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;But then, something is bad, though. Ayan, kain ng kain. Kaya tumaba lalo. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Urghhhh. There are just so many things popping in my head that I cannot sort them or arrange them into chronological order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Maybe, just comment and post questions you'd like to ask me and I'll answer in my next post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Love y'all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Meggie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-6656706767014850674?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6656706767014850674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=6656706767014850674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/6656706767014850674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/6656706767014850674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/09/real-entry-d.html' title='A Real Entry. :D'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-1571356004700917978</id><published>2009-09-03T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:16:14.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey. :D</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1.Do you like to talk a lot?&lt;br&gt;- Depends. :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2. Do you love anyone now?&lt;br&gt; - Of course. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;3. Do you hate being scolded in&lt;br&gt; public?&lt;br&gt; - Of course. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;4. Do you hate school?&lt;br&gt; - Sometimes. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;5. Do you hate yourself?&lt;br&gt; - Not really.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;6. Do you find yourself cute?&lt;br&gt; - Err... sometimes? :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;7. Do you feel like having a gf / bf&lt;br&gt; right now?&lt;br&gt; - Eh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;8. Do you smoke or drink?&lt;br&gt; - Never...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;9. Do you like your teachers?&lt;br&gt; - Some of them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;10. Do you take drugs?&lt;br&gt; - Prescribed?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;11. Do you like going to the movies?&lt;br&gt; - Well, yeah, because they are rare opportunities. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Where's number 12?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt; 13. Do you prefer calling? Or SMS?&lt;br&gt; - Messaging.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;14. Do you eat every morning?&lt;br&gt; - Yes. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;15. Do you go online everyday?&lt;br&gt; - As much as possible. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;16. Do you want to cry now?&lt;br&gt; - No. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;17. What are you doing now?&lt;br&gt; - Waiting. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;18. What are you thinking of now?&lt;br&gt; - My life. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;19. What are you listening to now?&lt;br&gt; Wala. Fail headphones. :|&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;20. Who was the last person who sent&lt;br&gt; you a message?&lt;br&gt;- My sister. :)&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;21. Last time you got lonely?&lt;br&gt;- I can't remember.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;22. Last time someone made you happy?&lt;br&gt;- This morning. :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;23. Are you angry at someone?&lt;br&gt; - No. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;24. Guitar or drums?&lt;br&gt; - Neither... :|&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;25. Do you love the people who make&lt;br&gt; you happy?&lt;br&gt; - Of course. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;26. Do you believe in those people?&lt;br&gt; - Yes. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;27. What is your target for this year?&lt;br&gt; - Finish the Young Women Camp program. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;28. Do you rather shop alone or with&lt;br&gt; people?&lt;br&gt; - Depends. Usually, alone. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;29. Who do you hate now?&lt;br&gt; - Wala naman. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;30. Who are your best friends?&lt;br&gt; - Bespren, Twinsie... :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;31. Who are you missing now?&lt;br&gt; - Mama.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;32. How are you feeling now?&lt;br&gt; - Bien, gracias. Y tu? :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;33. What can you say about your ex-bf?&lt;br&gt; - I don't have one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;34. Are you single or taken?&lt;br&gt; - Double. Mataba ako eh. :))))))))))))))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;35. If you are single, are you enjoying&lt;br&gt; it?&lt;br&gt; - Double eh. Twice the size of single. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;36. Do you think your ex really loved&lt;br&gt; you?&lt;br&gt; - Walaaaa.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;37. Message to your enemy?&lt;br&gt; - "Kyaa~!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;38. The most important thing in a&lt;br&gt; relationship?&lt;br&gt; - Loyalty, love. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;39. Say something about alcoholism?&lt;br&gt; - It's senseless.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;40. Any advice to a friend you know&lt;br&gt; who has a problem?&lt;br&gt; - Overcome your fears. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;41. What can you say about "HATERS"?&lt;br&gt; - Hmmm... I admit, I tend to dislike people sometimes. But, think about this: does saying bad things about a person make you any better?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;42. Name a person you like to see&lt;br&gt; everyday.&lt;br&gt; - :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;43. You're in love with that person?&lt;br&gt; - Yes? :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;44. Last tough question you answered?&lt;br&gt; - I don't know. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;45. What did you answer?&lt;br&gt; - You ask too many questions. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;46. Do you have a lot of pic in your&lt;br&gt; friendster?&lt;br&gt; - Not so much.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;47. Favorite place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Home. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-1571356004700917978?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1571356004700917978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=1571356004700917978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1571356004700917978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1571356004700917978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/09/survey-d.html' title='Survey. :D'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-4485621636229109371</id><published>2009-08-25T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:46:31.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Tagged sa Facebook. Dito ko na lang ipopost. Grab if ya like. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - 4:30 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 2. How do you like your steak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Not burnt, with lots of gravy. (Tsk tsk. :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - I do not remember. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 4. What is your favorite TV show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Survivor and SpongeBob SquarePants. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - UT, AZ, or LA... or Japan or Singapore or South Korea? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 6. What did you have for breakfast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Fried egg. Rice. Lemonade. Medicine. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 7. What is your favorite cuisine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Chicken and/or veggies. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 8. What foods do you dislike?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Liver. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 9. Favorite Place to eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Mai Tang Lao. (Otherwise known as McDo.) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 10. Favorite dressing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 11.What kind of vehicle do you drive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Bike. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 12. What are your favorite clothes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Shirt and nice comfy shorts. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 13.Where would you visit if you had the chance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Japan, SK, HK, Russia. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 15. Where would you want to retire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Where my family and relatives are. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 16. Favorite time of day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - When I get home from school. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 17. Where were you born?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Sta. Mesa, Manila. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 18. What is your favorite sport to watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Basketball. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 19. Who do you think will not tag you back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Er...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 20. Person you expect to tag you back first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - IDK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 21. Who are you most curious about their responses to this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Curls. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 22. Bird watcher?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 23. Are you a morning person or a night person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Depends. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 24. Do you have any pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Not currently. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 25. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Hmmm. That I wrote a "How to be hated by your classmates" essay for Eng 1? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 26. What did you want to be when you were little?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Lawyer. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 27. What is your best childhood memory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - When my American cousins came to this country. I was six then. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 28. Are you a cat or dog person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Dog person. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 29. Are you married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Not yet. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 30. Always wear your seat belt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Yes. Good girl. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 31. Been in a car accident?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 33. Favorite pizza toppings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Cheeeeeeeese. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 34. Favorite flower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hmmm... rose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 35. Favorite ice cream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - DQ Blizzard. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 36. Favorite fast food restaurant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Mai Tang Lao. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 38. From whom did you get your last email?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Mulitply? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 39. Which store would you choose to max out your card?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Fully Booked, Powerbooks, or TK. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 40. Do anything spontaneous lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - IDK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 41. Like your job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - To study? Kind of. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 42. Broccoli?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Yeah!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 43. What was your favorite vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - The one where we went to the Waterfront.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 44. Last person you went out to dinner with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Can't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 45. What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Fearless by Taylor Swift. (Remembers a certain date in my life. :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 46. What is your favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Apple green. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 47. How many tattoos do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - None!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 48. How many are you tagging for this quiz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Wala ata. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 49. What time did you finish this quiz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; -4:44 PM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 50. Coffee drinker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - Nah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-4485621636229109371?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4485621636229109371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=4485621636229109371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/4485621636229109371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/4485621636229109371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/08/survey-d_25.html' title='Survey. :D'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-45507524151820810</id><published>2009-08-25T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:57:27.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Yes. Dahil wala akong magawa at this moment (waiting for 5pm to go to Katips and eat dinner then attend my class at Insti), naisip ko na pumunta dito sa SC at mag-internet. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Hanggang 5 pm ako dito... :D waiting for something? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Maybe. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Crossing my fingers. Sana, sana, bago pa mag-5pm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-45507524151820810?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/45507524151820810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=45507524151820810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/45507524151820810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/45507524151820810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/08/killing-time.html' title='Killing time.'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-6076538046696007623</id><published>2009-08-22T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:43:09.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;[ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://popgoesmysurveys.multiply.com/"&gt;Pop!GoesMySurveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you ignore people when you're mad/upset with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Are you wearing a necklace, who got it for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Not at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Is it hard to make you smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- No. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Are you starting to realize anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes. My cold is worsening. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;What's one thing someone always tell you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- "Bakit lagi kang nakangiti?" :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;One thing you're looking forward to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- My birthday? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you like being around a large group of friends, or a best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Hmmm... maybe two or three people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Could you date someone shorter than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes, pero mahirap yun. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Who is your favorite cartoon character?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- SpongeBob. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Is there someone you'd wait forever for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Ah yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;What do you usually order from starbucks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Strawberries and Cream Fraaaap. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;What would you do if a stranger came up to you and said you are the most attractive person they have seen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Narrow eyes and say... "How much were you paid to tell me that?" :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Who were you with the last time you went to the movie theater?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I do not remember. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Why did you cry the last time you did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Uhhh... sharing someone else's pain. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Did you cry at all today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Who is the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;What was the first thing you thought this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- "My throat hurts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have a best friend to lean on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I think so. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Is there any drink that you absolutely MUST drink cold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Hmmmmm. Supposedly served cold drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If you're being extremely quiet what does it mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I'm trying to hide my panic. Or lost in outer space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Are you afraid of roller coasters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes. (~_~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;What was the last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Sour candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;How was last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Errr... fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Has someone ever told you they would be with you forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Hmm? Families can be... together forever. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Which is better sunrise or sunset?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Hmm... sunrise is a wonderful thing... Yet what follows sunset is equally beautiful. I don't know. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;What were you doing at 12 o'clock last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Zzzzz. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;How long until your next birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- 3 weeks. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Your phone is ringing. It's the person you fell hardest for, what do you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- "Good afternoon, Sir. Pizza Hut Delivery..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have any friends who act like they dont know you in public?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Hahah!!! Maybe. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-6076538046696007623?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6076538046696007623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=6076538046696007623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/6076538046696007623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/6076538046696007623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/08/survey-d_22.html' title='Survey. :D'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-3473409843368060268</id><published>2009-08-19T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:01:07.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No wait; I was just dreaming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;[ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://popgoesmysurveys.multiply.com/"&gt;Pop!GoesMySurveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last song you listened to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-Kissing You by SNSD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;How many people have you text messaged today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Uhmm... one or two. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Are you currently smiling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yeah... though my head aches. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Upset about anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;What was the last movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Hmmm... IDK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you strictly watch what you eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- No. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;What did you buy the last time you went shopping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Gifts for my buddy and for Lora. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;How many books have you read this month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- New ones?  Wala ata. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;What is the last album you purchased?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I don't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Does anything on your body hurt right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yeah... my head and my eyes. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you like your handwriting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes, usually. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last person's house you went to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Probably Lora's. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you wear perfume?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;How many pounds are you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Don't ask. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Was the last person you text messaged a male or female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Girl. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you miss your past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Some parts of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;What was the weather like today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last vacation destination you went to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Albay. No wait; I was just dreaming. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Have you ever gambled in a casino?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Would you pass a drug test?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yeah. 100% illegal drug free. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Where do you keep your money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- My home locker. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you say sexy a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Long hair or short?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- My hair is past shoulder length. I prefer short hair, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;What's today's date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- August 19th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Anyone crushing on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- None that I know of. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Who do you text the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- My sister, maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;How do you feel right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Not so good. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you look more like your mom or dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- People say... my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;What is the last letter of your middle name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- R. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Where do you want to go for vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Russia, with love. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have any voice mails on your cellphone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If you could go back to a time in your life, when would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Hmmm... November 2008 - February 2009. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-3473409843368060268?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3473409843368060268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=3473409843368060268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3473409843368060268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3473409843368060268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-wait-i-was-just-dreaming.html' title='No wait; I was just dreaming.'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-2595753241497502781</id><published>2009-08-12T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:56:52.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AME no Jidai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://meggie06.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/12"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.meggie06.multiply.com/image/5D2aotfUdgs5LAnzCIFdmw/photos/1M/300x300/12/JidaiTeaser.jpg?et=%2CUWoLSy6zSD1FzGgzL3XlA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/USER/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-6.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/USER/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-8.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/USER/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-9.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;AME Fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;November 28th, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;A-Venue Hall, Makati City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.up-ame.org"&gt;UP AME's official site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; for more details and updates.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-2595753241497502781?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2595753241497502781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=2595753241497502781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2595753241497502781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2595753241497502781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/08/ame-no-jidai.html' title='AME no Jidai'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-1313685981365898782</id><published>2009-08-09T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:45:23.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[ &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://popgoesmysurveys.multiply.com/"&gt;Pop!GoesMySurveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;When you have food cravings, is it usually for something sweet, salty, greasy or creamy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hmmm. Creamy, I guess. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever called someone on the phone, and just as they answered, you realize you forgot who you were calling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hahaha... no. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you own any clothing that has a schools name on it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever cut yourself on a tin can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Song you cant stop listening to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Tell Me Your Wish. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Can you burp and fart at the same time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- That's odd. IDK. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;How do ceiling fan blades collect mounds of dust when they are always in motion? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Err...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Which of the following characteristics would you rather have? You can only choose one. Nice, Exciting, Loving, or Hot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Loving? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;When your plate has different foods on it do you usually mix all the foods together, keep them all seperate, or do you combine only certain foods?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Depends! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Would you rather be richer than anyone, better than everyone, or have less responsibility?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Less responsibility. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If there were no consequences, would you rather eat and drink as much as you want, sleep with who ever you want, or yell and fight as much as you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- That's kind of tiring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Which would you rather have, a driver, a chef, a maid or a stylist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- A chef, maybe. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If you had to, would you rather miss the beginning or the end of a movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Beginning na lang. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Which would bug you more? Your roomate eating all the food or wearing your clothes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Eating all the food!!! &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Which is worse? A bug in your sandwich or hair in your soup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Ehh? A bug in my sandwich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Would you rather speak with God for one minute or add one year to your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Speak. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Would you rather have free chocolate for one year or free potatoes for life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Free potatoes! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;       &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-1313685981365898782?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1313685981365898782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=1313685981365898782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1313685981365898782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1313685981365898782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/08/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-3182529070790509546</id><published>2009-08-08T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:53:51.