<?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-2654161918349172913</id><updated>2012-02-02T01:23:19.792-08:00</updated><category term='sad'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='death'/><category term='loss'/><category term='NEWYEAR'/><category term='last days'/><category term='bye first sem'/><category term='Q'/><category term='PERSONAL'/><category term='wtf'/><category term='senior dilemma'/><category term='MONEY.'/><category term='summer'/><category term='venus raj'/><category term='congrats. :)'/><category term='movie buff'/><category term='shop'/><category term='Prelims'/><category term='uniform'/><category term='card giving'/><category 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term='life'/><category term='PASKUHAN'/><category term='wishlist'/><category term='click'/><category term='parents'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='luho'/><category term='retreat'/><category term='random stuff'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='HOLIDAYS'/><category term='CA3'/><category term='CDC'/><title type='text'>Penny Lane</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>214</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-5124425716683684011</id><published>2012-01-28T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T02:36:09.614-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quadricentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>Too much festivities.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This week was sooo jampacked! UST celebrated the closing of 400 years, that's why. :)  I feel really happy because I'm lucky to be part of these celebrations.  We've seen not just the opening but we've been there the whole time the university was celebrating. So yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last Jan. 25, an activity entitled &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Velada Tomasina&lt;/i&gt; was held.  Everyone was asked to wear Period costumes and if there's none, we could wear Filipinianas.  I really panicked a day before because we were not really sure if AB was required to wear costumes.  Thank God I have a friend who still has her Filipiniana.  &lt;i&gt;Grabe! &lt;/i&gt;Everyone looked so pretty the day after.  Ladies in Filipiniana, security guards looked like &lt;i&gt;Guardia Civils&lt;/i&gt; of the 19th century, men who looked like &lt;i&gt;ilustrados&lt;/i&gt;. It was really fun.  I really am glad that my mom won a camera. HAHA! Everything was picture op! I even went overboard and used &lt;i&gt;sepia mode&lt;/i&gt;. HAHA!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;January 27 &lt;/b&gt; was unfortunately, &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; a class day.  It depended on the professor if class would still continue.  &lt;b&gt;Cheermania&lt;/b&gt; on the morning. AB WON 1ST RUNNER UPPP~ I have friends in AB Synergy and I'm so proud of themmmm~ *hugs* Champion was still &lt;b&gt;Commerce, &lt;/b&gt;their performace was just so... awesome. -.- Swear.  There was also the Quadri Fiesta in the evening.  FREE FOOOOD~ Chooks and Lechon again.  We just bought rice in Red Cinnamon and voila! We  were so full. Even though they gave smaller proportions this time.  After that we went straight to the field for the concert.  The concert was a bit bland. :|  The transitions were too slow.  But I have to say that set-up for the grandstand was awesome. &lt;b&gt; I HEARD ZIA QUIZON LIIVEEEE&lt;/b&gt;!~ And her voice was...UGGGH. I was so envious. :| It was too good.   We left around 11PM.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say that fireworks?  Are more awesome in UST.  It's just sad that I wasn't able to see the whoooole pyromusical.  We were at the QPark &lt;i&gt;na kase&lt;/i&gt; waiting for the free food. AHAHA! I even heard a guy waiting in the line say: &lt;i&gt;This food is not worth it&lt;/i&gt;. You know what, it still is! HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-5124425716683684011?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/5124425716683684011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=5124425716683684011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5124425716683684011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5124425716683684011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2012/01/too-much-festivities.html' title='Too much festivities.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-8050804106201913101</id><published>2012-01-22T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T18:30:08.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quadricentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>I saw the sun rising in the East.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zcL8zrkBpVQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Her voice is too good. I fell inlove with THIS song which is originally sung by Jason Mraz and THIS cover by Christina Grimmie.  Her voice just gave me goosebumps. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I is envious&lt;/b&gt;.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In other news, results of the Prelims Exams might come out this week and I'm praying so hard that I pass everything. :( &lt;i&gt;Especially RC. Repeat 100x&lt;/i&gt;. AND, this week there will be another Universtiy Fair! It will be for the closing of the Quadricentennial year and the opening of the 5th century of UST, I guess. &lt;i&gt;Does that even make sense? =)) &lt;/i&gt;Get this, on Wednesday, they have this activity called &lt;i&gt;Velada Tomasina&lt;/i&gt; wherein students and personnel will dress up in Period Costumes.  It's just encouraged though.  &lt;i&gt;Thank God because I don't know where I'll get a costume if ever it was recquired. :/ &lt;/i&gt;Then there will be the &lt;i&gt;40,000 voices &lt;/i&gt;on the 27th and another concert! OYEA. \m/ Looking forward to this. :&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYONE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-8050804106201913101?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/8050804106201913101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=8050804106201913101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8050804106201913101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8050804106201913101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-saw-sun-rising-in-east.html' title='I saw the sun rising in the East.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zcL8zrkBpVQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-1959381416718658437</id><published>2012-01-01T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T05:52:51.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEWYEAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Start the year right!</title><content type='html'>No.  I won't jot down my new year's resolution this year.  Why?  Because I always end up NOT doing them.  Which is not good. &lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Sabi nga nila, 'word without actions are empty', kaya ang mga resolutions ginagawa, hindi lang nililista.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt; I don't know what came over me but I wrote that line and made it as my status in FB.  Just stating the obvious, I guess.  These things are easier said than done, now the real challenge is to turn it the other way around! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I plan to write more short stories, to expand my horizon and to finish the ones I already started.  I'm not the OMG-you're-a-genius type of writer but still I like squeezing those creative juices every once in a while, &lt;i&gt;just for them to not run dry. ;)&lt;/i&gt;  I'll let OTHER people read it, I swear I'm shy when it comes to other people reading my works.  I guess I'm just scared &lt;i&gt;na&lt;/i&gt; they might not like it. &lt;i&gt;I'm sorry I have this very bad habit of 'trying to please people'. I hate it sometimes. :( &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEXT PLAN! Pursue ART! =))))) Seriously! They say that Passion and Practice are needed in this field.  I guess they forgot a vital ingredient in this recipe, and it is: SKILL. Something which I unfortunately, don't have. :))  I'm a &lt;i&gt;frustrated&lt;/i&gt; artist, remember? Well, I could doodle, BAH. Does that even count? =)) But seriously, I would love to try &lt;i&gt;painting&lt;/i&gt;. I love the mixture of colors and the effects of the shades. &amp;lt;3  Photography is connected with art right? So, I'll try taking shots using my Powershot. Nah, it's no SLR, but remember what they say: it's all about the photographer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;RF: I really want to be a freelance photographer and events planner someday. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear reader, those two are my plans for this year.  They are both ACHIEVABLE so I should accomplish both... or even just one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2012.  Such a controversial year.  According to the &lt;i&gt;Mayan Calendar&lt;/i&gt;, this is the year where in all this is going to END. Whether this is true or not, I do not know.  We should always remember to treasure everything we have and  LIVE EVERY MOMENT because there will be no repeats or rewind,  so whatever happens in the end we wouldn't be sulking in a corner, thinking about &lt;i&gt;what ifs'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-1959381416718658437?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/1959381416718658437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=1959381416718658437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/1959381416718658437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/1959381416718658437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2012/01/start-year-right.html' title='Start the year right!'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7271056049778359076</id><published>2011-12-30T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T05:29:16.535-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='textheavy'/><title type='text'>A year older.</title><content type='html'>I missed this. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed the feeling of writing whatever because people who know me personally wouldn't be able to read it since not everyone knows I post stuff here. I miss pouring my heart out in every post. This year I learned the art of using a planner. HAHA! &lt;i&gt;Thank my blockmates for this&lt;/i&gt;. I've been more organized and I seldom forget things &lt;i&gt;na.&lt;/i&gt; THANK GOOOODDD! But that's not all, my planner also became a diary/ journal.  That't why I seldom post, because I was too lazy to go online and log in to blogspot to type whatever I want to say.  OT: I'm inlove with POST - ITSSSS and COLORED PENSSS! =)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh.  The year is about to end, we're only a day away from year 2012.  A lot has happened, oh yes. Both good and bad, but these things shaped us to become who we are today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, I turned 18 yesterday.  And no, I didn't hold a party just like the others. Why? Well for me, it not practical. To spend 100 thouPHP for just a night, FOR ONE FREAKING NIGHT, it's not worth it.  I'd rather ask them to buy me an SLR. ;) But ofcourse, &lt;b&gt;that's just me.&lt;/b&gt; Well, I spent it with my family in Music 21.  It's a KTV Bar in Malate.  We spent 3 hours singing karaoke, babbbyy! It was so fun! I couldn't ask for a better way to celebrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm very thankful for having such an AWESOME family.  Actually, I'm very thankful for A LOT of things.  Being able to wake up every morning, the friends that I've gained, the love that I feel, the people around me.  I'm very thankful that the Lord has given so much even if I know that I deserve less. &lt;b&gt; God is forever SUPERB,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, let's welcome 2012 with  a BAAAAANNNGGG! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7271056049778359076?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7271056049778359076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7271056049778359076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7271056049778359076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7271056049778359076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/12/year-older.html' title='A year older.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-3414683908385355329</id><published>2011-10-01T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T23:58:19.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CA3'/><title type='text'>We did good.  And I'm fine with that,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_8860.jpg" width="600&amp;quot;" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I haven't updated for ...a month. A whole month.  HAHA! So, what have I been doing for the past month or so?  Well.  The picture above says it all. All CASAns sophomores  were stressed due to an event called MarkStrat.  Markstrat is the culminating event for our major BA5 or Marketing Principle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To give you a background, every team would be given an account, ours for example is NikNok Manok (P.Noval Branch), then the class should think of strategies on how are they going to help the account to boost their sales.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;CA1 run with all 3 major awards. :) Their account was KFC, they did SOOO well.  But, I'm still proud of &lt;b&gt;CA.TRES!&lt;/b&gt; WE DID GOOOOOOOD. *musictomyears*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-3414683908385355329?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/3414683908385355329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=3414683908385355329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3414683908385355329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3414683908385355329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-did-good-and-im-fine-with-that.html' title='We did good.  And I&apos;m fine with that,'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-2664941081138423289</id><published>2011-08-13T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T06:53:58.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preliminary Exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CA3'/><title type='text'>I believe I've been awesome this week.</title><content type='html'>...I deserve a pat on the back. :P  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So guyssss, how's life? HAHAHA &amp;lt;-- I've been using that line too much because of my blockmate.  She's so cute. Anyway.  In other news: PRELIMINARY EXAMS are now OVERRRR. Hell yes.  I'm sorry for not updating this for like, a month or so.  I've been busy.  I conclude that the higher your year level is the lesser amount of sleep you get. Ohmaaaii~ I'm only a sophomore and I get to sleep for like 3 hours what more if I'm a Junior with TV Prod and other majors? Only the other night I slept at 4.30AM. -.- I was dozing off when my mom opened my door and asked me if I already slept. &lt;i&gt;Blame my major subject for this.  &lt;/i&gt;:|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just hope I pass everything. I seriously don't like the feeling of failing. I mean, who does?  And for now, I'll be leaving you guys with a picture of me wearing an awkward smile, picture was taken during Jona's debut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/251494_2193385947854_1043312335_2628761_8297469_n.jpg?&amp;lt;/img" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;..and yes, I will never be thin.  It's in my built, I guess. Boohoo.  But who cares?  I love food more than I love SOME people. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-2664941081138423289?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/2664941081138423289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=2664941081138423289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2664941081138423289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2664941081138423289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-believe-ive-been-awesome-this-week.html' title='I believe I&apos;ve been awesome this week.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-5475735755103461675</id><published>2011-07-22T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T08:51:31.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highschool'/><title type='text'>Nostalgic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Highschool Memories is and will always be nostlagic.&lt;/i&gt; I posted this line as my status in FB.  