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://popgoesmysurveys.multiply.com/"&gt;Pop!GoesMySurveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What was your last thought before you went to bed last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- "I'll go watch Case 3 of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;. :D"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Anything you would change about your life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Nothing really. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you miss your past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Some parts. But I'm happy with the present. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you think you've ruined your chances with someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Errr...? Uh, maybe? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Last time you smiled because you got a text?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- I cannot remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Who did you talk to on the phone last, why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Some random guy asking for an Ate Lisa. :| Wrong number, obviously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Who's in your profile picture with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Souichiro Arima, my love. (Yes, I'm Yukino Miyazawa.) :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Besides this, what are you doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Thinking about my "cosplay," chatting. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Something you just don't understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Why I'm so prone to being accidently hit by balls (basketballs, volleyballs, softballs, etc.) on the head. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What did you do last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Finished Case 2 of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What is the last non-alcoholic beverage you had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Water. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you think you're a good friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If you have any pets, do you talk to them in a baby voice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Haha. Maybe. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;How much has changed since a year ago today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- My world changed, but... not me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Who was the last person you got into a big argument with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- This guy... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Where did you sleep last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- On the usual place. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are there some songs you can't listen to because they remind you of something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- YES. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you legal to drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- No. I won't ever drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What's the closest black thing to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- The keyboard. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you close with your mother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Where is your biological mother right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Why do you want to know? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Has anyone said you have changed lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Nope. :D Not even those people whom I have last seen three years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you find it in your heart to forgive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes. It can be hard... but it's possible. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you like eating shrimp?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Last time you felt physical pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hmm... today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Last time you felt emotional pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- IDK. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;When was the last time you talked to one of your best friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Just now. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Current mood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Calm. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;When was the last time you had a tootsie roll?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Can't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you think you will ever be married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yeah. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you want to see somebody right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- A minus one recording of one of my favorite songs. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you like your handwriting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What were you doing at 10 this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- We just started Case 3. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yeah. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you easy to get along with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Maybe. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Is there anyone you would do anything for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Of course. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Is there a friend you can't stand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- I think so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you get shy around the guy/girl you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes. :"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Does anyone completely understand you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Last night you felt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Sleepy. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you miss anyone from your past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you hate anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What were you doing at 4 AM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Sleeping. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What would you do if the friend you talk to most stopped talking to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- I will be really really really sad. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What do you want more than anything in this world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- I want a wonderful life. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-3182529070790509546?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3182529070790509546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=3182529070790509546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3182529070790509546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3182529070790509546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/08/survey-d.html' title='Survey! :D'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-3251683395317984773</id><published>2009-08-01T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T19:12:04.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Grabbed from Carla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;From now on, you can't tell lies, are you ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Okayyy. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; What do you carry with you at all times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Cellphone, money, and my music player. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; When you say you don't care, do you mean it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Not all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Is something wrong right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Hmmm... maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Are you mad at someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * No... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; What's on your mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Rock Legends. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Do you have a piggy bank that's actually shaped like a pig?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Do you want to start over with anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Do you know if anyone likes you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Most probably wala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Are you good at hiding your feelings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; What are you supposed to be doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Reading books or coloring my sigsheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * OH YEAH. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; You have to get a tattoo, where and what do you get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Never!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Do you ever think about stuff and start crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Hmmm... dati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; How often do you hold back from saying what you are thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Ewan ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Are you okay with the life you live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Yes, sure. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Last person you told a secret to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * IDK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Do you like hugs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Do you plan on falling in love in 2009?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Eh? Ano 'yun, pilit?!? :)))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; When was the last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Uhhh... IDK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; How much money did you spend today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * I don't really know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; What's something you really want right now, be honest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;* Yung cookies and cream Oreo cake sa Red Ribbon. *sigh*&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; What did you do yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Hmmm... natulog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Would you forgive a friend for telling your biggest secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Errr. Depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Is there someone that makes you happy every time you speak with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Of course. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; When's the last time you said you were fine and you really weren't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Recently, maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Is someone on your mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Meron ata. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Were you happy when you woke up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Not so much... medyo worried and nervous ako this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Are you easy to get along with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * I guess so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Who is the last person to send you a text?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * No one important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Is there anyone you know that deserves to get slapped?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Maybe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Will this upcoming weekend be a good one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Sana. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Is it easy to make you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; I bet you miss somebody right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; When you last got dressed, did you put on your bottoms or your top first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Bottoms. Laging ganun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; What do you daydream about the most?&lt;br&gt;* ... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Where do you go to get away from reality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Uhhh... the bathroom?!! :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; How often is your smile fake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * Rarely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; When was the last time you completely broke down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; * IDK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-3251683395317984773?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3251683395317984773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=3251683395317984773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3251683395317984773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3251683395317984773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/08/survey.html' title='Survey.'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-8133550343830853823</id><published>2009-07-26T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:01:54.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic phail. :(</title><content type='html'>Tsk. Unaffected pa rin ang classes ko bukas... Kasi pag Monday wala talaga akong pasok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's bad enough that the SONA would be held on a Monday. What's worse is that tomorrow is the buddy bidding for our org. And I can't come because my school's location.. Dadagsain ng mga tibak yung daan papunta at pauwi. Well, I don't really have to worry about it, but I'd like to see how it's done and who my buddy will be. Plus, for sure another akwe meeting would be held. Wala pa akong alam sa presentation namin. (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part, I think, is that tomorrow my sibs would be at home so we'll probably squabble on who'll get dibs on the computer. It's quite annoying.. And kind of funny. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Optimism rules. :D&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-8133550343830853823?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8133550343830853823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=8133550343830853823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8133550343830853823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8133550343830853823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/epic-phail.html' title='Epic phail. :('/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-8051758788344726304</id><published>2009-07-25T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:56:25.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sowoneul malhaebwa. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever fallen asleep thinking about a boy/girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Maybe. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you have a favorite pair of jeans?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever just felt like you could cry an ocean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Opo. T-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you have Twitter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Wala po eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you eat cereal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes yes yes! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What is your favorite meal of the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hmm. Lunch. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you have bangs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yup. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;When was the last time you got your hair done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Nung Sunday, I guess. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What salon was your hair done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Dito lang sa bahay. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you like the dentist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Very much. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Would you rather study a foreign language or history?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Either. Hmm... foreign language na lang. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you wear house shoes/slippers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yep. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Is there a person in your life that you know you'll never forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Of course. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever lived through a hurricane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you like to draw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Opo! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What is on your bedroom walls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- A calendar. And... oh yes. The guitar. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What kind of cell phone do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Nokia E65 and Nokia N70.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you screen your calls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What's your favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Apple green. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What's the first line of the last song you listened to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- "Sowoneul malhaebwa." :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Who did you first talk to this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hmmm... my sister. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;How many email accounts do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hmmm... Yahoo: 2. Google: 1. Sanriotown: 1. UP System: 1. Whoa. I have 5 active emial accounts. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;How many cell phones have you had in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- 6. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever had a walkman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Nope. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you use Mozilla Firefox?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What's your opinion of MySpace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- It's kind of boring. I only have it because Taylor Swift is my friend. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever known someone online, then met them in real life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hmmm. I don't think so. Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you like windy days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yep! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Who is the meanest teacher you've ever had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hmmm... I don't know. But there is a teacher whom I really detest. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Who is your favorite person to hug?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- The huggable grizzly. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever known anyone named Hans?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Well, not that spelling. I have a second cousin with that nick. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you have a deep, dark secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yep. &gt;:))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you hate it when people mispronounce your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Well, the first time is understandable. But when they mispronounce it when I've already corrected them, then... :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever taken a good school photo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you/Did you have people sign your yearbooks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- I don't have a copy of the yearbook yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you play any musical instruments? If so, what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Used to play, I guess. Piano and guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What's the most outrageous Halloween costume you've ever worn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- I don't know. They've been pretty lame. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever attended a costume party?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Ahhh... maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you still drink Mt. Dew even though it's bad for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Well, I try to avoid it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever cried over another person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hm. No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What do you hear right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- "Kissing You" by Girls' Generation. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you like classical music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever mistaken a normal person for a celebrity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hm. Nope. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What was the last dream you can remember about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- THAT dream. :|&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-8051758788344726304?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8051758788344726304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=8051758788344726304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8051758788344726304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8051758788344726304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/sowoneul-malhaebwa-d.html' title='Sowoneul malhaebwa. :D'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-550430194795651188</id><published>2009-07-18T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T19:12:38.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;[ &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://popgoesmysurveys.multiply.com/" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Pop!GoesMySurveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;1. Suggest a song for everyone to check out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- "Gee" by SNSD. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2. What month do you seem to be the most busy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Those final months of the school year, January to March.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;3. Would the 10 year old you be happy to see where you're at today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I think so. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;4. What is something one of your friends says that you've started saying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- "Sabaw!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;5. Do you think your name suits you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Sosyalin yung name ko eh... unique na ewan... yes? :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;6. What decade was your mom born in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Di ata pwede sabihin, sorry. :3&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;7. What did you last write an essay on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- "Why is learning English important?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;8. Do you miss being a kid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes. :((&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;9. How do you feel about prom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Okay lang... may nakakaasar moment lang talaga dun. :|&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;10. What food do you eat more than most people?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Hmmm. Chicken. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;11. How do you determine which surveys are worth taking and which aren't?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- When the questions aren't too personal. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;12. What do most people your age like, that you dislike?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Hmm... certain bands, I guess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;13. Do you know someone who seems to be your opposite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;14. When you were little did you ever accidently grab a womans hand only to realize it wasn't your mom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I think so. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;15. What name do you get called if someone calls you by the wrong name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Megan. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;16.^^ does it make sense for people to confuse you with that person?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Well, kind of. They just don't know my first name, maybe. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;17. What size jeans do you wear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Secret. =))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;18. Do you like to shop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- For books and anime or manga-related things. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;19. Could you take a nap right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Nope. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;20. Is there anything you keep forgetting to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yeah. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;21. Are you fighting with anyone right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Well, a silent fight, maybe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;22. What's your favorite month?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I don't know... the summer months, maybe... or August thru September... or December...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;23. What time do you usually eat lunch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- 11:00 AM?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;24. If you were kicked out of your current house, where would you go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Hmm... secret. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;25. What was the last kind of candy you ate?&lt;br&gt;- Skittles! &lt;3&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-550430194795651188?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/550430194795651188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=550430194795651188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/550430194795651188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/550430194795651188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/survey-d_18.html' title='Survey. :D'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-8687255133651512075</id><published>2009-07-18T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T09:14:28.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls</title><content type='html'>This is a paragraph I read in one of my Eng 1 reference books. I just found it kind of cute. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, all girls are just about the same no matter what guise they are in. For instance, there are the smart alecks, the dumb beauties, the tomboys, the femme fatales, and there are the loners. But sooner or later, one is going to become special. Although you will still like the others and enjoy talking to them or teasing them, your attention will become focused on her. And then you will gradually start noticing things -- like the graceful way she walks, her pleasant voice, the funny way she laughs and most of all, her warmth and friendliness. She's your ideal girl. Not only is she beautiful; she is also intelligent and witty. From that day on, there is no other girl for you. &lt;3&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-8687255133651512075?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8687255133651512075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=8687255133651512075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8687255133651512075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8687255133651512075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/girls.html' title='Girls'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-2899696316808372067</id><published>2009-07-03T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:15:55.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Weeks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Freshman. Freshie. Frosh. First year. First sem, 2009-2010.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yehey!!! I really enjoy my time at school.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, the joy of studying. Never in my life have I wanted to be absorbed in lessons, lectures, readings, and books... It's like I've started all over again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Super saya kasi there are a lot of things that we could do... eat ice cream sold along the AsKal (a.k.a. Freshie Walk), read in the library, agonize over our Kas1 readings, make fun of one another (XD!!!!), talk about life, listen to corny U.P.-related jokes, spend at least ten minutes deciding whether to have lunch at Casaa or Katag.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Funny, everything feels so new, yet so old. XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm extremely shy, the only other group of people I really talk to, aside from my blockmates, are those from my English class. I hate my "loner period," which is from 1pm to 2pm. (Next time, I'll take up Aikido with my blockmate or something. XD)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On Monday, I'll be attending the 2009 U.P. Pep Rally. I heard that it's fun. :D Oh, and next week is Freshie Week. Yay. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The only drawback is... allowance... :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It seems like it always disappears quickly. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siempre desaparece r�pidamente.&lt;/span&gt; Hmmmph.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would figure something out. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bye for now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Meggie&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-2899696316808372067?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2899696316808372067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=2899696316808372067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2899696316808372067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2899696316808372067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/three-weeks.html' title='Three Weeks.'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-308636102438660291</id><published>2009-07-03T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T15:49:26.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever gotten paid to do something stupid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- No. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your most memorable birthday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Weeeell. Tenth, because of a baaad memory, but if it's good, well... sixteenth. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The memory that still makes you laugh uncontrollably?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Secret. :)))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who are the 3 people that occupy your thoughts the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- :3 &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is a lie that you tell yourself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Ang pangit ko!!!" (KAPAL. :)))))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is something that not many people know about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- May phobia ako sa fragile stuff. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are 2 things that you are addicted to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Currently, I'm reading up on judo and aikido. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever read someones diary and still to this day they have no idea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Uhm, yes. Heeheehee.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is something important on your dresser?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Munchlax. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats hanging on your walls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- A calendar, a clock...?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your favorite thing to buy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Heehee. Books. Stickers. XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A type of person you don't seem to get along with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Hmmmmph. Like that ugly pass-out person. X(&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is something that irritates you to no end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Smoke.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you believe that it is possible to be with one person for the rest of your life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Meaning what?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What song are you listening to right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Thirteen Men."&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever been in a wedding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Uhhh... part of the ceremony or something? Well, sort of.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who would you like to speak at your funeral?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My best friend.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever been called a tease?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Oh no. :o&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you closer with your mother or father?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My mom. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is a movie that you could watch over and over?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants."&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What song are you listening to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Now it's "Fearless."&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who was the last person you talked to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The person who works here. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your favorite cookie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Oreo cookies!!!! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How old will you be on your next birthday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Seventeen. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is on your list of things to do tomorrow?&lt;br&gt;- Read Chapter 5 for the second and third time, and answer my Spanish workbook. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Credits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Many thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="popgoesmysurveys.multiply.com"&gt;Pop! 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Sa plantsa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- A calendar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;3. WHAT DOES YOUR PHONE LOOK LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- It's a Nokia E65 with an ugly dark red color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;4. WHAT MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Taylor Swift songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;5. WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT DESKTOP PICTURE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- It's a... picture of some thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I neeeeeeed someone to help us out here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;7. WHAT TIME WERE YOU BORN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- 1:23 pm. Cute, no? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;8. WHAT SCHOOLS DID YOU GO TO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I have been to 6 schools now... lahat public except for one. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;9. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Tim McGraw - Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;10. DO YOU GET SCARED OF THE DARK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Sometimes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;11. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I cannot remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;12. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOR DO YOU LIKE ON THE SAME SEX?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Streaks of natural red. Sapphire blue or emerald green eyes. That would be kind of cute. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;13. DO YOU LIKE PAINKILLERS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Okay lang. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;14. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINKS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Energy drinks? Errr... neither.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;15. FAVE PIZZA TOPPING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Mushrooms, cheese, and veggies. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;16 IF YOU COULD EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Cheeseburger. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;17. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU MADE MAD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I don't know, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;18. DO YOU SPEAK ANOTHER LANGUAGE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- A little Spanish... and less Japanese. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;19. WHAT WAS THE LAST GIFT SOMEONE GAVE YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- A pig in Farm Town. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;20 DO YOU LIKE SOMEONE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Sure. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;21.ARE YOU DOUBLE JOINTED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Ehm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;22. FAVORITE FRIEND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I have many in different places so... I don't have favorites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;23. WHAT'S YOUR DREAM CAR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I'm not into cars and stuff, but I would want a white van or something. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;24. WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE KNOWING THAT THE PERSON IS LEAVING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- That would be kind of regretful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;25. SAY A NUMBER FROM 1-100.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- 07.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;26. BLONDE OR BRUNETTE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Brunette. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;27. WHAT IS THE ONE PHONE NUMBER THAT SHOWS UP ON YOUR PHONE THE MOST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Mom's or Dad's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;28. WHAT ANNOYS YOU MOST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- That I am so old and yet so young. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;29. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF THE U.K.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yeah I am out of it since forever! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;30. YOUR WEAKNESS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Sports. Math? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;31. WHAT WAS THE LAST GIFT YOU GAVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I cannot remember. The truth is, I'm not a gift-giving type of person (bad).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;32. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE HOLIDAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Was? So dati lang yun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;33. EVER DONE A PRANK CALL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I don't know, actually. Maybe once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;34. WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE THIS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Talking to my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;35. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Uhhh... my singing? Or my painting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;36. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF ALCOHOL BECAME ILLEGAL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Wala lang. It doesn't affect me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;37 WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- My PB. Well... also something useful. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;38. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes, Margaux from my mom's childhood friend, Alyssa from Alyssa Milano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;39. DO YOU WISH ON STARS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Used to. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;40. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;41. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE VEGETABLE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Broccoli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;42. ANY BAD HABITS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Secret. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;43. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING CD ON THE SHELF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Heeheehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;44. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I think so. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;45. HAVE YOU EVER TOLD A SECRET YOU SWORE NOT TO TELL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Maybe. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;46. DO LOOKS MATTER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Well. I know that what's inside is important, but if you're something really good, why don't you look the part? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;47. HOW DO YOU RELEASE YOUR ANGER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Write on paper. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;48. WHERE IS YOUR SECOND HOME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Church?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;49. DO YOU TRUST OTHERS EASILY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Hmmm. Depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;50. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Barbie dolls! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;51. ARE YOU AFRAID OF GROWING UP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- No. I look forward to it. I want to be responsible and dependable. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;52. DO YOU USE SARCASM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;53. ARE YOU RELIGIOUS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;54. DO YOU GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;55. WHAT IS THE MOST PAIN YOU HAVE EVER EXPERIENCED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;56. DO YOU UN-TIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Nope. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;57. LAST THING YOU SPILLED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;58. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Not at the moment. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;59. FAVOURITE COLOURS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Apple green, sky blue, royal purple. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;60. WHAT'S THE LAST BOOK YOU READ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- A History of the Filipino People. (Kind of boring, but we have to read it because there's a good chance that I will be called on the *shudder* firing line.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;61. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Sure. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;62. WHAT'S YOUR DREAM VACATION?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Russia. Japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;63. LAST THING YOU ATE/DRANK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- i haven't eaten anything today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;64. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- IDK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;65. DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;66. FAVOURITE DRINK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Orange juice. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;67. FAVOURITE ZODIAC SIGN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Virgo. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;68. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SPORT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Softball. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;69. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Black. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;70. EYE COLOUR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- A nice, pretty brown. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;71. TALL OR SHORT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;72.SIBLINGS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- 3. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;73. FAVOURITE MONTH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- August thru September. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;74. DO YOU LIKE SUSHI?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Sometimes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;75. LAST THING YOU WATCHED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Hm. Some movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;76. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE YEAR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I guess... it would be... Christmas. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;77. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;78, SUMMER OR WINTER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Winter. I like the cold. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;79. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Relationships, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;80. WHO IS THE MOST LIKELY TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I do not know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;81. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;82. IS ANYONE IN LOVE WITH YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Well, I don't see why anyone should be! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;83. BIGGEST FEAR(S)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;84. LOUD OR QUIET?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Both. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;85. FAVORITE MOVIE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- I have quite a lot of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;86. IN THE PAST YEAR HAVE YOU MET SOMEONE WHO HAS CHANGED YOUR LIFE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;87. HAVE YOU EVER REJECTED SOMEONES CALL ON PURPOSE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;88. FACEBOOK OR MYSPACE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Facebook na lang. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;89 MORNING OR NIGHT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Night. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;90. DO YOU SPEND YOUR LIFE ON FACEBOOK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- No...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;91. DESCRIBE YOURSELF IN ONE WORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Weird. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;92. DREAM JOB?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Voice actress. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;93. DO YOU BELIEVE IN AFTER-LIFE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;94. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF MARRIAGE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Eternal and sacred. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;95. HAVE YOU DONE SOMETHING YOU REGRETTED IN THE PAST YEAR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;96. IS THERE SOMEONE YOU WANT TO BE WITH RIGHT NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;97. IF YOU COULD GET PLASTIC SURGERY WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-Myself. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;98. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU WATCHED A MOVIE WITH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;99. WHAT WAS IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Taken. :D&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-5341693826430723626?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5341693826430723626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=5341693826430723626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/5341693826430723626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/5341693826430723626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/06/99-questions-from-facebook.html' title='99 Questions from Facebook.'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-8883732595134386963</id><published>2009-06-28T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:01:34.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you like nighttime or daytime better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hm. Nighttime currently. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Did you see your best friend today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Oh yes! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you believe that high school relationships ever make it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Well, there are many that do. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you ears pierced more than once, if at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Nope. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever gotten flowers from a significant other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Nope. I've been given flowers by people who are just being nice. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you think dances (prom, homecoming,etc) are fun or lame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Some are fun. Most are lame, though. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you wear pants or skirts more often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Pants. Though I want to wear skirts to school sometime. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If you wear skirts, are you more likely to wear leggings, or go bare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Well, it would be kind of uncomfortable if I'd wear leggings still, because I wear below-the-knee skirts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you drink tea? Hot or cold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you noticed that EVERYONE is 'bisexual' these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Haha. That is an understatement, right? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you a vegetarian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- No. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you like being single? Or rather be in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hm? Never had a taste of both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you dependent on relationships to find happiness in your own life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Huh? Perdon, no comprendo. Puedes repetir, por favor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Iraq war: fighting for freedom, or killing for oil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- I honestly do not know. (Ignorante.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Abortion: murder, or a woman's right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Murder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Gay marriage: abomination of god, or love is love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Abomination!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Illegal immigrants: taking our jobs, or escaping poverty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Well, we are a poor country, so I'd say taking our jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Religion: live by it, or live without it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Religion is our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you online 24/7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- No. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever been dumped by a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- No! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Does it bother you when people never answer their cell phones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Sometimes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you wearing shoes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Nope. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever painted? Do you like painting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yes, yes, that's my specialty. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Everyone thinks they're a photographer. Do you like taking pictures?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Haha. Actually, not so much. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you have a brand of pop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What is your all-time favorite movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- I have quite a lot of them. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Not everyone can afford an iPod. Can you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- No, I cannot. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you a dog person or a cat person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- A dog person, like my best friend. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you addicted to texting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Nope. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you text and drive? You know that's completely irresponsible, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- I don't drive. Yeah, I agree; that's really reckless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What would happen if you found out you were pregnant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- If I were married, e di okay lang no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you have a favorite aunt or uncle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Wala eh. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you wearing anything you've borrowed from a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Nope. Lahat akin. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Out of all your friends, who is the most obnoxious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Uhm.... ewan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Which is more annoying: scene/emo kids, or snobby/preppy cheerleaders?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Emo. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What's the most expensive item of clothing you own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Hmmm. Well, I have some labeled items but I don't really care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Whopper or BigMac?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Neither. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you even like fast food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Yeah, I do. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are your nails painted at the moment? If so,what color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Blue and purple. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever been cheated on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Noooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What would happen if you found out you were being cheated on right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Wala namang pwedeng magcheat. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What time is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- 7:01 pm. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you think dragons and fairies are gay or cool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Both? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you think saying "gay" is very insulting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- No. "Gay" means happy. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;When was the last time you played Hide n Seek?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Last summer. No wait... I was the cheat. I didn't really play. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you file your nails or bite them off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Bite. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you an outgoing person, or are you more reserved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- I prefer to stay at home. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Did you do anything exciting today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Well... something stupid, maybe. XD&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-8883732595134386963?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8883732595134386963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=8883732595134386963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8883732595134386963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8883732595134386963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/06/survey-d.html' title='Survey. :D'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-3441843068468954210</id><published>2009-06-22T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:09:35.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden Demotion.</title><content type='html'>My first week is not so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends, though there are only three people who I can solidly hang out with, that would do for me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's see. There are only seven (!) people in my block, the Language block of BA English Studies. The other block is Literature. There are 15 slots per block, and since there are about 25 students taking up BA English, we can assume that the Lit block is full. (Really, I wonder why they picked that sched; they have Eng 10, Molecular Bio and Math2. We have Eng1, Bio1 and Math1. Plus. Ang daming bungi ng sked nila, not so good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you think that seven is too few for a class, well, I do too. Haha. In every class we have classmates from other years and courses, with varying quantities (like around 90 in Bio1, 60 in Math1, 25 in Eng1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes it hard to be close with my other blockmates. So you know that I go with three of them. What about the other three? One is a girl who's quiet and doesn't really talk to anyone, so I guess she's a sort of loner. Another is a girl with friends from other courses (okay, so she prefers to be with them instead). The last, I do not know. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is odd about being a freshie in college is the.. sudden demotion, I guess. My blockmate Kevin and I were talking about how we were so.. Maangas at makapal ang mukha nung 4th year high school, and then biglang kids who travel in flocks and packs with unsure looks on their faces. Oh di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second week starts tomorrow. XD&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-3441843068468954210?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3441843068468954210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=3441843068468954210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3441843068468954210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3441843068468954210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/06/sudden-demotion.html' title='Sudden Demotion.'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-5766631702074758992</id><published>2009-06-16T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:13:25.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Hooray! I survived my first day of school. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not a really cosmic experience, I must say. It was quite a stressful, surreal blur.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;First, I miss my very first class (NOT my fault!!!). Excellent start, isn't it? Talk about annoying announcements. Boo!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fortunately, I was able to ask a blockmate about the Math class. We've got homework. (I've just finished it, by the way.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My second subject for the day (Kasaysayan 1) was b-o-r-i-n-g. Sure, the prof wasn't present, but since I was still this little lonely floater, sitting in for the first thirty minutes seemed like a long, long time. Then, our other classmates (not just my blockmates, mind you!) agreed that we should just leave.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So it left me with two hours to wander around the rainy campus. I felt so alone, though there are a lot of familiar faces on campus. (Well, I really didn't like seeing some of them. Fortunately, those people didn't see me. Whew.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are a few interesting stuff, though. Well... I was able to identify freshmen. (Being alone made me observe harder, I guess.) And, I really did see the whole "diversity" thing. Hmm. It is really quite new for me, this level of freedom. People smoke on campus (urgh!!!) and I really don't like seeing girls dressed immodestly (I simply cannot avoid it).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh well... things might get better soon. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-5766631702074758992?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5766631702074758992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=5766631702074758992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/5766631702074758992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/5766631702074758992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-day-d.html' title='First Day. :D'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-8654068768234116133</id><published>2009-06-02T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:54:26.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Summer vay-cay for Meggie is about to end.