It all started when a 4th year student PMed me.  I was in 3rd year when I met her and her classmates, and it was because of my council duties. :/ Anywayss back to subject, now that I'm on my 2nd year in college, she and her batchmates are now HS Seniors, she PMed me and asked for some advice.  She asked &lt;i&gt;kung mahirap daw ba yung USTET, kung yung ganitong course daw ba quota,&lt;/i&gt; then she asked &lt;i&gt;"gaano po ba kahirap ang college?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And this is what I replied: &lt;i&gt;"Mahirap ang college, kasing hirap ng HS. Kailangan mong mageffort para pumasa. Yung mga prof, hindi ko makikilala.  Pero masaya din ang college, kasing saya ng HS lalo na pag tapos na yung 'adjustment period' mo.  Mahirap na masaya."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was in 4th year, I wanted to go to college so bad na, kase the same monotonous cycle of HS began to bore me , so I said.  I want to try something new, feel something, be in some place different, study in a school where in I don't know anybody and no body knows me.  Time flew and graduation came,  and I ... cried.  Because I was 100% sure that I was going to miss everything.  The teachers, the morning bell, the Alma Mater Hymn, my classmates, morning masses, EVERYTHING.  I cried because I knew that  I wouldn't be able to reverse time and do everything again.  I knew that the only possible way in which I could relive those memories are through browsing pictures.  &lt;i&gt;Nothing more, nothing less.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Highschool brings back A LOT of good memories.  I've met LOOAAADS of awesome people, I learned TOOOONS ffrom the best teachers.  But just like many other things in the world,  highschool ended, chapter closed and it IS AWESOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cue tear-jerker song here:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D7Pk9scvhrg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-5475735755103461675?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/5475735755103461675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=5475735755103461675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5475735755103461675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5475735755103461675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/07/nostalgic.html' title='Nostalgic.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/D7Pk9scvhrg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-8383412686810172163</id><published>2011-06-23T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T20:27:25.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>Pumapatak nanaman ang ulan sa bubong ng bahay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been raining non stop since yesterday.  Classes were suspended today, TAKE NOTE! not because of the typhoon but because it's Manila Day! I haven't updated this one for quite some times because as we all know, school is already starting so, I don't have the leisure to just sit down and rant &lt;i&gt;even though&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;i miss it badly.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Long weekend ahead, which is a good things because I have to do a 'I-have-no-idea-how-to-start' market yourself video assignment for BA5.  I hope the rain continues, not this strong though. But still. HAHA!  Random update is random. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-8383412686810172163?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/8383412686810172163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=8383412686810172163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8383412686810172163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8383412686810172163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/06/pumapatak-nanaman-ang-ulan-sa-bubong-ng.html' title='Pumapatak nanaman ang ulan sa bubong ng bahay.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-8079698570529693096</id><published>2011-06-11T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T01:38:13.006-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CA3'/><title type='text'>To start with,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The fact that I'm now a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sophomore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; student is not yet sinking.  I feel different whenever my classes end at 11AM or 1PM or when I see first year students waiting for our class to finish inorder for them to enter the room.  To tell you honestly, I felt a bit old. I know I'm too young to say such stuff but still.  Classes started around June 7 but I went to UST on the 6th because we were assigned by the president to fix the org's bulletin board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0669-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/Photo0669-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's the board. MAAAN, making it was so hard especially covering up the lettering with glitters. We bought supplies at Asturias and thank God the have almost everything.  We started making it around 12 o' clock and we finished it at around 6. 6 &lt;i&gt;freakin'&lt;/i&gt; hours, but it's okay. I had fun. UST was full of anxious students with their parents that day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;June 7, was class day.  The sad thing was CA sophomores' classes start at 7. So yea. This week was fun and somewhat tiring.  It's just the sart of the term but I'm &lt;i&gt;freakin;&lt;/i&gt; tired always, maybe because of org meetings and add the fact that CA3 elected me as the class secretary. Hassle! Professors want seatplans. :( Downside. Btw, the PA system works na! So, yea. Angelus every 12 and 6 then we now have the 3 o' clock prayer.  Mayyeng and I will lead the angelus on Fridays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS. Handball is my P.E and my schedule sucks a bit. I have to wait for 4 hours.  It's on Friday at 3-5.  Mayyeng is also my PE buddy! :"&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, 1 week down and A LOOOOT more to go. &lt;i&gt;siiiigh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-8079698570529693096?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/8079698570529693096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=8079698570529693096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8079698570529693096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8079698570529693096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/06/to-start-with.html' title='To start with,'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-3433627464068297930</id><published>2011-04-28T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T21:01:59.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HP7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ending'/><title type='text'>The conclusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mObK5XD8udk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh gawdddd. I can't even.  After 10 years, it's about to come to an end.  10 years passed by too fast, seems like yesterday we were in the cinema watching the very first.  I looooved the 7th book especially Snape's chapter. But wait, what's with Haryy and Voldy jumping together off the cliff thing?  &lt;i&gt;Wala naman yun sa libro diba? D:&lt;/i&gt; Still can't wait for Mrs. Weasley's : "Bitch, that's my daughter!" scene. MEHEHE~  I cannot waiiiiiit.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear July 15, you are already marked.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-3433627464068297930?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/3433627464068297930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=3433627464068297930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3433627464068297930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3433627464068297930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/04/conclusion.html' title='The conclusion'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mObK5XD8udk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-4302765474242814283</id><published>2011-04-13T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T17:44:53.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASDFGH'/><title type='text'>Summer Bummer.</title><content type='html'>No blogger. I'm not neglecting you.  I just have this feeling that if I post something in here it should be... nice. No, nice is not the word. Erm. Appropriate maybe? =)) So What's up? Nothing's up. Nothing interesting is happening. No parties, no outing. None. Nada. So you ask me how do I get by this kind of summer? I don't really know.  I don't have something to look forward to, except those debuts that may or will happen on May but I'm not sure to if they are going to allot me to go. ASDFGHJKL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning my mom waked the whole street because of screams. Apparantly there was a burglar lurking on our terrace. &lt;i&gt;And up to now, I still don't know how the man escaped. &lt;/i&gt; The man was looking for something to get(uhm, duh?) but unfortunately, my mom noticed his hand then she started screaming "Magnanakaw."  The thing aboutt our house was it is too 'thief friendly'. I don't know if there is a word such as that but yeah.  This is not the first time and I could go on but I'm running out of words to describe those incidents. &amp;gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a nonesense update. OHBTW. Sometime ago my mom bought a new phone because she said that her Samsung is so hard to use, so the old samsung phone landed to me. PWEEHEHE.  I'm still in need of a camera tho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enrollment is on May 31, Classes start on June 6. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, that's early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-4302765474242814283?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/4302765474242814283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=4302765474242814283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4302765474242814283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4302765474242814283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/04/summer-bummer.html' title='Summer Bummer.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-8254540511679910355</id><published>2011-03-29T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T18:05:14.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Happy graduates, raise your voices.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Congratulations batch 2011&lt;/b&gt;.  Today was Pauleen's graduation. So she's graduating from nursery and next year she'll be enrolling for kindergarten.  They asked me to shoot pictures during the ceremony, and I said it wasokay since I have nothing to do.  Used my parent's camera since mine is still broken. :( Poor thing, but I'm planning on replacin it. HAHA. &lt;i&gt;ipon ipon, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_1212-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_1158-1.jpg?" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_1229-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_1266-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry for blurry pictures.  I haz to zoom it pa tapos the place is kind off dark and I'm pasmado. HAHA! I seriously need a camera, slr or P&amp;amp;S, idgaf. &lt;i&gt;I just need one. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-8254540511679910355?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/8254540511679910355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=8254540511679910355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8254540511679910355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8254540511679910355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-graduates-raise-your-voices.html' title='Happy graduates, raise your voices.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-1738049656655992233</id><published>2011-03-25T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T05:22:36.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CA3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bye first sem'/><title type='text'>YESSS, I'm done with the stress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last day.  Last day of being 1CA3. Im sorry if I wasn't able to update this blog.  I've been kind of busy; projects, quizzes, name it, I think we've done it.  All the stress the past 2 weeks gave me, &lt;i&gt;ugh.&lt;/i&gt;  But that's okaaaay, because today is the last day of examinations and the last day of the second semester. WOHOOOO. Summer agaiiiin. *banana dance*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;College.  How do I define college?  I guess, it is a training ground wherein they teach students how to maximize their skills and improve their talents inorder for them to be prepared before chasing their dreams.  College is no joke.  There are strict professors ad late night studying and advance reading.   You need to cope with the &lt;b&gt;pressure and the stress&lt;/b&gt;. And the person who can give the biggest pressure ever is YOURSELF.  I  enjoyed my first 2 semesters in college.  I think it was also timely since the University is celebrating her 400th year, &lt;i&gt;imbued with unending grace&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have no plans for the summers. OOPS. Scratch that.  We have n plans for the summer.  Wish we do.  I miss swimming and the BEACH so much. I miss, I miss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grades will be out on April 2. *crossing fingers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SIEYTREE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'CA3 2014 ;&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2CA3 na next yearrrrr, hopefully.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DUNDUNDUNDUNNN.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*shoot7AMclasses*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-1738049656655992233?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/1738049656655992233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=1738049656655992233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/1738049656655992233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/1738049656655992233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/03/yesss-im-done-with-stress.html' title='YESSS, I&apos;m done with the stress.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-4590814455461278301</id><published>2011-03-09T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T05:05:56.638-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><title type='text'>I'm so tired I could sleep for a year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm in need of time. I seriously feel like, time is slipping upon my hands like water dripping.  Finals are in 2 weeks.  Socio Paper is due next week.  The 'Dead Stars' presentation is next week.  Exams for English and CWG are moved, &lt;b&gt;NEXT WEEK IS FREAKIIING HELL&lt;/b&gt;.  I'm sorry if I wasn't able to update for a while.  I've been busy.  Kind of ironic since these are the last weeks of school.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Btw, UST made a HUMONGOUS Doiminican cross and a Eucharistic celebration was held after.   This post is just rushed, I'm so tired right now.  I just wanna &lt;i&gt;sleep&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-4590814455461278301?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/4590814455461278301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=4590814455461278301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4590814455461278301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4590814455461278301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-so-tired-i-could-sleep-for-year.html' title='I&apos;m so tired I could sleep for a year.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-8052518805160931101</id><published>2011-02-03T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T03:37:07.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>3 words. 8 letters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Valentines day.&lt;/span&gt; Couples. Roses. Chocolates. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kayo na! Kayo na ang ma love life! =))&lt;/span&gt; Pero seriously, once the calendar hits February. BOOM. Love is officially in the air especially to those who has their special someones. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*bitter mode*&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA! Kidding. But what exactly is LOVE?  