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would have screamed "NOOOOOO!!!" for the past few years. But for some reason, I'm actually glad to say goodbye to summer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The fact that I'm going off to college is a pure coincidence. Yep, it's not the very reason why I'm happy to go to school. True, I didn't really enjoy high school and I had itched to get away from it, but other circumstances caused me to feel different about back-to-school things this year.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm not exactly bored... Super busy nga dito sa bahay eh. I like housework. Just... tiring and hard.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Going to school might lessen the housework load for me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But then... upon coming home, I guess I'll be greeted by housework... Hmmm. So maybe I'll have to do schoolwork during those one-and-a-half-hour breaks. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But really. I am sure that things will get better. I've got nothing else to do but, put on a positive attitude.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-8654068768234116133?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8654068768234116133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=8654068768234116133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8654068768234116133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8654068768234116133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-week.html' title='The Last Week.'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-3690032879452169992</id><published>2009-05-19T07:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:28:04.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;1. Are you green?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Green with... I-think-I'm-gonna-be-sick? :))&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Do you have a thing for any of your friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Maybe.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Do you Twitter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Nope.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. What time is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- It's 11:22 AM.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Where's your mom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Away.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Do you have Blogger?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Yes! :D&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Are you highschool, college or working?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Incoming freshman in college. :D&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Do you like our surveys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Yeah, they're okay.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. What's your favorite color?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Green. :D&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Do you know anyone named Sandy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Sandy... Cheeks. :))&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Did you add our layout site?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Oh... hindi pa... no, not yet.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. What's your bestfriend's full name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Baka magalit pag sinulat ko dito. Sorry. :))&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;13. Do you even have one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Of course.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Have you been to Las Vegas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Nope.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Do you like Chace Crawford?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- He's okay naman. That's Nate from Gossip Girl, right?&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. What's the last book you read?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The Indian book. :D&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Is it still summer there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Yes. :D&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. Do you find Selena Gomez pretty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Yep, I do. :D&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Got plurk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Not yet.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. Do you like plurk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I don't know.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Is your pet fish still alive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I never had one.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. What time will you eat dinner?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Hmmm... around 7:30 pm.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Did you take a bath already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Sure thing.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25.Do you know Emma Roberts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Not quite. :D&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. Do you like her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- No...&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. Do you use meebo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Yeah, I do. :D&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. Can you sing well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I think. :)&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. Where's your brother?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- In the living room.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. Did you notice that number 22 wasn't there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Yep. You left out a favorite number!&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;31. Did you just scroll up to check?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- No.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. Or that's an old joke already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Too old. :)&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. Are you close to your cousins?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Not too much.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. Do you color alot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Yeah. I'm a painter.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. Did you have Barbie dolls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Yes. :D&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. Do you still have `em?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Some of them. Really, I wish I still have them all.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. Do you play Pet Society?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- No. :))&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. How 'bout Fashion Wars?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Nope.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39. What time is it now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- It's now 11:29.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. How long did you take this survey?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- For SEVEN(!) minutes. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;from summer surveys. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-3690032879452169992?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3690032879452169992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=3690032879452169992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3690032879452169992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3690032879452169992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/survey.html' title='Survey.'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-163585867069434760</id><published>2009-05-15T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T19:53:17.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It's time I tell you about my art class. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I attend Mr. F.B. Sena's Easy Art Lessons. The guy's really great. He's been teaching kids to draw since around the 1970's, I think. He's the "Father of Philippine Art Workshops". He's really amazing; a legend. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; My class started in Summer 2007. I used to go to Q.C. every Thursday morning (mainit talaga dun sa nilalakaran ko sa Quezon Ave.) for this. Well... it paid off eventually; by the end of the Beginner course I got a grade of 98, which earned me a trophy (my first ever trophy... to think that it was for artistic recognition...), and two medals for Best in Card Making and Best in Homework. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I took the Advanced 1 class in June that same year. (It was in another venue, and on Saturdays this time.) There Mama got ideas if ever I would hold my own art exhibit (whoa!)... I didn't really get to formally finish the Advanced 1 course, though. I missed the last few lessons.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And then, Meggie was inactive for year 2008. I could have finished the Advanced 2 class (which I am taking up now) last year, but what I did last summer is hang up the laundry everyday (well, except Sunday). That's the only productive thing I've done then. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now my classes are on Fridays, at the Powerbooks SM Megamall branch. (Yes, hindi na malayo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;) My brother is taking up the Beginner cpurse. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thing is, I'm the only Advanced 2 student in our class, so it's a kind of... er, embarrassing sometimes. Advanced 2 focuses on painting on canvas (using oil or acrylic). So people stand around and watch me paint. Some even take pictures of my paintings. Um, nakahihiya na ewan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today I started working on a landscape painting (I just finished a still life last session). Ta-dah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g62/helyon/Meggie021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g62/helyon/Meggie021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It just shows how messy my work station is. (I suppose real artists are like this, though. Haha.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And it's still kind of ugly...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll work on it this week.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;See you soon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Meggie &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-163585867069434760?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/163585867069434760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=163585867069434760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/163585867069434760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/163585867069434760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/art-class.html' title='Art Class'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-9166601388551440180</id><published>2009-05-12T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:19:29.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped</title><content type='html'>Trepidation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're walking along a dark passage, in which you have no idea what is at the end. You're alone and you feel a cold numbness creeping into your veins. You suddenly get the feeling that someone is following you, so you turn around to check. You don't see anyone and yet... You think that someone is closing in on you. You urge your legs to run as your heart pounds against your ribs. You arrive at a dead end, and no one is coming to your rescue, leaving you completely helpless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, okay... I guess that was kind of exaggerated? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously now... You know that someone is watching... You want to tell others, but you just can't find a way to warn them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing weird is happening, but you fear that there might be...&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-9166601388551440180?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/9166601388551440180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=9166601388551440180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/9166601388551440180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/9166601388551440180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/trapped.html' title='Trapped'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-2160044150554638633</id><published>2009-05-06T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:23:32.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mini World</title><content type='html'>I step into the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what? I'm fresh out of secondary school and then suddenly I'm out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transition from high school to college is... A drastic change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a one-building school (it was even smaller than my grade school) to an eye-poppingly and jaw-droppingly huge, wander-off-and-you'll-get-lost university. The fact that freshies' scheds require us to get to one building to another emphasizes that very description.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is just as... Big...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Day of Enrollment*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My adviser says, "Okay, so you have to go to the Department of European Languages to enlist for your foreign language subject."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Meggie skips off to the Dept. of European Languages (which is on the same floor of that building). She finds this note tacked on the door:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please use the other door -&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, she goes to the door pointed by that sign. However, there is also a note saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please read before you peek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a piece of paper taped to the wall saying that freshies' enlistment is on the second floor in the AVR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meggie climbs to the second floor and walks to the AVR (which is in another wing of the building). The BA European Languages students are waiting in line outside the AVR door. Meg just falls in line. The loooong queue seems to move for an eternity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When Meggie is FINALLY ushered in the AVR, the RA says that I should go to the OUR, which is in yet another building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't really say that the rest of the enrollment went smoothly. I was only able to pay for my tuition today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people told us that we get to meet all kinds of people at UP Diliman. Well. Diversity of species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? It's like a republic or something. Yeah, a UP student once told me that it's a mini-Pilipinas. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Meggie. &lt;3&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-2160044150554638633?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2160044150554638633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=2160044150554638633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2160044150554638633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2160044150554638633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/mini-world.html' title='The Mini World'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-7941312924449940656</id><published>2009-05-04T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:57:25.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch. :(</title><content type='html'>Misfortunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when we came home, I was the last to enter the house, so naturally I was the one who had to bolt the gate. We passed through the gate which we usually do not use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for me, the bolt had to be forcefully pulled for it to budge. So I did and then--WHAM--the skin of my left forefinger got wedged in it. Ta-dah. Bluish purplish skin. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this afternoon I tried tuning my guitar (it's more than three years old, yet it still smells as if it was newly varnished). And of course, poor Meggie does not really know to do it... So she has to look for instructions on the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could have gone well. But... Hayhay. My poor fingers hurt from plucking and holding those strings. And worse, they don't sound like they should. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's this thing with my enrollment. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, things get better tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Meggie. &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-7941312924449940656?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7941312924449940656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=7941312924449940656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/7941312924449940656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/7941312924449940656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/ouch.html' title='Ouch. :('/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-1383830980925377123</id><published>2009-05-02T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:09:50.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yeah, I thought it wasn't going to be bad. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I liked this year's youth conference. Though of course there are some drawbacks, I was pretty much okay. :D &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I loved my groupmates... (They appointed me team leader.... bah.) Never really thought we'd place first in the Pathways to Success activity and that pack of Hershey's candy bars. The girls were pretty good roommates, too. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yeah, I sang solo in front of a live audience (the &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; intermission number, gasp!)... haha. They said, maganda naman raw, but for me it didn't come out the way I imagined. Wahaha. Weird.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This year's dance social is also good. Well, I think it's better than last year's... maybe just as good as my first dance social or even several notches better than that. :D Really, I had a great time. XD (Boy, it's sort of cute and weird that a girl would want to take off her stilettos because they kill her feet... in the presence of many people. Maybe you would feel embarrassed, but hello, conventional world... I didn't really care... :D)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sleeping was kind of difficult on the first night (nakatulog ako 12 AM tapos gumising kami ng 2:30 AM para makaligo). Funny how quickly we all fell asleep on the second night... Mga 5 AM na kami nagising... We were pretty tired from the night before. :))&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I gained a few friends (halos kilala ko na kasi lahat dun ee)... Love 'em. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, it's another patch to sew on my quilt of memories. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love from,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#006600"&gt;Meggie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-1383830980925377123?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1383830980925377123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=1383830980925377123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1383830980925377123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1383830980925377123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/experience-d.html' title='Experience. :D'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-7905036082713671658</id><published>2009-04-29T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:42:58.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New</title><content type='html'>I have to get up at five-ish tomorrow. It's 10:30 pm and I'm still awake writing this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my fifth youth conference and yet, I still get queasy at times like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really looking forward to it, actually. Yet I have this weird feeling... Maybe it's trepidation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth conferences this year are different. Mm-hm. Who thought of this.. "New-ness"? (Hey, I know of one person who might be behind this. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I don't embrace changes easily. When something is new, it is kind of hard to trust it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, who knows; I might change my mind about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know on Saturday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Meggie :D&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-7905036082713671658?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7905036082713671658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=7905036082713671658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/7905036082713671658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/7905036082713671658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/04/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-8476275984185415978</id><published>2009-03-06T05:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T05:58:01.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost There!</title><content type='html'>Yay. We're almost done with all the fourth-year requirements. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll have to focus on my religious education, though. I find it extremely challenging... you know, balancing secular and religious stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... So I'm finally graduating from high school. Yay... :D I can't quite believe it myself. Hahahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll prepare myself for the "nostalgic moments" attack. Hey, I don't remember having something like this when I graduated from grade school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, summer's almost here. :D I'm thinking of studying Japanese. Or go to a culinary class. Or maybe driving lessons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'm ready for college yet... I don't think I know if someone from school (other than me) is taking up BA English. I can just picture myself on the first day of school: a loner in the corner of the classroom. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the short post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love from,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Tsarina Helyon &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-8476275984185415978?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8476275984185415978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=8476275984185415978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8476275984185415978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8476275984185415978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/03/almost-there.html' title='Almost There!'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-1807025093447140998</id><published>2009-02-25T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:02:36.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Luckiest Girl</title><content type='html'>Hello again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like Shelly from Beverly Cleary’s book, “The Luckiest Girl.” :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, indeed, a girl who could (rather, should!) thank Kami-sama for such a blessing… :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that… I have something that the others don’t have. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more could I ask for? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s something I think I have desired for a little more than 2 years… I never really thought it would really be acquired by someone like me: a stupid, and not-so-pretty monkey girl (well, I am a Monkey).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, the others also desired it, but maybe not as long as I did… but still, I was the… lucky one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s kind of odd how truly wonderful the whole thing looks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I am really the luckiest girl. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love from,&lt;br /&gt;The Russian Empress… who also happens to be the luckiest girl at the moment. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I know you don't get WHAT I got. Well... it's actually a WHO. *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-1807025093447140998?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1807025093447140998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=1807025093447140998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1807025093447140998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1807025093447140998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/luckiest-girl.html' title='The Luckiest Girl'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-1035079368735834974</id><published>2009-02-14T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:01:14.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hearts Day</title><content type='html'>Weeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Hearts Day. :D How happy I am... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, for many many years... I only think of this day as a time to entertain myself with my creativity... like make cards for family and friends... and write poems. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very satisfying. actually... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only now, though... It feels totally different... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... though of course, I admit, it's a wonderful feeling... but... I don't know. Why, oh why do we have to celebrate this thing?! *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, do I really want to go back to my world when I was still writing sickeningly sweet love poems that nobody would read? Hahaha... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I actually wrote this 9-stanza poem way back in second year high school. In FILIPINO!!! Haha, it was a project, by the way, so... it's fine. My Mom liked it. Hm... I feel kind of different when I associate "l-o-v-e" with my Mom... not familial love, I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also in that same year I wrote an English love poem with two stanzas. Well... what do you know, it's kind of like my forte or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly, though... How cliché those V-Day things are... but... I don't know... why I still like it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!!! Enough, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you've had a wonderful time.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love from,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-1035079368735834974?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1035079368735834974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=1035079368735834974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1035079368735834974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1035079368735834974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-hearts-day.html' title='Happy Hearts Day'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-3704961261516489738</id><published>2008-12-17T09:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:24:56.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that tomorrow's our school Christmas party na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe, that is soooo, sooo exciting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a huge problem on my hands...&lt;br /&gt;And that's... money!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah, I &lt;em&gt;do &lt;/em&gt;believe that Christmas is the season of loving and giving and stuff... and that it does not necessarily mean that people should spend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ah... the world is too conventional; most people won't really appreciate these stuff that I could give (I could just make paintings and stuff).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo vain and materialistic... Is that it? Maybe not!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you say, I am very problematic, you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl can only have so many friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's extremely silly. Or stupid. Or both!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? It's enough that we think about our Savior Jesus Christ... and be grateful for everything that He gives us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That settles it...!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy Christmas from,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;An equally jovial Tsarina Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-3704961261516489738?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3704961261516489738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=3704961261516489738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3704961261516489738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3704961261516489738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/12/whoa-i-cant-believe-that-tomorrows-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-8422115894783087801</id><published>2008-12-03T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:26:22.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green with Envy (And Not Because of Grass)</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ah... not so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am in a really odd situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am friends with LeAnne (name has been changed). We're really close, yeah... very much so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is... LeAnne is my polar opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo.... what about it? Some people would say that it was an excellent friendship match; we complement each other, see. But? I truly feel... a little &lt;em&gt;envious&lt;/em&gt; of her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because the things and qualities which she possesses were stuff I'm deprived of. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I feel this way... I mean, I should let her be, if I'm really a good friend, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bombard me with your thoughts...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-8422115894783087801?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8422115894783087801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=8422115894783087801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8422115894783087801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8422115894783087801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/12/green-with-envy-and-not-because-of.html' title='Green with Envy (And Not Because of Grass)'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-3655040323881261552</id><published>2008-11-30T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:46:07.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cobwebsite</title><content type='html'>After like, more than two years, napalitan ko na yung blog skin ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after mga 3 months may post na naman ako.... Hooray!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this has been a "cobwebsite." You know, website that has not been updated for a &lt;em&gt;looooooong&lt;/em&gt; time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what's new with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I turned sixteen last 11th of September...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm used to being called a Laurel now.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahm, I have been really busy, you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 12th, we have this so called Christmas concert (fund-raising for our graduation thingies). We've been practicing a lot. Tiring, because it clashes with some of my other commitments (grrrr!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay hay hay!!! You know, the other section (4-D) is sosyalin... Grabe kung saan saan pa sila magpe-perform... for the Mayor, etc. Bonggang-bongga talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bugs me is that, they might win this thing. Well, actually it's no biggie, but ah... I still have competitive spirit... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And&lt;/em&gt;, that night would also be the FINAL night of Survivor Philippines (NOOOOOOOO!!!!). As in, duh. Hindi ako makakapanood?!? I want to see kung paano yung ending, kung nagrereflect sa American format (I already know who the winner is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Oh, my Samsung phone... I already miss it so much!!! Nasira siya nung sem break pa (sooo sad!) and walang time to have it repaired (tsk tsk tsk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow, holiday (celebration ng Bonifacio Day, which is actually today... oh wait, you KNOW that!)... walang classes, but then!!! I have a lot to do (hrrrnghh, I &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to get some REST!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything will pay off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tsarina Helyon (hey, why am I signing this with a FAKE name?! I have a real name naman, but you know.... ang arte ko eh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Take care always!!! Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-3655040323881261552?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3655040323881261552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=3655040323881261552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3655040323881261552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3655040323881261552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/cobwebsite.html' title='Cobwebsite'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-4812341925326977104</id><published>2008-08-19T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:16:05.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning Eyes</title><content type='html'>My headache's gone. Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my eyes are still watering, accompanied by a burning sensation. Tssss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;First set of periodical exams: tapos na. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... I'm scared. Of. The. Other. Exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish this is over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 days left. What?&lt;br /&gt;23 days before my birthday. Hooray!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you know, I really want a fountain pen. But unfortunately... no one will give me that, haha... Well it costs Php1000.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want it badly. But well, who knows, I might lose it anyway. Nyahaha!!! (You know I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; stupid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total banana-head!!! Wheeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how do I manage to survive? I have witch friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how could a stupid girl manage to become Tsarina? Well, I'm not sure of the answer to that, but maybe it's because she rules an idiotic empire!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahahaha. That's the answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I hope someone brings home some Eye-Mo or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(a.k.a. StupidHead!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-4812341925326977104?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4812341925326977104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=4812341925326977104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/4812341925326977104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/4812341925326977104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/08/burning-eyes.html' title='Burning Eyes'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-5933087569809191812</id><published>2008-08-11T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T14:14:54.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirty-Nine Point One</title><content type='html'>AUGUST 11th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, yesterday I took the USTET. It was actually very easy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda hard to believe, but the most difficult part was English. And that comes from a person who loves the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, Math was quite easy. I did not guess a single item. For the first time. Hahaha! Science was easy, too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, wondering why I write at this hour? I'm sick... stayed at home today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, this is not really good. Today we're supposed to have our Eco chapter test and submission of the project (and the notebook). *gloom*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... I don't like having to worry about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  * * * * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmmm... yesterday my temperature was 39.1˚C. Now it's 38.2˚C. Hrgngh... not really good, but better, at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whew... My feet are hot. And my eyes are watering in pain... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Worst of all, my throat feels scratchy. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sigh. Hopefully everything will be well tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-5933087569809191812?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5933087569809191812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=5933087569809191812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/5933087569809191812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/5933087569809191812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/08/thirty-nine-point-one.html' title='Thirty-Nine Point One'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-2090984937344058938</id><published>2008-08-09T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T09:50:50.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast-Paced Life</title><content type='html'>Whoooa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a senior in high school is so hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, the UPCAT is over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the harder tests are yet to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, tomorrow I'll take the USTET.. A lot of people say that I will definitely pass, but I'm not sure about that *Laughs*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after USTET, there's still the ACET, and then my TOEFL and Michigan Tests. (I'm applying for this scholarship... for BYUH.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa... the life of a senior... is something I find challenging. But cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend's birthday is coming up. But then, I still don't know what to get her. I'm kinda broke, so it's a problem (Haha...). Plus, I'm the girl-who-makes-gifts-instead-of-buying type (which could've solved the problem), but I don't know what she'll think of it, hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, speaking of this best friend... well, she hangs with this girl more often than not lately... but I'm actually fine with it... I have other friends, of course. But then I know she won't trade me for anyone else (2 years of bestfriendship is enough to make a powerful bond).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I am a little stressed out. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Tsarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-2090984937344058938?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2090984937344058938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=2090984937344058938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2090984937344058938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2090984937344058938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/08/fast-paced-life.html' title='Fast-Paced Life'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-1263819029895194902</id><published>2008-07-31T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:03:37.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting the Days</title><content type='html'>JULY 31st, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my. &lt;em&gt;Now &lt;/em&gt;we've got something serious to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... here come the entrance exams (UPCAT on Sunday), project deadlines (*shivers!*), periodical exams (*faints*)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrngh... it just makes you want to fall asleep, right? Well, sleep's for the wishful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... I'm already beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, the CAT orientation was rescheduled for tomorrow, but &lt;em&gt;then, &lt;/em&gt;because of the upcoming UPCAT we would have to postpone (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the joy of writing... but then, I think I'm sort of regretting my choice for elective. I should've chosen Developmental Reading instead... maybe I would have excelled in that subject. Or maybe Speech and Drama. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, whatever. I already lost the opportunity to "shine" in class. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well, stupid is synonymous to:&lt;br /&gt;-foolish&lt;br /&gt;-asinine&lt;br /&gt;-mulish&lt;br /&gt;-jerk&lt;br /&gt;-bonehead&lt;br /&gt;-Helyon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's that, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Degrading myself again. But honestly, I can't think of any reason to hold myself in high regard, you know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay naku!!! Puro wrong grammar. Tama na nga yang kaka-English mo ha, ang chaka eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-1263819029895194902?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1263819029895194902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=1263819029895194902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1263819029895194902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1263819029895194902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/07/counting-days.html' title='Counting the Days'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-4707204138314566125</id><published>2008-07-28T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T16:49:48.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays</title><content type='html'>JULY 28th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like Mondays... usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is the only day of the week when I get up earlier than usual (I have to be at school at 6 am for the morning form)... I don't like the flag ceremonies sometimes (pag walang program, hahaha!!!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday means the start of a new week of quizzes, long tests, blah blah. *Horrors!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread seeing those whatever-major-loser people again (uh, who?!?)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agh, well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the only good thing about Monday is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...seeing *toot!* again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! And who is this *toot!*?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oh, that? That's the sub for "MY BEST FRIENDS!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I like seeing my friends again, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't you?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... well, Monday nights are good! I spend it with my family, where we read the scriptures, pray and eat good ice cream together (sometimes we go out and watch a movie)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love-love-love these times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... I'm like in heaven, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I talked about hating Mondays and now loving them?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.. ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sometimes, that's just the way human emotions work, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S. Maybe we could write about something more interesting than this next time. Sorry for boring you, darling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-4707204138314566125?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4707204138314566125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=4707204138314566125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/4707204138314566125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/4707204138314566125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/07/mondays.html' title='Mondays'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-3312131583327542991</id><published>2008-07-26T07:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T08:43:06.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JULY 26th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo. Todo practice kaming 4-Cruz kagabi. Haha... now we only have to worry about the costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Isang general practice lang, medyo mahirap nga i-execute eh, medyo masikip din sa house ng classmate namin. Isa pa naman ako dun sa 10 girls na may solo parts... (Uh, meaning: walang partner na lalaki!!!) Haha... these single girls are like the "angels". Hahaha! I just want to think of it that way. (Angels in black.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked teasing my classmates Sabrina and Chrissia; they have partners. Very amusing to see them dance with guys (*snicker*). I know they (or at least Sabrina) would like to dance solo (like me and Erika Ann).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. The UPCAT will take place next week. Hmm. My sched: August 3rd, 6:30 am at College of Engineering. Hmmm... does this mean we have to wake up at 3? Well, haha... I think that would be the only problem. I like to take an exam early in the morning... at least the mind is still refreshed (or still sleepy?! Haha...). Very advantageous, right? Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyahaha... But really, I don't really want to think about college entrance exams now... I want to enjoy my last year in high school. But I don't want to think that it's my last year either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird. This blog is just as old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway... hmmm... wala pa rin ung CAT orientation namin... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Excited na ako. Sobra...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally... I get to boss my crush around! Joke... well, the other one is an officer too, but ah... my position is higher than his.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I want them to be disciplined, that's all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As Medic Comm, I should be nice to them all... yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Uh... got nothing to say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Huh? Oh, yeah. I'll turn sixteen on the eleventh day of September. Hope I finally receive the books that I want to read..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, as Tsarina, I don't have the time to watch movies or anything.. you know, when I travel to Yekaterinburg or Moscow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Grabe ang lakas mangarap, no?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bye na pala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&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/13766371-3312131583327542991?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3312131583327542991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=3312131583327542991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3312131583327542991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3312131583327542991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-26th-2008-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-4214725980768704538</id><published>2008-07-19T06:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T06:46:32.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath (Joke!!!)</title><content type='html'>JULY 19th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I waited for the earthquake. Kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know it was only a rumor started by a fraud. Hahahaha... why would he/she write about something like that? It's weird!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I want to know why he/she said that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, thankfully, we're all safe. *sigh of relief*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually planning to bring my CAT Medic Kit (oh yeah, that's what I am, the Medic Commander. Haha), in case of stuff like that. And I was giving out lectures of what to do when there's an earthquake, hahaha. Well, you should now see why the CAT plays a major role in earhquake drills (and how big &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; role is *shudder!*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, their lives depend on me? Well, uh, yeah, I can help, but... is this a delusion?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lame joke (You: Is that even a joke? I didn't hear a cue).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;   *    *     *     *     *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff at school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, let's see. Well, this week, my best friend and I had a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually, she was only kind of overpossessive (yeah, she was the one who said it). I had another friend who happened to get too close to me, that we were the ones who chatted nonstop about her crush. So my bestie got kind of mad, of course (her patience is a little short, I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I apologized and we fixed it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seems that she got a little angry again yesterday... I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*    *     *     *     *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Review class again later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is my sixth Saturday, actually the eighth Saturday (for them). There are 17 in all. Seventeen...? Nine more to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I like my class, really. The guys really joke a lot. And everyone laughs, even the teacher. And I answer a lot of questions that the teacher calls me a nerd. Well, it's not really what I want to hear, but it's okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I'd like the review class to finish immediately because it really interferes with my sched (like when we need to finish this group thingy or if I need to shop for something). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Agggh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've got nothing to narrate now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See you next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;XOXO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&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/13766371-4214725980768704538?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4214725980768704538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=4214725980768704538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/4214725980768704538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/4214725980768704538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/07/aftermath-joke.html' title='Aftermath (Joke!!!)'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-7185462121842820072</id><published>2008-07-12T05:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T21:11:16.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Silent Saturday</title><content type='html'>JULY 12th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the house (except me) is still asleep. So I am taking the chance before the people hog the computer. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when I got home last night I fell asleep almost immediately. And woke up just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question that keeps swimming in my head. For a person who's got two parents all his life, what would he feel if he would be separated to one of them? In a long period of time? Or... permanently...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* Oh well. It's a sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * *&lt;br /&gt;How's school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I like it. Advanced Physics is, well, advanced. But I think I already like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, English is like, even sleepier than the "Jigglypuff" class. Well, the fact that this subject is from 1:30-2:30 makes you really sleepy. I kind of feel sorry for our teacher, who was our teacher last year. Her questions are really simple that you can answer it with your eyes closed. But little response can be heard from the class... From a few respondents (myself included).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I like Ma'am Valmores, because she can be really nice, but I also wish that Ma'am Tirones is our teacher. *Sigh* My older sister said that not having the latter as your teacher is like losing half of your senior year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a blessing in disguise. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'd rather stay at home but I still have my review classes. I'm learning to blend in with my classmates, but I still feel kinda left out (haha). Whatever, but they are all actually friendly. Hrgngh.... Oh well. I go there to &lt;em&gt;learn&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh... it's a pity that you can't put comments in here (boo!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, my blog sucks. (Hahaha! It came from ME?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-7185462121842820072?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7185462121842820072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=7185462121842820072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/7185462121842820072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/7185462121842820072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-12th-2008-everyone-in-house-except.html' title='A Silent Saturday'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-2094457598523498723</id><published>2008-07-09T20:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:06:37.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoinkers!!! (Just Can't Think of an Appealing Title; It Just Popped in My Head)</title><content type='html'>JULY 9th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 102nd post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... Stuff are getting swirled up in my mind. It seems that I am already in a kind of restricted situation.. Hmm, the stuff I mostly think about now is CAT (I'm sooo excited!), college entrance tests, our fourth year subjects. I can see that I almost never go to friends' houses, because of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... (Hey, I just keep on saying "hmmm" as if I have nothing to say...) well, the downside of the whole CAT thing is these totally unsupportive, disrespectful people. But, I won't tell you about this any further; the idea makes my blood boil. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I just remembered! I finished Yggdra Union on the first weekend of this school year. The ending... sucks. Well, no offense to Sting (the group of creators), Atlus (the publisher of the American version), and other groups who receive credit for the whole game (like Nintendo, maybe)... but ah, well, it was kind of, um, bitin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually there are two endings: (warning! spoiler!)&lt;br /&gt;First, in the goody-goody ending, you seal the Gran Centurio (Yggdra's Holy Sword that's like a family heirloom chuvaness. It is very big, like a flatlance) forever, and receive the Scepter of Wisdom from the Archangel Marietta. You'll rule with wisdom and not with war... blahblah... Fin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other choice is kinda evil. You battle Marietta instead (she's level 75, and the maximum level any of your characters can reach is 20. Can I just say unfair?). You can beat her, though it looks impossible at first because all of your characters lose in every round. Well, the thing is, when she beats you, &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; morale drops, and when it reaches 1, use the Crusade card on her and then, it's Ragnarok. (Yeah, you made yourself an enemy of the Gods...) Fin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second choice is more interesting, but I was not satisfied. Maybe it's because I was still wondering what actually happened to that weirdo Nessiah. Oh well, I can just create stories at fanfiction.net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Now that I've finished the game, I would just focus on Advanced Chem or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do svidanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S. I have sooo many aliases, namely:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Helyon&lt;br /&gt;-Yggdra (heh, where did I get that?)&lt;br /&gt;-Tsarina (this is the equivalent of Empress in Russia before it got its Communist government.)&lt;br /&gt;-Tsarevna (basically, Princess or Duchess, but to be more specific, this is the wife of the Tsarevich, the heir to the throne.)&lt;br /&gt;-Namine (from KH)&lt;br /&gt;-Yukino Sakahara (my self-created Japanese name. I picked Yukino becuase it matches with my "twin's", Yukiko.)&lt;br /&gt;-The Green Queen (or La Reina de Verde or Le Reine de Vert.)&lt;br /&gt;-Midori Kunoichi (Green ninja girl.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-2094457598523498723?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2094457598523498723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=2094457598523498723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2094457598523498723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2094457598523498723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/07/zoinkers-just-cant-think-of-appealing.html' title='Zoinkers!!! (Just Can&apos;t Think of an Appealing Title; It Just Popped in My Head)'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-2684330926063279852</id><published>2008-07-07T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:05:46.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And So, After Five Months</title><content type='html'>JULY 7th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray!!! The Tsarina Helyon is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I left both blogs neglected (the other being Heaven and Earth, which I totally ignored... so I now disown. Haha), which is not a good thing, right?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I don't even have many readers, but who knows if are those people who really drop by to see if I'm still alive (*witch cackles*.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still the same old, nature lover girl who's always stuck with failures in life. Hmm, well, that is not just an issue, you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my Pisay friends who are still there (and I pray you drop by this blog again), I might visit soon. I'll.. try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is new with my life?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I leave off? Oh, yeah, no stuff about COCC and stuff like that. Well, ta-dah! I am now a CAT officer (I'll just not mention what my position is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love reading fan fiction, but I am now so occupied with school that I just make my own (on paper) for my classmates to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my writing style? Nothing's changed, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Tsarina Helyon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-2684330926063279852?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2684330926063279852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=2684330926063279852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2684330926063279852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2684330926063279852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-so-after-five-months.html' title='And So, After Five Months'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-3505484431280450202</id><published>2008-02-09T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T17:52:56.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so Golden!</title><content type='html'>FEBRUARY 9th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, this is my 100th post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I cannot believe how slow I've been. This blog is like, two and a half years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... it's not soooo happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I was so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky girl, huh? I thought I was. Then I realized how unlucky I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know... my partner in the JS Prom is waaay cute. And he is very nice, which is unusual... not all of the 4th year guys are like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I am so unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, other girls try to get a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one girl managed to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's totally fine with me, but she thinks I am stealing him from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's where the problem comes in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to act normal around this guy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this girl is so... uhm, you know, but I can't say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid that war will break out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how doomed I am?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Your distressed Tsarina...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-3505484431280450202?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3505484431280450202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=3505484431280450202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3505484431280450202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3505484431280450202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/02/not-so-golden.html' title='Not so Golden!'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-3237594455356447263</id><published>2008-01-16T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T18:52:03.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Way!</title><content type='html'>Yay! I am happy to announce that our 3rd perio exams are almost over(last day na bukas!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we are on the way to total freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really total. It's partial. Just one more quarter and we waltz off to summer break... Haha. (Come one, I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; you feel the same way!