I believe that it is this one word that creates one of the biggest impacts to humankind. It makes people smile, it makes laugh, some remember memories especially the good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we try to remember what LOVE is.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Love wins. It ALWAYS does&lt;/span&gt;. (Tuesdays With Morrie)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is the greatest weapon we have&lt;/span&gt;. (Harry Potter)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is patient, Love is kind... [Corinthians 13]&lt;/span&gt; (A walk to Remember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, love is a gift. A gift to be shared, to be given.  It has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mysteries &lt;/span&gt;like life, something unexplainable. Like, you saw this stranger and then one day, you can't stop thinking about him, he made this great impact on you. You feel these butterflies on your tummy whenever you see him.  It is not bliss but pure happiness but Life has its balance so in order for some to love, there are so many sacrifices to be made, like Jesus.  When people define love, the first thing that will come to their mind is their significant others. But I think, the first people we should remember is our parents, who sacrificed A LOT for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the good times, for making me laugh, for making me feel that someone believes in me, in my capacity to do things.  With all honesty,  it all felt real to me. I wish i am not the only one who felt this.  I don't know if this was just a game to you,  but I got played and you win.   I don't have the guts to say this to you, but I do miss you. A LOT. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't make this go to your head, now.&lt;/span&gt; I know sometimes act like I don't care.  I know that sometimes you feel like I don't even know you're there.  I'm sorry about that.  It's just that I don't have the guts to come up to you and say hi unlike the others.  Sorry. So I'll end it here, with my heart still on your sleeve.  Hope you'll stay happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I just felt the need to put that there. So, lot of loving people. Happy Valentines in advance! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-8052518805160931101?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/8052518805160931101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=8052518805160931101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8052518805160931101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8052518805160931101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/02/3-words-8-letters.html' title='3 words. 8 letters.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-5300655977602154925</id><published>2011-01-29T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T04:28:05.264-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Q'/><title type='text'>THOMASIANS @ 400!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January 27th, a grand countdown was celebrated in UST. All classes were suspended and the part started around 7 i the evening.  UST was packed with people. Infact, it was so packed that  the signal was so jammed and even calling was so hard.  I suuuper enjoyed it. I stayed with ym blockmates this time.  We were sitted sa field and we just jammed with every performance.  Itchyworms performed.  Sarah Geronimo, Gary V. are just some of the celebrities who performed during that night. Dear UST, can you turn 400 again? =)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 604px; height: 452px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_9003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 612px; height: 457px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8996.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 616px; height: 460px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8972.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 627px; height: 468px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8992.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 625px; height: 467px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_9016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 627px; height: 469px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_9032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 643px; height: 481px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_9068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 635px; height: 474px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_9054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"...ibuhos na ang beer sa aking lalamunaaaaaan,...anong sarapp...ano ba talagang mas gusto mooooh? ang beer na to oh ang pag-ibig koooh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;WOHOOO. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-5300655977602154925?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/5300655977602154925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=5300655977602154925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5300655977602154925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5300655977602154925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/01/thomasians-400.html' title='THOMASIANS @ 400!'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-4335425702227885135</id><published>2011-01-26T16:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T17:01:00.329-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quadricentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QWEEK'/><title type='text'>400 years of unending grace.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The University of Santo Tomas' Quadricentennial celebration is being held this week.  Last Monday, a Eucharistic celebration started the festivities. So many people attended that me and my orgmates and blockmate never had the chance to even get through Santissimo's doors. We just stayed outside and stood all throughout the mass. :| Wednesday was Cheermania and the QParade.  Cheermania is an inter-collegiate competition. It started around 8 and I don't have any idea on what time it did finish, kase after Engineering we left na to eat. :))  We didn't join the QParade. pero sabi they walked from Mendiola up to UST.  We even saw ladies in gowns. Hihi and oh! Beauty Queens. :"&gt;  TODAY! Is the countdown. Pero, I think I won't be able to itness it. Kase it's up to 12. BOOHOO. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 624px; height: 469px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8778.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Lover's Lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 624px; height: 457px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8785.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Tinoco Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Plaza Mayor (QSHORT Film Festival Awarding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 646px; height: 485px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8807.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faculty of Arts and Letters (AB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 655px; height: 490px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8926.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 646px; height: 483px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8832.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This guy is epic. He just stood there on the fountain.  People were taking pictures of him and taking pictures WITH him. Yeaaa. Hihi. We were one of those who took pictures with him.  But the hard part was, the WATER!  Sad thing is the picture is with my blockmate. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 659px; height: 494px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8884.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 649px; height: 485px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8937.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 642px; height: 479px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8914.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pictures @ Multiply. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS! I bought this uber cute lollipop necklace made of polymer clay. A bit pricey but I took it since I haven't seen anything like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-4335425702227885135?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/4335425702227885135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=4335425702227885135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4335425702227885135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4335425702227885135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/01/400-years-of-unending-grace.html' title='400 years of unending grace.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-9149939709388947142</id><published>2011-01-14T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T04:20:15.180-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>Sing to me like angels do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F2a0wDoPW1k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F2a0wDoPW1k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To nobodyy in particular: Please sing this to me and I will love you with all my heart. This song seriously made me teary-eyed. I don't know why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whoever you are: You don't know how much I envy you right now.  I know I shouldn't be feeling this, but I do.   'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever Alone. HAHAHAHA. Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I'm sorry if I haven't been updating for a while right now. Promise, for the next weeks, my life will be full of action. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-9149939709388947142?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/9149939709388947142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=9149939709388947142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/9149939709388947142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/9149939709388947142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/01/sing-to-me-like-angels-do.html' title='Sing to me like angels do.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-5933393389844004375</id><published>2011-01-02T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T00:53:32.003-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEWYEAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><title type='text'>Make 'em go OH OH OH..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 658px; height: 493px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/newyear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When the clock stroked 12, the place was like a war zone. Different firecrackers lit all the same time but more importantly, it also signaled that year 2010 is gone and 2011 is now here. It's a clean slate for everyone.   We all have a chance to change for the better.  Making a new year's resolution is also a hit. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of resolutions here's mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I need to focus on studying. No more bumming around and 'bahala-na' attitude.&lt;br /&gt;2.)  Exercise and a proper diet.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayokon magsisi pagtanda ka.&lt;/span&gt;PROMISE. Plus, I really need to use some weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a prayer before going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ACADEMICS. BRING IT ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-5933393389844004375?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/5933393389844004375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=5933393389844004375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5933393389844004375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5933393389844004375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2011/01/make-em-go-oh-oh-oh.html' title='Make &apos;em go OH OH OH..'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7202804563721327718</id><published>2010-12-28T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T22:49:24.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOLIDAYS'/><title type='text'>Have yourself a Merry little Christmas.</title><content type='html'>Boy, Christmas just passed through us like cold winds upon our cheeks. And here I am, greeting you 4 days after it. HAHA! Sorry, not just i the blogging mood lately. We celebrated Noche Buena together with the Pamintuans and then we spent Christmas day with the Jaymalins.  They cooked lots of food. BBQ, Salads, pasta. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's the holidays, honey.  Pigging out is LEGAL&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 584px; height: 436px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 585px; height: 438px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0512.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 574px; height: 429px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 587px; height: 439px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0559.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 614px; height: 460px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0556.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 611px; height: 455px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy holidays bloggers! And have a HAPPY and SAFE New Year. :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS.&lt;/span&gt; I am a year older today.  Thank you Lord for another year of life and love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7202804563721327718?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7202804563721327718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7202804563721327718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7202804563721327718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7202804563721327718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/12/have-yourself-merry-little-christmas.html' title='Have yourself a Merry little Christmas.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7514822165674588651</id><published>2010-12-18T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T19:28:20.309-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PASKUHAN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><title type='text'>Dear Jesus, Thank you for this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 17, 2010 was TIRIIING! 3 events in one day.  Our block's Christmas Party started around 11 but I came in late.  They welcome everyone through throwing flour to our face. GREAT. HAHA. Only our room was noisy and THAT dirty. But it still was fun. We had palabok and BBQ. Sir Briones brought ice cream! HAHA. Around 3, CASA Chronicle started their own party.  We played Pinoy Henyo and never stopped laughing.  Si Ate Mimi pala yung nakabunot sakin! She wasn't able to find the lollipop purse which I was lusting for since fourth year.  She just bought me a very cuuute wallet! AAAND Lastly, the very epic Paskuhan.  I was with my HS friend, tho.  Up Dharma down played two songs.  Kamikazee was also there and Pupil.  Pupil was the last band who played and of course there was  the much awaited fireworks.  It was EPIC.  It started out slow but in end it was super beautiful.  Everybody kept on saying: Pare tuition ko! HAHA. FUNNEH. WE went home around 12 and surprise surprise, no more jeep. So we walkd from UST up to San Lazaro.  MERRY CHRISTMAS UST! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_8183.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 623px; height: 467px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8183.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-R: Aijin, Me, Rigell, Junina and Ingrid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_8184.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 612px; height: 449px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8184.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_8209.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 608px; height: 455px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8209.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy Henyo @ CASA CHRONICLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_8212.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 626px; height: 469px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8212.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cream eating contest. (RACHEL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_8219.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 622px; height: 463px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8219.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_8231.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 626px; height: 469px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8231.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_8247.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 628px; height: 469px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8247.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASKUHAN WITH HS FRIENDS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_8257.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 623px; height: 464px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8257.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_8233.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 615px; height: 448px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_8233.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS. CHRISTMAS BREAK STARTS NAOO!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7514822165674588651?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7514822165674588651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7514822165674588651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7514822165674588651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7514822165674588651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-jesus-thank-you-for-this.html' title='Dear Jesus, Thank you for this.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-2742193350974115019</id><published>2010-12-06T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T17:49:17.104-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GLEE COVER'/><title type='text'>I pity the fool who falls in love with you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xnvM8gpUh_c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xnvM8gpUh_c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you drivin' round town with the guy I love and I'm like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FORGET YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough, I'm like forget you and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FORGET HIM&lt;/span&gt; TOO.&lt;br /&gt;And although there's pain in my chest I still wish you the best with a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FORGET YOU&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The song's title is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fcuk You by Cee Lo&lt;/span&gt;.  They covered it in Glee and changed some lyrics. I'm loving this version.   I'm raping the replay button. HAHAHA! QROSARY TOMORROW. Busy week is totally busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended a prayer meeting last night for Pax.  Super laughtrip.  So glad to meet new people.  Anddd.  I discovered that one of my orgmates is also my cousin. HAHAHA. He was like: Magpinsan tayo! And we all laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS. &lt;/span&gt;Christmas is nearer, I still haven't bought a gift for my Monita. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PPS.&lt;/span&gt; Sana payagan nila ko sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PASKUHAN&lt;/span&gt;.  I so don't want to miss it since it's my first din. Plusss, You must see UST in the evening. AWESOMESAUCE. The lights in the main building and on the trees were gorgeous.  Thank God for 7PM classes. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PPPS.&lt;/span&gt; Sana payagan din ako s aChristmas Party ng 18. :( I miss them badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-2742193350974115019?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/2742193350974115019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=2742193350974115019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2742193350974115019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2742193350974115019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-pity-fool-who-falls-in-love-with-you.html' title='I pity the fool who falls in love with you.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-3890848478143989032</id><published>2010-11-29T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T05:36:12.075-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, lady!</title><content type='html'>Ate Pat's birthday is celebrated today. Her real birthday is tomorrow but since the holiday was moved, they moved hers too. HEE. It was a simple get together. Tita Glen draped a purple cloth on a table. She even made the souvenir, it was really pretty by the way! Photo spamming start now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 647px; height: 486px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0283.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ze' birthday girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 652px; height: 488px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0285.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 647px; height: 484px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 638px; height: 477px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0308.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 622px; height: 465px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0319.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 633px; height: 473px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0402.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins with the niece and the nephew. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 442px; height: 573px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/DUDAY3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;People are getting olldddd. Anyway, aging is inevitable. Growing up! Now that's another issue. ;) OHMI OHMY~ My birthday is coming up too. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-3890848478143989032?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/3890848478143989032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=3890848478143989032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3890848478143989032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3890848478143989032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-lady.html' title='Happy Birthday, lady!'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-3522614299942591491</id><published>2010-11-19T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T21:08:34.695-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>500 days. It wasn't the best.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-MLjIOyaWaQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-MLjIOyaWaQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;500 days i know it wasn't the best but i won't ever forget no i won't ever forget&lt;br /&gt;500 days i know it wasn't the best but i won't ever regret no i won't ever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forget you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S one heck off a song. :D&lt;br /&gt;Postpostscript. HP7 today babyyyy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-3522614299942591491?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/3522614299942591491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=3522614299942591491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3522614299942591491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3522614299942591491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/11/500-days-it-wasnt-best.html' title='500 days. It wasn&apos;t the best.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-322136846527798194</id><published>2010-11-16T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T16:31:53.967-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>I'm bad. *hums*</title><content type='html'>We went to Midtown yesterday to check if they would sell us advance tickets for HP7 for Saturday's showing.  Unfortunately, the advance ticket-selling is just for the first day of screening which will be held in Thursday (November 18). Sux.  So we have to make a new arrangement, *sigh* Anyway, we got there around 10 or 11? give or take.  I really wanted to come &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to check the sunglasses in Accessorize ( it would be my cousin's 18th birthday and she wanted THOSE pricey glasses. T____T), sad to say, it was out of stock&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; na&lt;/span&gt;. I even went to Aldo to check, but there was none. Now, I don't have anyyy idea of what to give her. (ANY SUGGESTIONS? :D She loves accessories and pretty stuff.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Powerbooks because my dad bought a copy of Kikomachine 6 and 12 both by Manix Abrera.  12 is a bit pricey tho, maybe because of the glossy paper and everything was colored.  The concept of 12 was totally DIFFERENT. No words, just pictures. My dad called it a 'silent comics'.  He was fond of the concept and I don't blame him. Very one of a kind. We went straight to KFC after buying the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey was being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makulit&lt;/span&gt; so my dad decided that we should just watch Megamind. :D I won't make any movie reviews, I suck at it, bigtime.  I might not give justice to the movie.  It was not your usual good vs. evil movie.  The evil one turned into good because according to him: "Destiny is not the one planned for us, it is the one we CHOOSE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes perfect sense. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your holiday? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I'm done with the poem interpretation for literature.  Thanks to my dad or I wouldn't have understood the piece at all. :"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-322136846527798194?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/322136846527798194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=322136846527798194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/322136846527798194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/322136846527798194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-bad-hums.html' title='I&apos;m bad. *hums*'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-5073653344958645720</id><published>2010-11-08T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T18:33:20.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WRITING STUFF'/><title type='text'>On books and writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i764.photobucket.com/albums/xx281/mbasuil/Books%20for%20sale/IMG_2162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read a book that made you cry?&gt; I have. Those books were written by Mitch Albom. He's one brilliant writer, if I may add.  He's like Nicholas Sparks but his stories are more focused on Life and Faith. If you're going to ask me to pick my favorite books that were written by him, I shall answer "The Five People You Meet In Heaven" and his new one "Have a Little Faith". It's a tough choice, all his works are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of, The Five People you Meet in Heaven was a man's point of view of what heaven really is.  And for Mr. Albom it's not blue clouds and angel singing, Heaven is a place here in the world, I believe it's somewhere where your heart lies. A place where you are attached to, then, when you die that's where you will be. In your own heaven.  Just like in the movie "What Dreams May Come" when Robin Williams died his heaven was the place his wife painted, where they said, they would retire TOGETHER. The man in the book learned a lot form his journey, and as stated, each person has 5 different people and also a different heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Have A Little Faith, it's like Tuesday's with Morrie but here Mitch Albom was with his pastor because the pastor wanted him to do his eulogy.  The pastor knew that he only had little time left so he asked Mitch Albom the favor.   There's also this second person, Henry, who was a living proof that faith can transform you, it can change you to be a better person.  I cried over the eulogy, I believe that this book is one of the most touching books ever published.  For me, the pastor was like God and we are like Mr. Albom, God was there and will always be there.  He will not forget and even if we hide from Him, He'll always be there.  On the eulogy, the writer asked his dead pastor, "where will we look from you from now on? Now that you are not with us anymore."  And the writer also had his answer, it's the one place the pastor taught everyone of.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We will LOOK UP."  &lt;/span&gt;That for me is the most memorable line of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really good with explaining books but I hope I did these two books justice.  This is why I want to be a writer.  I will be able to touch people's lives with just a pen and simple words.  You can change their point of view in the most subtle of ways.  The money might not be that good but the feeling of accomplishing or finishing something is much more than that. The feeling when you see people appreciate what you wrote. It's just , the one of the best feelings in world. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-5073653344958645720?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/5073653344958645720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=5073653344958645720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5073653344958645720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5073653344958645720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/11/on-book-and-writing.html' title='On books and writing'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i764.photobucket.com/albums/xx281/mbasuil/Books%20for%20sale/th_IMG_2162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-647657241587553350</id><published>2010-11-07T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T03:42:28.186-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>The end is near.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_EC2tmFVNNE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_EC2tmFVNNE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm excited, aren't you? I had goosebumps all over and I watched this trailer for gazillion times already. Dear November 18, can you come faster PLEZ? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-647657241587553350?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/647657241587553350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=647657241587553350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/647657241587553350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/647657241587553350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/11/end-is-near.html' title='The end is near.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-3666832162854684512</id><published>2010-11-06T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T03:31:45.584-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHALLENGE'/><title type='text'>Getting to know you.</title><content type='html'>Ohaaii~ I deleted some of my posts. Especially the old ones. I can't remember exactly the date when this all began. All I remember is I started blogging way back when I was a sophomore because of the influence of the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.candymag.com/teentalk"&gt;CandyMag&lt;/a&gt; Forum. Hihi. Anyway. I deleted them because... I really don't now. I just felt the need to delete them.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pinaikot eh noh? &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Rachel Guzman, tagged me a note in FB saying:  Once I've been  tagged, I am supposed to write a note with 40 random things, facts,  habits, or goals about me.  I wasn't able to post a reply on this is FB because I can't finish the damn list. :)) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hirap nga ako sa 15 eh, 40 pa kaya? &lt;/span&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SHALL I START? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was named after a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;singer &lt;/span&gt;(Aretha Franklin)  and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cartoon character &lt;/span&gt;(Jane from the movie Tarzan).&lt;br /&gt;2. Unfortunately, I haz the habit of '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ningas kugon&lt;/span&gt;'. I really want to change. SWEAR.&lt;br /&gt;3. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not keep journals.