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy sigh... MUSIKWELA sa Saturday. I am so bubbly and happy inside. I'll just get my other projects done, then SNAP! I can go back to play Yggdra Union!!! AAAAHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... my new phone is comin'. Hooray. At last, I won't feel bad anymore. I mean... it will be easier for me... to contact everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoosh. So let's see. Just AP and Anal Geom, then we're okay... and MAPEH, English and Statistics for the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sorry but I have to cut it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Your Beloved Russian Empress,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tsarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-3237594455356447263?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3237594455356447263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=3237594455356447263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3237594455356447263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/3237594455356447263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/on-way.html' title='On the Way!'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-2442757740579560294</id><published>2008-01-12T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:22:47.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's Changed.</title><content type='html'>Hello again. Here I am again, writing another post for this blog of mine. Yes, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, things are moving fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the stuff with the "hangover" thing. Then, we've had lots of chapter tests. Next, we'll take the periodical examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know how hard it is to become a full-time student... you never get what you need. Maybe, it's only me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... I wish I could experience relief soon. You know what comes with the results of the perio exams: projects and *shudder* report cards. *Gasp!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there, I am worried and scared about these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to finish my new story, about a certain undine girl who meets a valkyrie. It should be fun. But then, I've got the third quarter lessons on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really frustrating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lamenting over this thing, but the title is not right. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, that's not the main idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something has changed. And you know what? It's my view about life, love and reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm besotted with this person. But it feels so... different... in a good way... but I don't know why or how. Maybe the thing about this person is, I'm besotted for reasons different from the other things before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am all alone here at home... and I need to do something else, so... I will end this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Owari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;-Midori Kunoichi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-2442757740579560294?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2442757740579560294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=2442757740579560294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2442757740579560294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2442757740579560294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/somethings-changed.html' title='Something&apos;s Changed.'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-1770647807685285704</id><published>2008-01-06T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:29:45.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Certain Discoveries</title><content type='html'>JANUARY 6th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that I really do not put too much effort in writing entries for my blog. (Yes, nakabibitin, but, ah... it's &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; blog after all!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am still sorry about those stupid and super-bleak posts. Like, hello, I'll be surprised if anyone understood the real messages underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to write longer; I have a good reason. (Hooray!) Now that I can write here at home, I will write longer passages to restore the appeal of reading this weblog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I advise the neophytes not to read the succeeding posts in case of severe nosebleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Use the dictionary! Ahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll let loose for a while and tell you about me, and my disastrous Christmas break. (Whoa, no, the word is not disastrous. I think it's... um... let's find out later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas 2007 and New Year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they're over. But I could just give you a peek at history. "History," kasi tapos na nga eh. What, were you expecting a lesson from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, now that we are talking about it, I am afraid of the next Social Studies class. (Listen, listen! This part is getting juicier.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the student teacher (you know, those who do practice teaching) for this subject is a... (*drum roll*)... a member of our Church.&lt;br /&gt;(You: Really, Meg?!? That is so, so... uh, really?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he is, at least, a member. (He's inactive!!! Argh.) The thing is, we're nearing the world religion topic thingy. I am afraid that he would not defend our beliefs. Well, of course it's his duty to give us lessons of how the different religions started, and stuff like that, but if ever there would be a... an argument or something, I don't know what to expect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. So let's go back to my break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so frustrating. My brother borrowed the Yggdra Union GBA cartridge from his friend, also from our Church. Yes, and I got addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I was already at the part where Princess Yggdra would be crowned Queen of Fantasinia and, well, the game did not save!!! (Battlefield 32 na yun ha!) And I could not stop playing it (December 31-January 1 'to nangyari) because we might start over. So Mom got mad at me and stuff. I turned it off in regret( bye bye, hard-earned level!) and when I turned it on, luckily it was back to Battlefield 26 (and not 1!), where I last saved successfully. (Akala ko kasi nawala nung sinave ko nung nag-fail.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck at Battlefield 28 (Galleon Prison) where they finally found the captured Princess Yggdra( kasi si Yggdra, nilabanan niya ung Emperor ng kalaban, si Gulcasa, nang mag-isa, nahuli tuloy ng Imperial Army). That was the last battlefield for Chapter 4, kaso di ako makaalis. Either may namamatay or na-stuck si Milanor sa isang corner, siya na lang hindi pa nakararating sa Target Point kasi hinarangan ni Gulcasa, hindi naman kasi ako makadaan. May Protect ung Morale niya tapos nag-rerecover pa. Ayos din yun eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. Eh hindi ako makalaro kasi, pasukan na, ang dami na naming tests and everything, so, ganun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya alam mo na kung bakit naiinis pa 'ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitin ang bakasyon. Sana matapos ko yung buong Yggdra Union bago pa namin ibalik. (hindi kami makahanap ng ganun sa tindahan eh, pero pag nakakuha na kami ng ganun bibili pa 'ko ng Link Cable para malipat yung game dun.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan. I finished the post, nag-Filipino naman ako. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tsarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S. I am trying to create my own site. Just visit &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com./tsarina_07/"&gt;this site and try to help me out. It's sooooo empty!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Paggawa naman po ako ng bagong layout ng blog! (Kakasawa na eh.) Ung green ha! Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-1770647807685285704?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1770647807685285704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=1770647807685285704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1770647807685285704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1770647807685285704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/certain-discoveries.html' title='Certain Discoveries'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-2212080354485552398</id><published>2007-12-19T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T19:10:50.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Won't Go Away!!!</title><content type='html'>DECEMBER 19th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things are plaguing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about Christmas-is-approaching. Blow it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still devastated. Why are they causing me too much pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever get over it? (I'm thinking of this vacation.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever forget?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my past keeps haunting me. Occasional rendezvous with... people. They always scare me, though they do not know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about an amnesiac? Or the spell... ("Obliviate!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Tsarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-2212080354485552398?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2212080354485552398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=2212080354485552398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2212080354485552398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2212080354485552398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-wont-go-away.html' title='It Won&apos;t Go Away!!!'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-977364623672658840</id><published>2007-11-30T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T14:06:19.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling Again</title><content type='html'>November 30th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I am still dizzy with the kaleidoscope of feelings last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my classmate's birthday. We went to their place. Good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, what happened was only a coincidence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened? Ahm... romantic stuff? No, but close enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking under the night sky. That was almost spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Ssssh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-977364623672658840?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/977364623672658840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=977364623672658840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/977364623672658840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/977364623672658840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/11/falling-again.html' title='Falling Again'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-8015043701077362387</id><published>2007-11-19T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T17:13:18.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Go Again</title><content type='html'>NOV. 19th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. I am composing another "useless" post. I'm just updating you on what's going on with the &lt;s&gt;dead&lt;/s&gt; Tsarina Helyon. I am fine, and I am still alive. I currently listen to songs by McFly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to be noticed by... um, certain people. Pero in a discreet way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahaha... That's cute, ain't it? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-8015043701077362387?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8015043701077362387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=8015043701077362387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8015043701077362387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8015043701077362387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/11/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here We Go Again'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-429596692079749290</id><published>2007-11-09T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T17:20:30.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Again</title><content type='html'>November 9th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, hello again, people. I am not a very good updater, huh? I'm sorry about that. Ah, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing exciting happens to me, at least not currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh bosh. This is yet to be another "stub" of entry. Sorry, folks. Well, that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning French and Russian. Funny, huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's weird that I even go for miles just for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir, do svidanya, goodbye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-429596692079749290?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/429596692079749290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=429596692079749290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/429596692079749290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/429596692079749290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-9039889769252683</id><published>2007-10-20T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T21:24:44.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>A lot of things happened just before sem. break started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I receive an e-mail from a person whom I miss terribly. So, that is really cool for me. Made me really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, that should have given me a serene feeling, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, the following day. Something happened that made me really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. Took me by surprise, sudden twist of emotion. That's what I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so what happened is, my friend learned what I really know. (It is not really good for him. So I said, it was a pity that he was kept from that piece of information.) You know, it shocked both of us. Luckily, I managed to talk to him like before. Because I was afraid that there would be a wall between us. Actually there was one starting to build up, so I tore it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think, things will never be the same anymore. I really have a strong feeling, but I sure hope that they will work things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here I am! The person who mailed me still hasn't replied. But I will wait for the e-mail.... yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, listen to McFly songs, please. I love 'em, kaso di sila sikat dito sa Philippines. So I'm working on making them popular here. Listen to the song playing... Ganda ba? Soon you'll learn to love 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-9039889769252683?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/9039889769252683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=9039889769252683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/9039889769252683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/9039889769252683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/10/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-5339180973961730653</id><published>2007-09-29T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T15:00:21.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Gonna Be a Bloodbath</title><content type='html'>SEPTEMBER 29th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Since when, when have I been like this, hmmm? Well, there is another problem occuring. A battle between head and heart, sadly. That is why I am wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lately, I also have caused another issue. Gloating up a storm, huh. Don't know what I am talking about, because I got out of control again. Ohh yes. Sorry for those who were mad at me, I was the one offended, I was the one who got hurt. Man, this is nasty. I hope things will be sorted out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I was not mad. I was just, hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole story is a little difficult to tell. Medyo mababaw kasi kaso I'm very sensitive. You know that, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me some room, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Queen Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-5339180973961730653?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5339180973961730653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=5339180973961730653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/5339180973961730653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/5339180973961730653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-gonna-be-bloodbath.html' title='It&apos;s Gonna Be a Bloodbath'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-7047915575472837740</id><published>2007-09-15T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T12:39:39.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ubiquitous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hellooo... I am back, baby. I cannot update much, this you know, because we do not have computers at home. Life is very busy, yep, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only a short post becuase I am in a hurry. I have to go and meet my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now fifteen. (Clap clap) I love my life, and being one-five isn't so bad. I am happy that I have gone past all the hardships and trials. I will also cherish the good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today is Sept. 15, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to tell you, haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time!!! I apologize again, super sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsarina Helyon&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/13766371-7047915575472837740?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7047915575472837740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=7047915575472837740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/7047915575472837740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/7047915575472837740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/09/ubiquitous.html' title='Ubiquitous'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-1945959384623595342</id><published>2007-08-13T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T13:15:05.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over?</title><content type='html'>Awww... the periodical exams are over... (double darn it, please!) and so, wala na bang half-day?!? Yun lng ang gusto ko e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lack sleep... and it is very very hot outside. Andito ako sa internet cafe kasi, naiwan ko yung susi sa house, alang tao sa 'min. I could stay at the house the back, but then, I need to do something anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why are we even bothering to read this extremely stupid entry? Why, because I am updating,letting you know &lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt; about what's going on in my life, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. This are all really, nonsense. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still fascinated about the Romanovs. (By the way, did you even know that I was.)&lt;br /&gt;(You: No. Others: No.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaaayyy... am I wasting my time here or what?! Lagpas 2 years na po 'tong blog ko eh wala pa nga ako sa 100 Posts!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie... Sorry, really sorry I wasted your time(that is, if you read this entry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love from,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-1945959384623595342?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1945959384623595342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=1945959384623595342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1945959384623595342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1945959384623595342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/08/over.html' title='Over?'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-8602343299024905651</id><published>2007-08-07T14:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T15:39:41.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BoyOhBoyOhBoy</title><content type='html'>Okaaayyy. This nonsense has got to stop now. What am I talking about? Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time is always running. Why can't it slow down for a change?!? This is, so, so super-dee-duper stupid. Always killin' me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, there is this super stupid teacher who... um... never mind. It really makes me want to explode in anger. Fury, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoosh... then comes the week of periodical examinations. Golly. Kasabay ng pasahan ng projects. *Swoon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I wish I was homeschooled. No, I wish I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;. This is so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only things I look forward to... are very few. One is the upcoming Sunday, when I will be singing in front of the stake. Twice. And I will also see... and hear... other singers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish everything would be calm and serene again. How I wish that... that stupid teacher would be gone from my life forever. Unfortunately, Lady Luck is not on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one stressed Tsarina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Tsarina Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-8602343299024905651?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8602343299024905651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=8602343299024905651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8602343299024905651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/8602343299024905651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/08/boyohboyohboy.html' title='BoyOhBoyOhBoy'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-515842088069629052</id><published>2007-08-07T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T14:49:44.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-515842088069629052?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/515842088069629052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=515842088069629052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/515842088069629052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/515842088069629052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-1317702038070512409</id><published>2007-06-25T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:05:13.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Uhm, What?</title><content type='html'>JUNE 25th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since I logged on. See, wala po kami computer sa bahay kaya ganun. At super busy rin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahm, okay lang naman ako, medyo busy.  Art lessons are back. (Hoo-rah.)&lt;br /&gt;I miss someone and I think I will see 'em tomorrow. I really really do miss 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I also miss a lot of other people in my life, such as my friends back in my first high school (ah, I miss you guys!) and my sister(hi ate). Though I have many friends here... I am still kinda lonely sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... just letting you know I'm still alive. Sometimes I feel like closing this blog or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-1317702038070512409?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1317702038070512409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=1317702038070512409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1317702038070512409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1317702038070512409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/06/uhm-what.html' title='Uhm, What?'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-7354573743636907036</id><published>2007-06-09T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T17:10:56.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>After One Week...</title><content type='html'>JUNE 9th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one week, I had sore throat, fever and aching muscles. Oh, and a brain wrung like sponge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what? Being a junior is tough. Real tough. I tell you now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, my head really needs brainwashing or something. It's sort of clogged up or stacked with bits of memory that need to be removed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... now I am still having troubles on how to deal with 3rd year. And... how to approach these people I want to be close to. You know, I really am shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, how are your lives going? Miss you lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Queen Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-7354573743636907036?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7354573743636907036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=7354573743636907036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/7354573743636907036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/7354573743636907036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/06/after-one-week.html' title='After One Week...'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-2181075232468877202</id><published>2007-06-06T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T20:33:59.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High Times, Hard Times</title><content type='html'>JUNE 6th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. I'm here again. After only 3 days of school, I'm completely zonked out. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... being a junior is fun, but I hate to go over sets again (Pre-Calculus) and Noli me Tangere (Filipino). But I hope I get high grades from these, and good thing the teachers of both subjects know me. Mrs. Mondoy was my class adviser last year and Mr. Dawisan was the class adviser of my sister, last year rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I want to be close with my new classmates (FYI: hetero kami ngayon.) but then, ung mga 2B classmates ko ang mga katabi ko. It's not bad, of course, but I want to be close to the others nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to think about other stuff such as my new art lessons this June (Advance 1 na ako!) and seminary (yeah!!). But they're not starting until... next or next next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bosh, I tell you, I'm going to be so, so busy. In fact, I'm planning to top the class in everything... but you know me, I'm not competitive. Just showing what I'm &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;made of. Well, I think there are distractions (never dreamed that this, um, &lt;em&gt;attractive &lt;/em&gt;guy would be my classmate) but surely I &lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;bop to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait! Do I sound like I really want to crush the other people in 3-Carson? If so, sorry. I'm starting to love 'em. Many of them, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to search for these 36(!) theories. (I have 14 already, thanks ot my sister. Mr. Dawisan allowed only &lt;em&gt;me. &lt;/em&gt;Well, that's not my doing, not my fault why that happened. Story next time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-2181075232468877202?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2181075232468877202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=2181075232468877202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2181075232468877202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2181075232468877202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/06/high-times-hard-times.html' title='High Times, Hard Times'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-1829446557615218378</id><published>2007-05-28T14:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T14:40:46.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Gold!</title><content type='html'>MAY 28th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Sometimes it's funny when I read the other posts' titles. (I'm running out of ideas, see.)&lt;br /&gt;But this one came to me and I think it really suits the story, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Pure gold. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the art graduation took place yesterday. Hmmmm... It &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; definitely fun, but just some disappoinments: I saw not just one, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; people who were part of my past. (No use talking about it, see.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go to pure gold... the teacher has a delightful sense of humor, and that is exactly why I am still in fits of giggles.&lt;br /&gt;But, to get the "pure gold" story clear, I have to start talking about the commencement exercises. Starting with PMWA Advance 2, Advance 1, then Beginners (same with every venue), then Triumph Building Monday and Thursday (that is where I belong) and finallly Phil. Heart Center workshoppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... call 'em on. I thought you just get a certificate, and your trophy(97% to 99%) or medal(95%-96%). But then they even have gold medals for Best Homework, Best in Card Making, Best in Groupwork and even Best Costume(costume talaga! we were just wearing good ol' outfits)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me, I was last in my batch on the stage. See, there are so many of us graduating and so when the stage fills up, it's time for picture taking. Lucky if you are last because you are just beside the judge and Mr. Sena!! Yes, I was last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, about the "pure gold"... the medals and the trophies were gold. Pure gold. Actually, they said P20 daw ung medal na tig-isa. Heehee. Mayaman, mayaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh? There wasn't anything funny about the pure gold, was there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-1829446557615218378?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1829446557615218378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=1829446557615218378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1829446557615218378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/1829446557615218378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/05/pure-gold.html' title='Pure Gold!'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-6807032625960723116</id><published>2007-05-18T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T21:29:34.