&lt;/span&gt; I write random notes in any piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;frustrated artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inlove&lt;/span&gt; with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moon&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rainbows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleep. ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; surf the net all day&lt;/span&gt;. Thus resulting to dying social life. :))&lt;br /&gt;8. My dad taught me how to play the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; learned &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;piano&lt;/span&gt;. I triieeed. But I don't know why I can't keep up, maybe because I have slow fingers? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sing in the showers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;11. I dream of a white dress and a sash with 'alibata' letter embroidered on it as my toga. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, up to now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ambitious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;13. I love&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; crumpy&lt;/span&gt; especially the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;banana flavo&lt;/span&gt;r.&lt;br /&gt;14. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not like the taste of watermelons&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May lasa ba talaga to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gave up on Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lahat sila nagaaway! &lt;/span&gt;:)))&lt;br /&gt;16. I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;white chocolates&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hershey's cookies and cream&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;17.  I'm a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hope-less romantic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;18. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keep imagining situations&lt;/span&gt; that will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never happen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;19. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love watching volleyball games&lt;/span&gt;, but I don't know how to play. Oh the irony of laaayff~&lt;br /&gt;20. I listen to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;any kind of music&lt;/span&gt; nowadays. excpet RAP. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;21. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gained&lt;/span&gt; loooots of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;, no bestfriends though.&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROADTRIPS&lt;/span&gt; forever.&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Airplane rides bore me to death&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Chick-flicks&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uppers&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good books&lt;/span&gt; over &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gimiks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cory Monteith, Ed Westiwick, Chace Crawford&lt;/span&gt; = drools&lt;br /&gt;27. I play&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; badminton&lt;/span&gt;. but not good. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;28. I love&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; selecta ice cream&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;29. I would love to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;travel the world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;30. I'm not a good swimmer. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I can't take this anymore HAHAHA. i wouldn't finish the 40 things. All in all that's me. :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-3666832162854684512?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/3666832162854684512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=3666832162854684512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3666832162854684512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3666832162854684512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/11/getting-to-know-you.html' title='Getting to know you.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-4378853041243123620</id><published>2010-11-02T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T17:46:42.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><title type='text'>First Sem, SUMMARY! &gt;:D</title><content type='html'>So, I'll be posting again cause I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masipag&lt;/span&gt;. LOLjk.  I was browsing my blockmate's tumblr and I saw her post about the things that she learned during the First Semester. IMO, She did a VERY good description of our very first semester in college. I'll make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gaya, okay Janine? &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHA. But I'll post about experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Natuto akong kumain ng Takoyaki pati Takoyaki rice.&lt;br /&gt;- Napurga ko sa mini-stop.&lt;br /&gt;- Ang sarap nung bananarama kila Mang Tootz.&lt;br /&gt;- Hindi pala magandang suot mo yung salamin mo sa loob ng sasakyan habang umuulan, kase kapag bumaba ka, magfa-fog yung salamin mo at hindi mo mapapansin na baha na pala yung tinatapakan mo.&lt;br /&gt;- Maganda palang may dala kang camera at nakacharge ang batterya mo kase minsan kapag walang prof nagkakaroon ng biglaang photoshoot.&lt;br /&gt;- Masarap at mura din yung fruit shake sa may Asturias yun nga lang minsan, nauubusan sila ng yelo.&lt;br /&gt;- Minsan, maganda ring nakikinig ka sa prof mo.&lt;br /&gt;- Madalas, magagamit mo ang logic kapag di ka nag-aral lalo na sa Math.&lt;br /&gt;- Natuto akong mag-advance read. Lalo na sa PGC&lt;br /&gt;- Pati sa Lit, kase lechugas yung mga quiz niya.&lt;br /&gt;- Super objective/ subjective? Di ko alam. Basta isa dun!&lt;br /&gt;- Pero okay naman si sir.&lt;br /&gt;- Pwede ka pa lang maminusan ng 50, 000 sa Theology.&lt;br /&gt;- Yung arnis sticks akala ng madami T-square.&lt;br /&gt;- Masaya pa lang magka- Uno kahit sa P.E lang. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;- Hindi dapat mawalan ng tsinelas.&lt;br /&gt;- Masarap din pala yung Fanshu kaso mahal. :D&lt;br /&gt;- Mojos pala yung tawag sa mga patatas na yun. AMP.&lt;br /&gt;- Importante ang NOTES! Lalo nasa Philo pati Intro to Comm.&lt;br /&gt;- Tayong mga tao parang mga alon, ang hilig nating saktan yung mga tao malapit sa atin. Lalo na mga magulan natin. (Accrding to ATTY. Bong Lopez)&lt;br /&gt;- Lahat pala KAYA mo basta gugustuhin mo.&lt;br /&gt;- Masaya din palang magreview habang naglalaro ng Plants vs. Zombies, pampatanggal stress kumbaga.&lt;br /&gt;- Masarap din pala yung ALO na inumin, yung mga Lychee. HEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;- Walang lasa yung parang bread sa Ministop. Puros breadcrumbs lang. =))))&lt;br /&gt;- Masarap din yung Fried Isaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAN. Super konti lang niyan. As of now, yun palang naiisip ko. HEEHEE. Kudosss! Natapos ko ang first sem! Hello Second Sem on November 10th! :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-4378853041243123620?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/4378853041243123620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=4378853041243123620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4378853041243123620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4378853041243123620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-sem-summary-d.html' title='First Sem, SUMMARY! &gt;:D'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7364485220979191647</id><published>2010-10-23T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T05:12:43.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><title type='text'>Like, seriously.</title><content type='html'>Grades were out yesterday. Imagine me screaming when the site containing my grades opened. I'm super thankful because there are no 3's and 5's as I've mentioned last post. SERIOUSLY. I'm expecting a 3 for Philosophy, (i really thought I'll flunk this one. *relief*). &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Thank you Quadricentennial promo*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Goodbye DL dream for first sem. :(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sayang. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Anywayy, There's always next semester ,right? I shall not be lazy. I shall not procrastinate. SWEEEAAR. I seriously need to study na. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I need to see you again? I placed those walls around me after you left, just one smile from you, it shall all crumble. This sucks. I don't feel really good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7364485220979191647?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7364485220979191647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7364485220979191647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7364485220979191647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7364485220979191647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/10/like-seriously.html' title='Like, seriously.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7190773536184254843</id><published>2010-10-22T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T07:30:08.076-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>I never experienced a UN before.</title><content type='html'>Or..I just don't remember it? Maybe I really didn't.  Heehee. Define LUCKY. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paupau was part of the United Nations program in St. John Learning Center yesterday.  They had this parade and each student representing a country has their own..uh.. float as we call it.  Pau woke up really early &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi&lt;/span&gt; it was mommy who fixed her hair and did her make up. I was the photographer of the day. HAHA! The parade started around 8.  The floats were gorgeous! It was obvious that parents really took time and exerted LOTS of effort just for their kids to have those wonderful floats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 421px; height: 562px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/PAU.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So this is what she looked like. Didn't she look pretty? She just won't smile though. Maybe she had this bad mood since she did woke up reaaaaally early. The parade was just too long. HAHA. We walked while SHHHEEE sat down on their sidecar. Which was totally unfair and also FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 567px; height: 425px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0165.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px; height: 615px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 455px; height: 511px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite float EVERRR. Look at the little girl, isn't she adorable? :) See what I meant about the 'exerted-lots-of-effort'  kind of float? =)) But waaaait! There's more! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 620px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 602px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 285px; height: 376px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 285px; height: 376px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you she wasn't in the mood. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 564px; height: 422px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/SAM_0258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS. The grades are out. I'll make kwento in my next post. =))&lt;br /&gt;PPS. I have no 3's and 5's. Didn't make DL though. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7190773536184254843?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7190773536184254843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7190773536184254843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7190773536184254843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7190773536184254843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-never-experienced-un-before.html' title='I never experienced a UN before.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-5034859935293999388</id><published>2010-10-17T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T17:15:50.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>Adios First Sem!</title><content type='html'>The First Semester has just ended. HOOOORAAAH! I feel like everything's going so fast. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ganito ba talgaa pag college? &lt;/span&gt;-___- I feel like I'm graduating already. I still don't know what I want. :| I took MassCom because I know that it is where I'm good at but when it comes to who-will-I-become after 10 years, ihavenoidea. SUCKS. Anywaaaay. This is way long overdue. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I think this is going to be a long post bombarded with pictures. Heehee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emie turned 18 last September 30 but she celebrated it last October 2, 2010. A part was held in Metrowalk.  It started around..i don't know because we (Ericka, Steph and I) were late due to traffic. We took a cab from Katip to Eastwood. The place was nice despite the fact that they allow cigarettes inside. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really am not a fan of smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 562px; height: 420px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_7635.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We got home around 12 and slept at Pia's. At first, it was a huuuge problem. Supposedly, Inah was done who will let us sleep at her house but she suddenly went to Laguna after the party.  We took a cab from Eastwood to Pia's.  It was my first time to order through Drive Thru in Burger King. We ordered 6 onion rings. YUMYUMMM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 561px; height: 420px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_7666.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 542px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_7650.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 512px; height: 383px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_7712.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 417px; height: 554px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_7747.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I wore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 406px; height: 532px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/DP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm worried. Ugggghh. Graaaades. When. When will you be released so that this paranoia will leave me alone?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. The dates on the pictures are wrong. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-5034859935293999388?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/5034859935293999388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=5034859935293999388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5034859935293999388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5034859935293999388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-semester-has-just-ended.html' title='Adios First Sem!'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-4704184040341037033</id><published>2010-10-09T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T05:23:06.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>A Day in the Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/di7fKh3Vbj8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/di7fKh3Vbj8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This for me is like the best John Lennon song ever! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 70th BIRTHDAY JOHN LENNON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-4704184040341037033?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/4704184040341037033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=4704184040341037033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4704184040341037033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4704184040341037033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-in-life.html' title='A Day in the Life'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-3112589761045776953</id><published>2010-09-26T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T03:48:42.