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giddy</title><content type='html'>Okay, have you noticed na walang date sa mga post ko? I don't know why it's like that. I tried to fix it but it does not work. So I'll post the dates in the entry itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY 18, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. All right. I'll begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, my. A lot of stuff always happen to me, you know, even if I'm pretty bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. My art class graduation is coming up, and I'm pretty excited. Oh yes. Yesterday (my classes are on Thursdays) the teacher, Mr. F.B. Sena--you know him? Oh, he's the greatest. A true professional. He's the Father of Philippine Art Workshops, according to him,  and director of Vargas Museum in U.P., Mom said--checked our sketchpads. I got 98%. Hooray!!! I'll receive a trophy on graduation day, May 27th. (You know, I've never seen anyone higher than 98. There were others who got 98, yes, but I did not see a 99 or even 100.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday (I mean last week) another thing happened. Well. The dance socials were fun. he only thing that made it fun was... a dance... with... someone that I never really expected to ask me. (Sorry. No more details, they could be reading this. I think they're not, though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Those are the reasons why I'm so giddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Queen Helyon&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/13766371-6807032625960723116?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6807032625960723116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=6807032625960723116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/6807032625960723116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/6807032625960723116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/05/giddy.html' title='Giddy'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-2943878744419966031</id><published>2007-04-26T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T18:57:54.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Busy Bored</title><content type='html'>I am both busy. I am bored because I'm busy. Oh, wrong. I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sched is full up. No time for reflections whatsoever. Waaah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else happened too. Our poor, poor game in Harvest Moon was gone. Like this: POOF!!! Don't know how that happened. But... arrgh!!!... we were far already. Popuri was even pregnant, see. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.... I have to finish my homework. Yes, homework. From my art classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new addiction is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Newsies&lt;/span&gt;. Well, I love the songs... and some of the guys. They're so cute! Pity they're older now. (The film was, like, 15 years ago. I wasn't even born then.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-2943878744419966031?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2943878744419966031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=2943878744419966031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2943878744419966031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/2943878744419966031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/busy-bored.html' title='Busy Bored'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-376920949321354561</id><published>2007-04-10T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T15:14:34.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Am I Doing?</title><content type='html'>Sorry about this. No updates. Not like I promised. Okay, I'm sorry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what's on? Lots have happened. Today's card day and the grades were okay. But a sinking feeling still haunts me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing at home? I almost never go online. There are a lot of things to do than surfing the 'Net. Though, of course I like doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I like to watch the same DVD movies over and over and over again. I continue to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;read The Fellowship of the Ring&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most addicting stuff is the game. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harvest Moon: Friends of Mineral Town&lt;/span&gt;. We just started  playing last Saturday. My brother was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kilig&lt;/span&gt; when Popuri's heart turned purple earlier. Forgive him; it's an achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; who was bothering me. He's so pesky. Can't get him outta my hair!!! Oh, fudge! He won't stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrghh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see ya soon.&lt;br /&gt;Love ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Czarevna Helyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S. I changed my former title, Queen. I am currently researching about stuff like the last royal family of Russia.&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/13766371-376920949321354561?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/376920949321354561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=376920949321354561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/376920949321354561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/376920949321354561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-am-i-doing.html' title='What Am I Doing?'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-4839948936720829152</id><published>2007-03-20T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T22:24:41.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cramming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Near the End</title><content type='html'>Okay. So I see that I still have it. The wait-until-deadline-and-cram habit. Yikes. It's really ruining my life, you know? Hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matatapos na po ang school year, yes, we know that. Summer's almost here. But then. Heat makes me go crazy. I loooove rainy days, you know? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way. I would be having a new blog na. So. The URL in your linkies should be changed. I'll post it here, and I'll tag you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tag me while I'm still posting here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you lots,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Queen Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-4839948936720829152?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4839948936720829152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=4839948936720829152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/4839948936720829152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/4839948936720829152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/03/near-end.html' title='Near the End'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-977827425014492004</id><published>2007-03-17T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T16:35:57.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Yes!!! I'm on again!</title><content type='html'>Yay. Got into this bloggy again!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now I can update it, and everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patapos na ang school year... Boo-hoo. Or maybe... YIPEE!!! Vacation na! May guitar lessons ako, or maybe art class. Whatever. But say, I want to go on the RYC na Makati ang kasama and see those friends again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am currently experiencing writer's block, and so it's very hard to write stories and blog entries.  Yes, I'm inspired by LOTR and Chronicles of Narnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. do you guys still know me? Baka hindi na ah?&lt;br /&gt;Kasi naman, napakatagal na hindi nagpopost, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I'll keep you updated, just like I used to. Promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-977827425014492004?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/977827425014492004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=977827425014492004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/977827425014492004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/977827425014492004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2007/03/yes-im-on-again.html' title='Yes!!! I&apos;m on again!'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-116737723218948225</id><published>2006-12-29T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T15:27:12.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape from Reality (The World)</title><content type='html'>Sorry, kung hindi ako nag-post for Christmas. Wala tuloy akong nabati. Waaaaahhh... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakahinga na naman ako ngayong break. Sandaling nalimutan lahat ng iniisip ko. Siniksik ko silang lahat sa likod ng utak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero marami pa ring ginagawa. Biology, computer, botany. Haaay, tumalon na lang ako sa pinkamataas na palapag ng pinakamataas na gusali. Subukin kong magsipag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marahil bumaba na yung I.Q. ko. 'Yan ang nangayayari kapag nadala ng kaginhawaan ng bakasyon. Marahil hindi rin. Dahil ang ginawa ko naman ngayon ay basahin ang mga aklat na inuwi ni Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita ko ulit ang mga kamag-aral ko kahapon dahil sa pag-eensayo para sa asignatura ng Ingles. Parang baha... biglang bumuhos agad yung mga bagay na nilagay ko sa likod ng utak. Kaya naasar ako. Pero... ayos lang siguro, dahil hindi sila nagsawa sa pag-kukwento ko at pagpapantasya na ako ang reyna ng kaharian namin sa forum. Queen Helyon. Tungkol sa mga kapangyarihan ko (flight, illusion, invisibility, healing). Yung apat na prinsesa. Yung kabayo ko... nadala na naman ako. Ahem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami na naman akong bagong addiction. Awww. Basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S. Happy New Year!!! Nabibingi na ako sa kanyon(?) ng mga bata. Laruan lang nila yun. Alam mo yun? Yung parang mahabang tubo na may parang baril(?).... tapos may takip sa dulo. Yun. Ayoko na... Takot rin ako sa paputok. Yaaahh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-116737723218948225?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116737723218948225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=116737723218948225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116737723218948225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116737723218948225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/12/escape-from-reality-world.html' title='Escape from Reality (The World)'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-116619333394767530</id><published>2006-12-15T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T22:35:33.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Hovers About</title><content type='html'>I feel that Christmas is like a ghost that floats through all of us. Doesn't just sit waiting, but spreading the spirit to everyone. Well... ewan ko na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go 2-B! Great presentation. Kapagod, grabe. Pero ayos lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... what's happened lately? I don't know what to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Pasko na. Pero hinahanap (hinahanap) Pasko rito... !!! Ang Pasko sa..._____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaayyy... Merry Christmas *Gives everyone a hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-116619333394767530?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116619333394767530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=116619333394767530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116619333394767530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116619333394767530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-hovers-about.html' title='Christmas Hovers About'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-116489735937066800</id><published>2006-11-30T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T22:35:59.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Po!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, first of all I say thank Thee to my Father in heaven, sino pa ba... ang aking one and only Heavenly Father! Thank Thee for keeping my mommy safe and showering me with blessings and trials every single day. Thou Omnipotent Hand is very omnipotent. I am really grateful to Thee dahil walang pasok at nakapg-spend pa kami ng time with our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all of those people who still remember me and read my posts! Sorry, papagawa ko na lang yung HaloScan sa Ate Katia ko... thank you Ate Kat ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you rin kay Mommy dearest sa mga binigay niya. What I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A LYNX T-shirt ng WNBA. The color is green and I love it! (I'm wearing it right now.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Pistons jersey. (I wanted Celtics or Suns, remember? But of course I accepted it. NBA kasi.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Halloween Candy. (Pez yung brand ng candy....)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;VS Endless Love. (Keep in touch with the feminine side.  I still consider myself as a kid, though.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complete set of Chronicles of Narnia. (Nice... kaso, naiba yung ayos ng books! At nawawala pa yung Magician's Nephew. Kaya incomplete pala. Wah.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This stuffed frog na pam-Valentine's Day. (I'm still thinking of a name. Any suggestions?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cellphone. (It looks sosy on the outside pero hindi pala colored. Anyway, I want to use it first before my sisters do kapag napa-open line na yun.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Varsity shirt. (I'm not exactly sure what it is pero it's pink. Urgh. I accept everything, because I'm polite.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A shirt to wear on Sundays. (I still can't find a skirt to match it.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Bratz bag. (Oh, well. I want to bring it to school.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay. So nawawala yung wish kong beef jerky ($30 daw ang isa!!!) at yung mga SpongeBob, at Series of Unfortunate Events. I hope they're in the other box (parating pa lang).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yay! Thank you po!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-116489735937066800?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116489735937066800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=116489735937066800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116489735937066800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116489735937066800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/thank-you-po.html' title='Thank You Po!!!'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-116464091728267420</id><published>2006-11-27T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T23:21:57.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Konting Tiis na Lang!</title><content type='html'>Yes! Filipino ang pamagat ng sulatin ko ngayon. Bakit ba? Mas masaya kasi kapag Filipino ang ginagamit ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, totoo naman, kaunting tiis na lang....!!! Makararanas ako ng ginhawa! Kahit na ayaw ko talagang pumasok sa paaralan, masisiyahan naman akooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang bumabalot nga lamang na kaba sa akin, nagbunutan kami ulit dun sa Kris Kringle chakaness sa klase. 'Ba, nakatatakot naman iyong nabunot ko. Baka hindi matuwa sa mga ihahandog ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, pero, basta... malapit nang tumigil ang aking matindi at labis na "pagdurusa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-116464091728267420?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116464091728267420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=116464091728267420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116464091728267420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116464091728267420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/konting-tiis-na-lang.html' title='Konting Tiis na Lang!'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-116437977917052422</id><published>2006-11-24T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T22:49:39.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swirls</title><content type='html'>Okay, no kidding around here. The title reminds me of swirly ice cream pops and stuff about colorful dresses. But the truth is... it's what's going on in my head right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened earlier and I got caught in the middle of it. Luckily it's solved so soon. But seeing my classmate broken and really torn felt so odd. She really screamed. But only when I was the only one in sight. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason why my head is in whirpools is that I caught cold again. Man. My little head feels so heavy, as if all of the stuff climbed up to my brain. Yuck. Ugh. I feel really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, there are many things to do tomorrow... wake up at 4:30... and I will have to go to practice at 1:00-5:00. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grades improved. But I will go for another skyrocketing boost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-116437977917052422?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116437977917052422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=116437977917052422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116437977917052422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116437977917052422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/swirls.html' title='Swirls'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-116412527270381917</id><published>2006-11-21T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:07:52.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas</title><content type='html'>Okay, so Christmas is still a month ahead. But I wanted to post everything I want to receive and what I would like to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A basketball jersey. (Boston Celtics or Phoenix Suns.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A pack of beef jerky.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Another nice book.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A box of chocolate-covered raisins.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More candies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Green-colored stuff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A small notebook.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;What else?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to meet him at last. (Huh? What's this, Helyon?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do great at the coming multi-stake seminary class. (What's the sched? Dec. 2 or 9?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have a great time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone to be safe and happy and healthy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those may be just a few.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hehehe... just updatin'. See y'all later. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-116412527270381917?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116412527270381917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=116412527270381917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116412527270381917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116412527270381917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I want for Christmas'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-116351116775526409</id><published>2006-11-14T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:32:47.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Sad</title><content type='html'>Sigh... it's been... six months already. Yet I still am not used to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still super depressed. My classmates are still the same, ghoulish-like... chorva. Ewan. The teachers seem demented. I appear invisible to my batchmates. Hello?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are they so...?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so super depressed. I never cried, yet I feel so desperately sad. I feel haunted by memories... and I dream of things that could have happened. Then I open my eyes and go back to this boring and extremely cruel world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. They are so, super feelerz talaga. Haaaay naku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-116351116775526409?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116351116775526409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=116351116775526409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116351116775526409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116351116775526409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/still-sad.html' title='Still Sad'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-116274693102861593</id><published>2006-11-06T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T01:15:31.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Dreams</title><content type='html'>Okay, so Miss SpongeBob lover here is still dreaming. Her little head is in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POOF! Suddenly, the girl wakes up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erhm, what is this craziness naman o? Well, may hangover pa ang bata. Galing ako sa Batangas eh. Hrrmmm.... still dreaming of... Mr. F.Q. Yikes. Otherwise known as the Wednesday person. Okay na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my dreams are real. I just woke up again and again.&lt;br /&gt;What I'm really trying to say is... I don't want to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, naku poww... bakit ba ganito na lang ang buhay ko? Oh please. I want to escape from this... reality and go back to the real dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like the fake things better than the real ones. Okay, I'll just go to Fantasy World and ride on the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post doesn't makes sense. I told you, my little precious head is in Fantasy World, Dreamland or Imaginary Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-116274693102861593?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116274693102861593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=116274693102861593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116274693102861593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116274693102861593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/real-dreams.html' title='The Real Dreams'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-116142349937168255</id><published>2006-10-21T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T17:38:19.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back-Breaking Breaks</title><content type='html'>Yahoo! Nakakapost na naman ako!! Yes!! Happy announcement: SEM BREAK NAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... stop! Erm. What, you call this a BREAK? Come on! I'm still suffering from pain!!! EEEYYYYYAAHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, stop that! Well, naka-usap ko si Mommy last night. Ehrm... well, I miss her na eh. Soon, not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh...hindi ko tuloy sila makikita. (Awww.) Well, ganun talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My story: Buti na lang nagpakabait siya ngayon. Kasi takot ako sa kanya eh. Kaya, okay na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want something else. The true feeling of being cared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-116142349937168255?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116142349937168255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=116142349937168255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116142349937168255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116142349937168255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-breaking-breaks.html' title='Back-Breaking Breaks'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-116074249645768317</id><published>2006-10-13T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:28:16.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>There has been a lot of changes ever since. I mean a lot! Well, hindi ko kasi na-uupdate itong blog ko, so I have to write about the newest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so... hindi na ako Kapamilya, kasi, sapilitang naging Kapuso, malabo yung channel 2 namin, halos wala na nga... pero natutunan ko na ring mahalin yung palabas nila. ('Sensiya, wala kaming cable eh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay... basta marami nang bago sa akin... including closenesses and people from afar. Ayyy... at nakaiinis, from P70-P100 ay naging P50 ang pera ko. Mahirap, marami pa akong kailangan ngayon lalo na't marami kaming tatapusing project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaargghh... Thanks anyway. I missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-116074249645768317?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116074249645768317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=116074249645768317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116074249645768317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116074249645768317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/10/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-116019810819526563</id><published>2006-10-07T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T13:15:08.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slip-Sliding</title><content type='html'>Wahehe. Updates. There are just some embarrassing things that aren't funny at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time ko lang talaga masama sa isang open forum. At unang-una pa talaga akong issue. Grabe. Sana hindi na lang dun sa likod nakaupo si Joshua. Ah, well. Too straight. I should've answered back the same thing he said. Well... but what &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; had said, natawa naman classmates ko. Okay. Loosen up. Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayyyyy... nakaiinis talaga si... *blank.* Oh well. Kaasar naman talaga siya. Shouldn't have said that in front of everybody!!! Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday... may bagong suspicions na ako. Is it only my imagination, or is that stranger really looking my way? Nandun siya, sa classroom. Sabi niya kay *blank*... "May sasabihin ako sa iyo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. Hope things get better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reciting in class, stuff like homeworks and quizzes, they're okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-116019810819526563?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116019810819526563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=116019810819526563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116019810819526563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/116019810819526563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/10/slip-sliding.html' title='Slip-Sliding'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115917703833915445</id><published>2006-09-25T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T17:37:18.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious Conditions</title><content type='html'>We're in a tight spot right now. Another "depressing" post. This time this is not about school, stuff about me. It's my beloved grandma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I wish I could go to her right now. No, no, please... I want to see her again. Oh, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for my grandma. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Another seriousness... we should discuss that next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115917703833915445?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115917703833915445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115917703833915445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115917703833915445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115917703833915445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/09/serious-conditions.html' title='Serious Conditions'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115898763610735187</id><published>2006-09-23T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T13:00:36.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Far, So-So</title><content type='html'>Wahehe. So far, so-so. Well, that's because nothing too much exciting, too much happy or too much sad is happening. Pantay lang. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a weird suspicion about this girl. Sheesh, she is doing something. Can you imagine? Well, she does something that is... suspicious. I'd rather not say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about that. I'm just too busy. I am currently playing AdventureQuest on &lt;a href="http://www.battleon.com"&gt;www.battleon.com&lt;/a&gt;. It's cute, but I had a little problem. Ty it for yourself. It's an RPG game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time. Just updating you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115898763610735187?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115898763610735187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115898763610735187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115898763610735187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115898763610735187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-far-so-so.html' title='So Far, So-So'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115867274964811614</id><published>2006-09-19T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T21:32:29.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo Girls (and Teriyaki Boyz)</title><content type='html'>Okay. So about the Japanese people living in Tokyo. Well... I liked an article I read, about the Tokyo teens handling tough temptations. See, htey are like me. We are members of the same Church and we &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; have tempations but DO NOT heed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song from The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift (by Teriyaki Boyz) is cool. I just saw the lyrics on the blackboard of my sister's classroom when I went there to dump my stuff in the locker. She explained that it was from the Fast and the Furious stuff. Okay... but only this week I heard the song. (You can, too... may YouTube diyan sa "About Me", just scroll down. Initial D video in that song.) Well, I'm choosing my words, actions, and thoughts more carefully and I'm very aware about it. Of course, I'm careful about the right media!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cute. Oh, it's almost done loading. I'll listen first. See you next post. Bye again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115867274964811614?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115867274964811614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115867274964811614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115867274964811614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115867274964811614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/09/tokyo-girls-and-teriyaki-boyz.html' title='Tokyo Girls (and Teriyaki Boyz)'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115833223433432151</id><published>2006-09-15T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T23:08:16.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength</title><content type='html'>The title explains it all. Not only physical strength but also emotional and spiritual. Have I been weak lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what is the real sign of tears? Weakness? I do not think so. Man believe that it is sort of like... a way to show people that you are defeated. I know... it is a strength. The courage and bravery to let out your true feelings is a positive sign. A sign of triumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spiritual weakness. I try to be good, but it is hard. I try to stay under my shelter of strength, virtue and integrity. I am very active in church and I love to be. Now I surprised myself! I woke up. I saw that my youthful innocence has sort of... it... sort of went the wrong way. But it is not too late! I saw that I can still stay pure and righteous. I have my ring to remind me. I wear it everywhere. I sing the beautiful song... "Rise Above." You may not know it, but it's my life theme song. And it will go on forever and ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way. The Tuesday Guy is very nice to me. He shows concern when I'm sad. Even though you are not reading this, thank you for the comfort. I am really glad that he became my classmate. I'm getting closer to him. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Helyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. I want to say sorry for all of those I have done any wrong, and thank you all for the friendship. Thanks. For the comfort you give me when I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not wait for the end of the world to say how much we love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this will give you food for thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115833223433432151?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115833223433432151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115833223433432151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115833223433432151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115833223433432151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/09/strength.html' title='Strength'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115824353261021356</id><published>2006-09-14T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:18:52.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Ribbons</title><content type='html'>I like my blue stuff. Dark blue ribbons and blue bags. Blue file cases and blue cellphone casings. Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue can mean "sad" I like the meaning "honest." So true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want a blue necktie and a real blue ribbon that I can actually tie on my hair (like the pink ribbon that was wrapped around the wrapper of the birthday gift, but is lost now, alas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bluuuue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry kung bitin na naman yung post, alanganin eh, kasi nagmamadali po yung ate ko!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115824353261021356?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115824353261021356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115824353261021356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115824353261021356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115824353261021356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/09/blue-ribbons.html' title='Blue Ribbons'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115799282563649767</id><published>2006-09-12T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T02:22:27.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah... It's Over! (Fourteen Years.)</title><content type='html'>Awwww... I haven't even posted on the birthday itself. Kasi... antagal nila sa computer! Grrr.... Wah! But I'll relate the events of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, started off... got up past 5. My sister made a me a BIG poster of "Happy 14th Birthday Meg!" blah blah blah. She even put the Chinese happy birthday (what is it again?) and highlighted the letters in green highlighter. Well, my favorite color is green forever, you know that, men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, nakakainis talaga dahil we have to hold the opening program of Science Month in the crummy AVR (whoopsie, masikip talaga!!! If it was in PSHS we would have held it in the hot but WIDE gym). Argh, totally bored. Tapos napalayo pa yung boy classmates namin (bad luck, kid, but what do I care?)... I liked the first dance, the fourth years, "Walk to the Top" or something. I loved the interpretative dance of the third years of course, when I just first saw it, not because they won first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Forward, forward na natin like a remote control!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So Mr. Tuesday guy is so nice to me. I like him so much. Well, I want to be close to him, you know, as in CLOSE FRIEND, because he's somewhere near me now. (Actually I'm the one that's near.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. I hate the day, so I just want to go the evening part. Went out to dinner... um, KFC (masaya na ako dun, kahit na yung sisters ko this year kumain kami sa Yoshinoya and Teriyaki Boy). Of course, the "traditional" Red Ribbon cake. I picked a Chocolate Mousse one, since my sisters had Choco-Strawberry Torte (?) and Black Forest. Well... my presents are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book the Sixth sa A Series of Unfortunate Events (I love you, Duncan Quagmire!)&lt;br /&gt;Quadruple (Haha. Set of Scriptures, in case you do not know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who greeted! Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Date A Japanese Guy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whichforeignguyshouldyoudatequiz/japan.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an interesting blend of traditonal and modern&lt;br /&gt;And a Japanese guy is likely to be on your wavelength&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll show your love by dying your hair the same color&lt;br /&gt;Or get married in a traditional white kimono!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whichforeignguyshouldyoudatequiz/"&gt;Which Foreign Guy Should You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? I was right about the cute Japanese boys. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115799282563649767?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115799282563649767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115799282563649767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115799282563649767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115799282563649767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/09/wah-its-over-fourteen-years.html' title='Wah... It&apos;s Over! (Fourteen Years.)'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115752677714922199</id><published>2006-09-06T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T22:15:09.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of News</title><content type='html'>I mean, "news." News as in balita ba? Pwede rin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So there is a Monday guy, di ba? There is also ______, as mentioned from last post. Let's call him... um... Saturday guy. There is another guy, still!!! We could call him Tuesday guy, though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are different people. There is even a Sunday guy. Confusing, seeing as I like a lot if people. Let's see their status with 'em... Ano ba 'yan, ang daming tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunday guy - confirmed. He has said... (Clue: three words.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monday guy - not sure, not too much possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tuesday guy - very thin chance, as everyone knows he likes someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturday guy - not sure, but a lot of possibility &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Okay... this is getting really bad. Too many, I say. Of course, we might pick the Sunday man, but Saturday has something... that is not in these other guys, that I require in order to marry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaah! Well, Helyon! What do I know about marrying? I have a mature mind, so I tend to plan things way ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, wait! Not even marrying, but this requirement is also needed to have a relationship with him. Well, actually i have the choice, but choose to require it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... gift ko, ha? I'll be turning 14 in 5 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Level is: 67%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howpowerfulareyouquiz/power-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a very powerful person, and you know that all of your power comes from within.&lt;br /&gt;Keep on doing what you're doing, and you'll reach your goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howpowerfulareyouquiz/"&gt;How Powerful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Go For Brains!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/doyougoforbrainsorbodyquiz/brains.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want a guy with a big... brain.&lt;br /&gt;And of course it would be nice if he were a total hottie, but you're not counting on it.&lt;br /&gt;What's on the inside is what counts for you. (Besides, you can always change the outside later!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/doyougoforbrainsorbodyquiz/"&gt;Do You Go For Brains or Body?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115752677714922199?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115752677714922199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115752677714922199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115752677714922199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115752677714922199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/09/lots-of-news.html' title='Lots of News'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115718674249611241</id><published>2006-09-02T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T16:45:42.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Meeting</title><content type='html'>I posted something like this in my Quizilla account. But since this is more visited than my journal there... I'm posting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what happened last night!!! I saw &lt;em&gt;him...&lt;/em&gt;when I didn't expect him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was in his school uniform, with some guys. I immediately noticed him as he passed by. I couldn't miss the face! Plus, he was talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what he was actually saying because I was too stunned. Good thing he didn't see me looking at him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... I had said aloud, "Uy, si ______!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he was so far away from where I was. What I was shocked to see that he was just somewhere near, looking my way. Whoopsie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he hear what I said? Yung mga kasama ko hindi yata siya napansin, kasi maraming tao eh. But as he was walking away he kept shooting glances at us, maybe wondering why we were there! I was super scared.(So we're actually the ones not supposed to be there. but I just didn't know that his school was near that place.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he disappeared... he left a question in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible that he feels the same way? *Shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! My birthday is 9 (nine!) days away na lang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you. Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours faithfully, Helyon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115718674249611241?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115718674249611241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115718674249611241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115718674249611241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115718674249611241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/09/unexpected-meeting.html' title='Unexpected Meeting'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115704009249082014</id><published>2006-08-31T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T01:44:10.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings!</title><content type='html'>I'm writing because this is the last day of August. This means a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It's the end of summer. (Autumn is beginning!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Ber months are to begin too! (Christmas countdown!)&lt;br /&gt;3. My birthday is 11 days away!!!&lt;br /&gt;4. More people's birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I was really freaking pissed. *Deep breath* Luckily, I was able to let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just typing the research work sa Filipino... I just started kaninang mga 8 o'clock! Whoa! There are 8 pages! HOLD ON! Not to panic about, for I am nearly done! Heheh! (Bilis mag-type, 'no?) Shut up, ang yabang naman nun. Sorry po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More accomplishments! Nagiging ok na ako sa Algerbra! Heheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, don't forget my gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fill-in:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just go this from Quizilla. Just part of a result... but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Third Year: This year, you made the team as a beater, and enjoyed the life as a House teammate. In your first game against Gryffindor, the cute Keeper caught your eye. Oliver Wood soon became your huge crush, and day and night you would dream about that handsome Scot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In one of the last games of the season, you were so distracted that you whacked a stray beater directly at Oliver, something that you had vowed not to do all year. Oliver ended up with a couple broken ribs and nose, and was sent to the hospital wing for a long time.During that time, you plucked up the courage to go visit him, and apologize. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As you walked into the Hospital Wing, you quickly noticed his lanky figure on the cot nearest to the door. Still in your Hufflepuff robes, you rushed over to him just as he opened his eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You?" he asked in disbelief, and tried to sit up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No, no. I'm sorry, Wood. It- - - "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hey, you're a beater. It's your job." Oliver flashed his sweet, determined smile at you and your insides melted once more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Still, I feel really bad about it. Is there anything that I can do?" you asked nervously, twisting a strand of hair around your finger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You know, you're pretty good," he mumbled, ignoring your question for the time being. "How long have you played Quidditch?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Just two years. Why?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You're amazing," he answered, and you blushed. "Thanks," you answered shyly, and left him in the Hospital Wing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two weeks later, you were wandering in the halls, singing to yourself, when an arm grabbed you. Shrieking and dropping your books, you looked up in the face of none other than Oliver Wood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"H-hi, Wood," you stuttered, trying to pick up your textbooks while still maintaining eye contact. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He bent down and helped you, grinning at you the whole time. "Call me Oliver, won't you?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"S-sure."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Listen, I was thinking about what you said to me two weeks ago."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You said if there was anything you could do for me. Well there is." Oliver walked down the hall towards the Hufflepuff dorms with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Okay. . . what?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Can you meet me in the Entrance Hall after dinner?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Sure." You walked into the Hufflepuff Common Room, leaving him behind, your heart beating wildly inside. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hey," you called out in the dusky Entrance Hall. You wore an old hooded sweater and jeans, slightly worn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; A figure stepped out, which you recognized immediately. "Hello. Care to join me for a ride?" Oliver asked, walking towards you. In his hand was his prized broom, gleaming with new polish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But I dont have my broom!" You answered, falling into step with him. He led you out a different passageway that opened up immediately to the Quidditch Pitch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"That's the point. We share," he whispered, lifting you up onto his broom and then mounting it himself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You two took a long, moonlit ride for hours, hovering over the Hogwarts grounds and the lake, just talking about regular things. You discovered that he was a very nice guy, although sometimes got carried away with his ambitions.Like all things, the dreamy ride came to an end. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;However, Oliver didn't seem to make any move to leave the Quidditch Pitch, and ended up admitting his feelings for you and how he had noticed you from the day you played against him in Quidditch. You were happy beyond belief, and awarded him with a small, dainty kiss. Then you both had to return to your dorms, and soon became a couple the next day. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Both of you were happy with the relationship, and stayed together the whole year. On the last day of school, you had to bid a tearful good bye to your sweet Keeper, and promised to keep in touch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaayyyy! I just love it so much! It left me pink in the cheeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115704009249082014?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115704009249082014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115704009249082014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115704009249082014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115704009249082014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings!'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115685587312663902</id><published>2006-08-29T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T20:51:13.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Sufferings</title><content type='html'>Every weekday, rather. I suffer from common sufferings. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I am very sad because of all of these emotional and physical troubles. *Sigh* Napapagod na ako. I'm going down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super exhausted. Oh why do I talk about these stupid things? I'm ruining your day, pardon me. 'Sensiya, talagang ganito ako eh. Okay, happy things naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... ewan ko eh. Masyado akong D-E-P-R-E-S-S-E-D. Um, brighten up my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Listen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is on the 11th. I accept gifts. Heehee, thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115685587312663902?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115685587312663902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115685587312663902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115685587312663902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115685587312663902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/08/daily-sufferings.html' title='Daily Sufferings'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115675841383236690</id><published>2006-08-28T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T20:40:17.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Good Monday</title><content type='html'>Hooray! Scriptorian ako! Nasa Top 3 pa! Wahahaha!!! I'm so happy! Just soooo happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, kanina, first place section namin sa Sabayang Pagbigkas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these are two achievements, stuff. I hate Mondays, remember? But I like today. A big load has been taken off me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday was another super dee duper day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... The pleasures of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more Pokemon now. Just wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115675841383236690?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115675841383236690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115675841383236690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115675841383236690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115675841383236690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/08/first-good-monday.html' title='The First Good Monday'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115651228323706606</id><published>2006-08-25T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T21:24:44.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Squirty and Co.</title><content type='html'>I just made another account in the Pokemon Crater Website. I just started. My brother is super addicted. He's got 60 more or less Pokemon already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I evolved my Squirtle. Hindi na tuloy siya cute. Ang cute talaga eh. Okay lang naman yung Wartortle pero cuuuuuuuuuute talaga yung nauna, with a capital C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I have 5 Pokemon, maybe mamaya marami na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, what am I doing now... I'm doing more research tungkol kay Oliver, I mean, Sean. And I'm kind of feeling weird because Mr. Monday Guy is far from my seat now. Hmmm... hindi ko na tuloy siya nakakausap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. I would like to say something about our Geometry presentation yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course our group is good! It's just that... pakiramdam ko iyon na ang pinaka-nakahihiyang bagay na nagawa ko sa buong buhay ko! Kasi naman, ako pa yung huli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entrance sa aking solo sequence. Detalyado ito.&lt;br /&gt;Yung song ko kasi ay may problem sa na-burn na CD. So, I taught Joyce the technique, forward yung track na iyon. Joyce announced the introduction, "And last but not the least..." stuff like that. I sucked in air as I looked down on the path of my three to five minutes of fame. Soon, I heard the music start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah! I like my song because it's the girly pop kind. My entrance was weird, I was doing some sort of dance. Okay, so like my other groupmates... nasigawan, nahiyawan. But then... I spotted a straight face in the crowd. *sigh* Of course it was Miss Snaky. Oh well. Then I signalled Joyce na hinaan na yung music. I started to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't want to put here what I said, but I say that Ms. Balanay has this weord, questioning look on her face while I did the speech. Sheesh. Okay, exit na, Helyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew. Okay, thank you gain for reading. I have lots of new visitors on my blog, and my heart is overflowing with joy. Thank you po!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115651228323706606?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115651228323706606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115651228323706606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115651228323706606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115651228323706606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/08/little-squirty-and-co.html' title='Little Squirty and Co.'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115634774814706805</id><published>2006-08-23T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T23:42:28.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oliver!</title><content type='html'>How I jitter whenever I hear or read the name. Well... I like Oliver Wood. Actually Sean Biggerstaff, the one who played the character. Ah. Just the Perfect Tense Re-test in English, Test I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Oliver (find, not) the perfect girl yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... and that was just recently. Hehehe. I know it's the guy from II-A but I can't help thinking about the cute Keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other Olivers in my life. There's the boy named (he's actually nameless) Oliver Twist. Just the other day, pauwi sa jeep, there was this scary man sitting across me and he did something like, you know, Oliver, Master Charley Bates, and Dick. (This might not be clear to most of you, because it's a very very censored thing my green-minded classmates thought of. But I don't want to tell you.) Anyway I was scared. Yuck!!! Someone! Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just remembered Oliver again. So I sang, "Oliver, Oliver!" and the other songs from the movie &lt;em&gt;Oliver! &lt;/em&gt;(a musical) like "Consider Yourself," "Where is Love", "Oompapa, Oompapa," and my favorite (but my classmates made a gross version again...) "I'll Do Anything For You" chorva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to take my quizzes at Quizilla! Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115634774814706805?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115634774814706805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115634774814706805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115634774814706805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115634774814706805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/08/oliver.html' title='Oliver!'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115590416614566943</id><published>2006-08-18T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T08:36:40.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>European Touches</title><content type='html'>I am European. Yes, I come from the Philippines, but I say that I'm a total Western girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come from four European nationalities. Four war-freak countries. Four countries that have changed the course of century over the years. Four places you have read about. But... how did you come from that, Helyon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the proof is very clear. You have seen it, but not noticed it too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see... &lt;em&gt;it's all in my name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, yes! Let me show you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Margaux- FRENCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Alyssa- ENGLISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ruivivar- PORTUGUESE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nuñez- SPANISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;French&lt;/span&gt; vs. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;, Hundred Years' War and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Portuguese&lt;/span&gt; vs. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; in world colonization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascinating, di ba? Mag-aral na tayo ng History...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;UPDATES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Monday Guy in previous post? Well... kanina... bago mag Business Math... he asked to to sing and I asked "Bakit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Basta..." was his reply. I shrugged, but I did anyway. And the expression on his face was &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;dreamy&lt;/span&gt; while I sang. Weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115590416614566943?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115590416614566943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115590416614566943&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115590416614566943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115590416614566943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/08/european-touches.html' title='European Touches'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13766371.post-115579929677078151</id><published>2006-08-17T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T15:21:36.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meltdown!</title><content type='html'>Sigh, maybe it should be "Total Embarrassment." I am way freakin' embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of things you can connect with the word "Melted." Melted chocolate, melted ice cream, melted cheese, melted ice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's me. The small ice cube. It melted. How? It started... um, nung Monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geometry. He borrowed my red pen. Gave me the most disarming smile ever. I would never forget that; I could still picture it in my little head. The ice cube melted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos umuulan nung araw na yun... hindi pa raw siya umuwi agad, kasi nga po umuulan... So I went down with my classmates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nauna pa siyang umuwi sa kin... Nung dumaan siya, he smiled... "Uy!" and slapped me on the back as he walked passed. Left me open-mouthed. Then left me worried, nagpaulan kasi. Melted again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, miracle of miracles, later that day... nagtext naman si James Chan. (What the--?) Well I have learned na ang crush niya raw si Celina Gonzalez, my love. How could he text me when he's... over my love. My love... But I guess her heart is still mine. Despite that, I melted some more. Some people know the four-month period of... um, basta magical four-month period. November to February, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day, si Jonats naman, nagtext din. Why are they doing this? Miss me? Maybe. Melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's been regular... the good night texts ni Kuya Richard. (Hmmmm...) Melt, I say. Water na ako, liquid form na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday... when I learned that the guy who started all of this melting (Monday guy) has a weird liking for another person I find nice but I barely know... a flame ignited from somewhere and I evaporated. What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I leave you to the mystery of the "Evaporated Ice." Yesterday first stipend day ko... and it went okay. Kaya lang, my spirits were dampened by that stupid "Monday guy". Huh. I hate him, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you lots, and please comment. *Mwah.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13766371-115579929677078151?l=greenearthqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115579929677078151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13766371&amp;postID=115579929677078151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115579929677078151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13766371/posts/default/115579929677078151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenearthqueen.blogspot.com/2006/08/meltdown.html' title='Meltdown!'/><author><name>Meggie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJS9XOfLbsY/S0cvhOLCgvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PL_BoLTXsKw/S220/spoiled+princess.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