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>PLEASE? :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas tree oh. Christmas Tree! HAHA! I remember my old adviser singing this to us when we were taking our periodical exams when we were second years high school students. I remember laughing because I never knew this song. I thought she just made it all up but anyway. Since the months are already ending with '-ber' this means that Christmas is just around the block! Heehee. I know this post is kind of early but what-the-heck, right? I've been hearing Christmas songs in the mall already. :)) Hold on to your hats because I'm just going to show you the things that I've been wishing to get this Christmas. To start of with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting one of these since I was kid. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=laptop.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 250px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/laptop.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neon Colored Nail Polish&lt;/span&gt; / &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nail Arts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAILS NAILS NAILS! GAHHH~ if only mura ang nail arts. :)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nails.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 331px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/nails.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trip to Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, dop I really need to explain this? HAHAHA. Hello Eiffel, we will meet one day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=paris.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/paris.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4.) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARRY POTTER BOOKS! (1, 2,6,7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=HP.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 448px; height: 300px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/HP.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5.) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Necklaces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=necklaces.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 252px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/necklaces.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5.) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cinnamon Rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cinamon.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px; height: 345px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/cinamon.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Will you give them to me? *bats lashes* I will cross my fingers for someone who will give the to me this Christmas. *ehem* I'm talking abotu you JOKE. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS. CREDITS TO TUMBLR FOR ZEE PICTURESSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-3112589761045776953?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/3112589761045776953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=3112589761045776953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3112589761045776953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3112589761045776953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/09/please-d.html' title='PLEASE? :D'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-265444287569804194</id><published>2010-09-12T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T05:05:30.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDC'/><title type='text'>GO UST! GO UP! :"3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dudaiiedited1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 290px; height: 336px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/dudaiiedited1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TIGERS, for being back in the top 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO USTEEEE. GO USTEEE&lt;/span&gt;. :)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. bitter pa din ako dahil hindi ako nakapanood sa Araneta. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-265444287569804194?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/265444287569804194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=265444287569804194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/265444287569804194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/265444287569804194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/09/go-ust-go-up-3.html' title='GO UST! GO UP! :&quot;3'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-6506608250343571471</id><published>2010-08-28T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T04:45:59.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Lesson one is done.</title><content type='html'>The television was turned on the whole day because of ME. Heehee. I've been watching movies since 1 in the afternoon and I just ended the watching spree when I realized that I have no more movies to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Vampire's Assistant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Princess and the Frog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nanny McPhee II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;GAAH~ I fell in love with Nanny McPhee all over again! The plot of the first movie was better though, i just find it sweet when the old lady who was the boss of the mother of the children was Agghi. Remeber Agghi? The baby in the first movie was an old married woman. Nanny McPhee FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my hair is shorter now and is already cut one-length and they already gave us our IDs. I look like trash on mine. HEEHEE.  Happy long week end everyone!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-6506608250343571471?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/6506608250343571471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=6506608250343571471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/6506608250343571471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/6506608250343571471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/08/lesson-one-is-done.html' title='Lesson one is done.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7489894794540694306</id><published>2010-08-25T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T04:03:12.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venus raj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='major major'/><title type='text'>I'll just lay back and laugh with the sun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBxocNEpsyM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBxocNEpsyM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys might want to listen to this. It's entitled: Sugar Town originally sung by Nancy Sinatra and revived by Zooey Deschanel in the movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;500 days of Summer&lt;/span&gt;. The movie has one of the best soundtracks ever, IMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/venus%20raj" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 260px; height: 378px;" src="http://i920.photobucket.com/albums/ad44/marielecong/Miss%20U%20niverse%202010/VenusPrelimGown.png" alt="Venus Raj Prelim Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAJOR MAJOR CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU MS. VENUS RAJ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make the Philippines super proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7489894794540694306?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7489894794540694306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7489894794540694306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7489894794540694306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7489894794540694306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/08/ill-just-lay-back-and-laugh-with-sun.html' title='I&apos;ll just lay back and laugh with the sun.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i920.photobucket.com/albums/ad44/marielecong/Miss%20U%20niverse%202010/th_VenusPrelimGown.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-4934431189975684372</id><published>2010-08-20T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T06:30:22.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pax Romana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><title type='text'>PAXIES :"&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_7586.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 316px; height: 236px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_7586.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school 12:00 pm because the professor for my 11AM  class wasn't around.  History was a bore, I just read Tuesday's with Morrie as one group reported about the spread of Christianity.  It's not that I'm not listening but I kind of am a multitasking.  :"&gt; I finished Tueday's with Morrie by the time the class ended. :D 4PM was supposedly the start of the AB Pax Romana G.A but we started around 5.  t was FUUUN. :D Met new friends, they were also CA freshmen; form CAs 2-5 and a guy from LM. :) Super busog, and FUN. :"&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_7600.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 277px; height: 207px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_7600.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;poor resolution I'm SAREEEH. hahaha. :"&gt; They gave us those. :&gt; Little Miss AB PAXIE. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-4934431189975684372?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/4934431189975684372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=4934431189975684372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4934431189975684372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4934431189975684372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/08/paxies.html' title='PAXIES :&quot;&gt;'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-6373703710124793965</id><published>2010-08-13T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T02:31:01.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prelims'/><title type='text'>Baibai Prelims!~</title><content type='html'>I now have to face the results. Shiiiizzz. I wish i didn't fail any. PLEASE? :| Philosophy. SHT SHT SHT.  I will pray ng bonggang bongga! =))) PLEASE. I studied for it naman eh, meydo naguluhan lang ako dun sa ibang tnaong sa exam. AMPPPP. Please please. :| This one is just a short update. Next week we will be having regular classes again. :| Recitations..quizzes. Booyyyy~ This week is so SLOW. :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-6373703710124793965?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/6373703710124793965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=6373703710124793965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/6373703710124793965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/6373703710124793965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/08/baibai-prelims.html' title='Baibai Prelims!~'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7966340604997098390</id><published>2010-08-07T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T01:04:05.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preliminary Exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MONEY.'/><title type='text'>Dahil nagaaral na ko ngayon :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 10, 202 &lt;/span&gt;(Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;10:00 - 11:00 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English 101A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:00 - 12:00 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Philippine Government Constitution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 11, 2010&lt;/span&gt; (Wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;9:00 - 10:00 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Literature 101&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:00 - 11:00 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Math101 (College Algebra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 12, 2010&lt;/span&gt; (Thursday)&lt;br /&gt;9:00 - 10:00 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Philosophy 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 13, 2010&lt;/span&gt; (Friday)&lt;br /&gt;9:00 - 10: 00 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CA201 (Intro to Communication)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be my schedule for this week's preliminary examination. Hell week is AHEAD. If I don't study I am DOOMED to fail and I don't want that.  Time flies fast, it is now August would you believe it? Ber months are around the corner, taking a peek. SPEAKING OF AUGUSTT, As i was fixing my blog, I noticed that my blog's birthdate is August 26 and it is now turning 4-years old. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My blog is also a quadri baby! :""&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I've been blogging since I was a sophomore way back in HS, whenever I'm bored I back read my posts and I just find myself smiling. Blogs are like photographs, they bring back the memory but not the time. :| Well, better than nothing, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already saving up because I'm planning to buy something in December. Err, Something-s. Blame Green Hills, I was never really a shop-a-holic but ever since I went there I found looots of gorgeous things. I'm planning to buy my cousin a gift, she's really kikay and into earrings and such. So I want to buy her a necklace, the ones with the Eiffel or an owl as a pendant? I've been seeing lots of those stuff in tumblr and multiply, and I want one for myself too. I like them vintage. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be gone for a week or two, I'll be focusing on studies first I'm really aimiing to be something that's why I can't afford failure. :| Buuut, I'll be sure to keep you posted. Lotsa love. :* *CYBERHUUGG*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7966340604997098390?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7966340604997098390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7966340604997098390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7966340604997098390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7966340604997098390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/08/dahil-nagaaral-na-ko-ngayon-d.html' title='Dahil nagaaral na ko ngayon :D'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7498852917824367617</id><published>2010-08-04T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:28:31.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prelims'/><title type='text'>Dug dug dug.</title><content type='html'>Prelims on Theology today. Heck. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I. AM. SO. FREAKINNN. NERVOUS :|||&lt;/span&gt; The other subjects are scheduled next week. So it's gonna be one hell of a week. :( I feel so stupid. =)) I feel like I'm not going to pass any. :((((((( Why oh whyyy? Pleezzz put the "papetix petix" days back. The days where quizzes are not-to-review things and even Long tests. :( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Kinakain ko na mga sinabi ko dati =))*&lt;/span&gt; KAYA KO TO AJA. Sabi nga ni sir Galan, AIM FOR UNO. Goodluckkk on that. HAHAHA. But i'm gonna aim for it, no matter what. TSS. lame update. Sorry sorry. I'll update you guys next time. Ciao. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. For those who are gonnat ake the UPCAT and the USTET this August. Godbless :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7498852917824367617?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7498852917824367617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7498852917824367617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7498852917824367617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7498852917824367617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/08/dug-dug-dug.html' title='Dug dug dug.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-2628245985104826894</id><published>2010-07-28T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:28:53.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><title type='text'>I'm stressed because of school. LOLjk. =))</title><content type='html'>I feel guilty for not posting anything here for weeks. I used to post here everyday and if there is anything or anyone to blame, top two things on the list are SCHOOL and GG season 2. =)) I knooow that GG season 2 was so yesterday but I can't understand season 3 without watching it. Bare with me. We have no cable and I wouldn't be able to watch it even if we have anyway. :)) Prelims are drawing near and Philo is starting to make me sabaw like yeah. We need to read about 20 pages a day in order for us to follow what Sir is saying. -_________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTWWWW, Last July 22, 2010. We made an impact on ground zero. &lt;3 It was the CASA General Assembly.  We were told to go there 7 am sharp.  We had an Amazing Race, which by the way was super fun and so so tiring. Then after the Race the hosts introduced as Frosh to the Guilds offered by CASA. :) I'm too lazzzzyy to upload pictures in photobucket and paste it here. sarreh. :)) Look for it in my Multiply, the album is in public naman eh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the dean congratulated us for passing one of the most competent courses offered in UST. :"&gt; They gave us this brochure which tells what CA is NOT and i really loooooved one line there. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-2628245985104826894?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/2628245985104826894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=2628245985104826894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2628245985104826894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2628245985104826894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-stressed-because-of-school-loljk.html' title='I&apos;m stressed because of school. LOLjk. =))'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-1917912950218089560</id><published>2010-07-10T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:29:19.174-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UAAP &apos;73'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><title type='text'>the UAAP began today. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; So the original plan was, I would go to Araneta with Ericka and watch there but since tickets for the Upper Box was sold out, we decided to just stay in our comfortable homes and just watch through live streaming. :D So I waited for 1 pm and cursed Studio23 for having so many commercials. HAHA! :"&gt; I was actually waiting for the cheerdance competition and I was rooting for the people in Diliman or the ones in Morayta. I have school spirit okay? But I'm a UP pep fan. :)) SIMON ATKINS = droooooool. Too hot. I have no idea that he is a basketball player for DLSU, i thought he was a model. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST WORK HARDER. :| I don't want a low grade. Anyway, who does right? :| So I should stop facebooking, bloggin and tumblring now and start memorizing these freaky words. I need to STUDY, STUDY and STUDY. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-1917912950218089560?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/1917912950218089560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=1917912950218089560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/1917912950218089560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/1917912950218089560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/07/uaap-began-today-d.html' title='the UAAP began today. :D'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-8043040270362027232</id><published>2010-07-03T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:29:45.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><title type='text'>Stories of the week. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 30, 2010.&lt;/span&gt; History changed its course. The Republic of the Philippines had its 15th president  in the person of Noynoy Aquino; the only bachelor preseidnt of the Philippines. :D We watched the inauguration though we didn't finish it. I have a background of what happened during the historic event. His speech was good and direct to the point. I just hope that those words will be turned into actions. I hope his excellency will make thiss change. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, we also celebrated Tita Myrna''s and PauPau's birthday! :) No kwentos, Just had serious fun with them. Took insane pictures and I got pissed because of the digicam's batteries. &gt;| I'm planning to buy a new cam but dad said na baka batteries lang yung problem so I think I'll buy a new pair of rechargeable batteries. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_7225-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 254px; height: 198px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_7225-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_7226.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 254px; height: 195px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_7226.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINGS WILL GET BETTER SOON, PROMISE. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 1, 2010&lt;/span&gt;. Steph @ 17 and I wasn't able to come. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DARN DARN DARN. &lt;/span&gt;I attended the campus for AB frosh students. It was an experience.  It was 11 in the morning and the sun was scorching when the tour ended. We ate at Jollibee, every carenderia wzs full so went to Jabee. It has four floors. SWEAR. Nalipasan ng gutom + Large Sprite = Severe Stomach Pain. :| I went straight home because I wasn't feeling well. I wasn't able to attend the orientaion. But it was okay. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_7272.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 212px; height: 159px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_7272.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_7257.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_7257.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These are the highlights of last week. :) We had a quiz on PGC last Friday. It was OKAY. :d By  the way, We went to Pampanga yesterday to attend a wake.  Too many problems, how can the heart take too much? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-8043040270362027232?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/8043040270362027232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=8043040270362027232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8043040270362027232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8043040270362027232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/07/stories-of-week.html' title='Stories of the week. :)'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-5480485718652563688</id><published>2010-06-18T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:30:42.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Frosh'/><title type='text'>Like, you know? :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; Introduce yourself. Your name, your nickname, School where you graduated and your provinces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Hello, I'm Aretha Jayne P. Jaymalin, You can call me Jaye. I graduated from La Consolacion College Manila..and my-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; From where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; La Consolacion College..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; OWWW. *with a pasosyal tone* La Co.. Kaya pala may pagkasosyal to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face was like O_________O and i said 'hala' but not that loud. :))) Apparently, I was shocked. I never thought that my old Alma Mater was quite 'well-known' i just don't know if it is famous or infamous. &gt;| Anywaaay my third day was..okay. HAHA! Since we already met the professors last Wednesday. Regular classes I guess will start next week. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I went  to LCCM yesterday to pass the thing for the year book, I'm glad to say that Ms. V didn't kill me. Heehee. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pahirapang pumasok SWEAR. Hinarass pa namin yung guard. HAHA! &lt;/span&gt;I met Pia who didn't had the chance to go inside. Then Sanriel with Liezel, we ate at Barcelo Cafe with some of Liezel's friends. We met Inah with her friends too. It was fun, looking at them. Weird tho, We were wearing different uniforms na. We waited for Ericka because she also wanted to go and see our former teachers! :D Every student in the lobby was looking at us, SWEAR. It was weeeeeird. We went to the Auditorium becahse that's where Ms. V was. So we saw a lot of familiar faces and our teachers were all smiling and they kept asking questions on where do we study.  Ericka and I went back to UST around 12:15 because I had a class on 1 and Ericka has this school tour. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCENE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven: Ba't ganyan uniform mo, mukha kang elementary! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LE FUUUU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCENE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: SSSH. Ms. Alam ko na mukha akong gradeschool. SSSSH.&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Cerdiña: Hindi naman ah...&lt;br /&gt;Student: Onga mukha kang GS.  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BV to the 10th power! HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS. &lt;/span&gt;We also went to Mendiola today, just because we were craving for Kwek kweks. :D Next week is BUSINESS! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-5480485718652563688?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/5480485718652563688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=5480485718652563688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5480485718652563688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5480485718652563688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/06/like-you-know.html' title='Like, you know? :))'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-2630731134654061896</id><published>2010-06-16T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:30:56.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Froshie'/><title type='text'>My First day in my First year. :))</title><content type='html'>First day was FUN. :D Laughtrip all day courtesy of Sir Bong's Index cards and our very lively English professor, Sir Bernardo. :D Can't tell much because we still haven't done anything yet since it's still the first day of classes. All professors were nice naman. :D We're going to mee the other professors tomorrow. Wish wish. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Gonna go to LCCM tomorrow. Meet some friends and submit the thing for the yearbook. I think Ms. V is going to kill me. It was due months ago pa. HAHAHA. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-2630731134654061896?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/2630731134654061896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=2630731134654061896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2630731134654061896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2630731134654061896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-first-day-in-my-first-year.html' title='My First day in my First year. :))'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7139232763705316889</id><published>2010-06-12T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:31:12.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yeahyeah shirts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>YEAH YEAH  |m|</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, this is my second post for the day! Heehee. I just want to inform you guys that my dad started an OL shop. :D He sells T-shirts, his shop is called &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.yeahyeahshirts.multply.com"&gt;YEAHYEAH! T-SHIRTS!&lt;/a&gt; If interested you can click the name and it will lead you directly to the shop's homepage inMultiply. I've been dyyyiingg to know how to fix that lay-out but sad to say I don't know how to tweak CSS. HTML is loaads easier! Anywaaay. If ever you don't have the time to click that link&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (which is really impossible since you are wasting minutes of your time reading someof my rants.)&lt;/span&gt; I will post the designs here in my BLOG! YEAAAH! By the way, I placed watermakrs so, NO STEALING, kay? These are all original designs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.) What time does the revolutions start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Available in 3 sizes (iguess. imma check)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also available in three colors as y'all can see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=REVOLUTION.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/REVOLUTION.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.) Kung Di Ako, BAKA ikaw! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Available in 5 colors. (Fuchsia, Blue, Red, White and Yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BAKA-MULTICOLORED.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/BAKA-MULTICOLORED.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.) DJ!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(*blow my speakers up, tonight..lalala. :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Available in two colors. (Red &amp;amp;&amp;amp; white)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DJ-MULTICOLORED.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/DJ-MULTICOLORED.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.) Keep on rocking in the free world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Available in two colors (Red &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Black)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=FREEWORLD-MULTICOLORED.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/FREEWORLD-MULTICOLORED.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.) Shadow Pinay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black is the only color available. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PINAY.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/PINAY.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Found the perfect Tee? For more details go to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.yeahyeahshirts.multply.com"&gt; YEAHYEAH! SHIRTS&lt;/a&gt;. We will be glad to answer your inquiries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS.&lt;/span&gt; Happy Independence Day Again Filipinas. I hope you now become TRULY free. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PostpostScript.&lt;/span&gt; I'M EXCITED :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7139232763705316889?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7139232763705316889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7139232763705316889' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7139232763705316889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7139232763705316889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/06/yeah-yeah-m.html' title='YEAH YEAH  |m|'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-3123098012891348444</id><published>2010-06-11T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:31:28.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='independence day'/><title type='text'>June 12th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/philippine%20flag" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j99/reppin_da_670/philippine_flag.gif" alt="philippine flag Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Maligayang Araw ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Paglaya, Filipinas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-3123098012891348444?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/3123098012891348444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=3123098012891348444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3123098012891348444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3123098012891348444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-12th.html' title='June 12th.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-4243614500581869379</id><published>2010-06-06T20:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:31:44.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rawr'/><title type='text'>I shall not abandon thee. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No blogspot. I still haven't abandoned you. Hahaha. And do not worry cause I have no plans to do so. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RAWR-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/RAWR-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wanna share that photo. It's Paupau's 'tiger' stuff toy and my Tomasino ArtLet (it's the one i bought from Ate Pat months ago.) I want to learn photography but the downside is learning it means giving away tons of cash and frankly my dear. I don't have that large amount. But i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt; want a SLR-camera...and a laptop. Heehee. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Libreng mangarp okay? Walang basagan ng trip. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days Man. Daaaaaaayyss. I just want the first day over with. Fast forward to the part where I  already know everybody and everybody knows me and we are all 'goody-goody'.  I hate introductions.  I believe that people get their first impressions on you because of how you introduce yourself. and I suck at it, big time. Plus I hate it when a teacher asks you of your expectations for his class. ARRRGH. :| Anywayy. I've met some blockmates of mine through the ever so reliable Facebook and they are planning to attend the Mass on the 15th. HM. I don't think I will come. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wala lang. Haha.&lt;/span&gt; I'll meet them on the 16h naman. Sigh. Just look at the brightside, o more 5 o clock wake ups. Classes will start 11 am. :D Well except for Tuesdays when P.E is scheduled, classes start 9am, still better than 7 right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=NUTBUK.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/NUTBUK.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, remember my last post where I talked about a recycled notebook? Well, This is it! :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naubos ko techpens ni daddy dahil dito.&lt;/span&gt; Hahahaha. So I started writing again. :) I seriously need a plastic cover for this one. TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. *silence* HOOMMMM. First day. HOOMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-4243614500581869379?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/4243614500581869379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=4243614500581869379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4243614500581869379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4243614500581869379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-shall-not-abandon-thee-d.html' title='I shall not abandon thee. :D'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-4829983967597955745</id><published>2010-05-28T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:32:02.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uniform'/><title type='text'>I'm ready for school. LOLjk, &gt;:)))))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; June is knocking on my door asking me if I'm already to welcome stress back to my life once again. And my answer is: YES. I'm ready for school. LOLjk. I'm so not yet ready. I'm ready...to meet other people while enjoying the company of those I knew. I'm missing my HS friends, tho. Good things three of them will go to the same university as mine. Nursing, Engineering and Accountacy. :"&gt; I just want the 'first day' to be over. And...and..I want to do something in college. Kaso feeling ko hindi ko naman kaya. :| I feel so stupid right nao. This sucks. I want it. I want it. Pero parang nakakapangliit kase di naman talaga ako marunong. ARGH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaaay. Due to boredom I recycled one of my old notebooks, covered it with construction paper and wrote doodles on it. :) Well, I'm going to show you how it looks once i take a picture of it on my cam. My cell's memocard is broken --sucks. I'm 'trying' to squeeze out the creative juices I have (if i really have those. Hahaha!).  I already finished a short story once, It was posted in a forum and I forgot to copy and save it in MS Word Now the story is now erased from the forum. FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day bfore yesterday I wen to UST to get my uniform. EPIC FAIIILLL :))) The cloth was too 'manipis'. The blouse was too short and the palda WAS too long. Buuut. I have no choice but to wear it this Sem. PSSSH. I seriously look like a Gradeschooler. Come one man! I'm just 5 foot tall okay? I'm not like those colehiyalas. I don't look like them AT ALL. I just wanted to look a bit..older. A bit 'College-ier'. Hahaha. Sorry for the term. TSK. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. It's Princess Macatuno's Birthday tomorrow. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA! ILOVEYOUU. :* IMISSYOUMUCH. :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-4829983967597955745?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/4829983967597955745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=4829983967597955745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4829983967597955745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4829983967597955745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-ready-for-school-loljk.html' title='I&apos;m ready for school. LOLjk, &gt;:)))))'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-42013011960525840</id><published>2010-05-22T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:32:21.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer boredom'/><title type='text'>Tagged. :)</title><content type='html'>Good morning/evening/afternoon to you, who's reading this post.&lt;br /&gt;Evening too. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; N/A. Walang malapit sakin na libro. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you reach?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Air cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Shakey's V-league, UAAP Women's Volleyball (replay), Clean House. HAHA! I watch alot of show. sarreh. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is:&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;9:00 i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; It's 9:15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Television. Jessica Soho. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Just infront of the house. Paying for the Jollibee delivery. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Checking on Plurk and Tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Undershirt and board shotrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you dream last night&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; I think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Kanina. Nung sinabing dinaya si Jambi Madrigal. HAHAHAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Curtain and Calendar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;wala naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; . . . . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- &gt;The Last American Virgin with censored scenes. Hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;--&gt;MacBook and a house. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell me something about you that I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; I love beaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Me! I'll change soemthings about me. :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; No.Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. George Bush:&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; is the president before Obama. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; . . . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; . . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt; I miss you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's a twenty fifth question and it want me to tag people. My affies are the same with Kat's so they'll be tagged twice. Hahahaha. Cnsider everyone tagged na lang. Heehee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-42013011960525840?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/42013011960525840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=42013011960525840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/42013011960525840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/42013011960525840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged. :)'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-217471586823803040</id><published>2010-05-20T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:32:44.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facts'/><title type='text'>Screw Anonymity,</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Haven't posted for a while. Hahaha. Too lazy to do so PLUS i have no kwentos for you guys. :)) My attention was also caught by Tumblr. I'm sarreh blogspot. :)) You may follow me&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.lostinsanity.tumblr.com"&gt; Here&lt;/a&gt; if you want. Those are usually reblogs of pretty photos and typos. Some are orignal and some are not. :D Anyway. I've been watching Glee and America's Next Top Model na! May etc na kami kahit wala kaming cable. Heehee. PLUS. Sinusubaybayan ko din ang Shakey's V-League every 2 in the afternoon. Malapit ng magJune and I'm excited. TSSK. Ano kayang mangyayari akin sa pasukan? Anywaaay. Because I'm bored I'll just post random facts about me here. Screw anonymity! Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul align="justify"&gt;&lt;li&gt;My name is Aretha Jayne P. Jaymalin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm a Capricorn.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Selecta Ice CREAM.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Old photographs amuse me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't sleep without a blanket. No matter what the temperature is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm an Incoming College Frosh in UST. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a brother named Joey.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really really want a laptop.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to be "SOMEONE" someday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm shy. YES I AM!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't know how to ride a bike.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Glee. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can play the guitar. But i want to learn how to play the piano and the drums.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to be skinny. (-__________-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love travelling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Airplane rides bore me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I SLEEP alot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not creative. Heehee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My dream school is UP-Diliman. (As if you guys don't know that yet. HAHA!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wanna witness the Aurora Borealis someday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love eating.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't dance in front of people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I sing in the showers. Haha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots and lots and lots of DREAMS :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm inlove with my friends. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't like Math. I hate analyzing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crybaby. Mababaw ang luha ko. HAHA! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think that's enough? Hahaha. Pag may naisip pa ko idadagdag ko pa diyan. Hahaha. Anywaay. Go to leave. My brother wants to use the PC and he can be really annoying once we don't allow him and I have some dishes to wash. Sheeesh. Hahaha. Follow me. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-217471586823803040?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/217471586823803040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=217471586823803040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/217471586823803040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/217471586823803040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/05/screw-anonymity.html' title='Screw Anonymity,'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-4319694609582394824</id><published>2010-05-11T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T06:23:30.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election 2010'/><title type='text'>Respectfully, The person who wants change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I begin this post I would like to say that the hologram in 24 oras was just awesomesaaauuuce. 8D HOWKAY. As we all know the 2010 election just passed like cold wind upon our cheeks. It happened so fast, and it was GOOD. For the first time i felt like the election was clean and nobody cheated just to win. HA-HA. I told you having a clean election is hard but NEVER impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why this post is all the about elections was because I wanted to RAAAANT. Yes man. RAAANT! &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;People are starting to over react and the irritating part is they are not even voters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; GAAAH. G1bo didn't win. GET OVER IT. It's ELECTION, okay?Some win, Some lose.  Even I myself was shocked because I thought He would be competing against Aquino and Villar but damn. Erap was the underdog. What if Erap didn't run, will Aquino still win?  I will pick Aquino over Erap ANYTIME. And ohh by the way. I really admired Manny Villar for what he did. He was the first to concede. He even congratulated Aquino without a tone of bitterness. :D Teodoro and Delos Reyes did the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Future President of this beloved country.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sir we have an AMAZING country. We have these animals which you can't find anywhere else.  We don't experience tornadoes who destroy our houses weekly or monthly. We have people who are very kind and hospitable. But dear sir, We are low on the food chain. I know that it ain't easy to put us back on track again but I hope you have the guts to try.  The election was just the walk to the starting line, the race  is what happens after the election.  It's not that you won the election but it is what you DID after you've won.  But this does not mean that the people are already done with their part. You should encourage them to be disciplined. You should be the first one to say "No one is above the law" when you've done something wrong. A simple 'sorry' sir doesn't make us forget the action, it makes us remember the action MORE.  I think I've said it all in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Respectfully, The person who wants change. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By the way, to whomever reads this post. Hello dear reader, I'm sorry if i name dropped. But this is just how I feel. If you don't feel the same, you are an alien. &lt;strong&gt;JOKE&lt;/strong&gt;. I believe that we are ALL entitled to different opinions. Nao if you are going to get angry at me because I maimed your candidate, well sorry. I didn't tell you to read this and heck this is MY blog. deal with it. OKAY? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-4319694609582394824?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/4319694609582394824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=4319694609582394824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4319694609582394824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4319694609582394824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/05/respectfully-person-who-wants-change.html' title='Respectfully, The person who wants change.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-962002015034616892</id><published>2010-05-06T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T20:01:12.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer boredom'/><title type='text'>On that faithful day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm back with my old banner and template. HAHA! I find the last one 'magulo' that's why i changed it. :D Anywayss. I also deleted my post about my class sched. &lt;em&gt;Btw, thankyou for the comment Ate Stella&lt;/em&gt; becauseee, I find it 'magulo' din. HAHA! I'll repost a much nicer class sched na lang. I was too excited to show you guys my first ever class sched as a college student. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CLASSSCHED-1-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/CLASSSCHED-1-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As promised here is my 'much nicer' sched. HAHA! I want to do it in like a scrapbook buuut. I don't know how. &lt;em&gt;I envy those who knew how. -___-" &lt;/em&gt; Anyways. this school year, I'm planning to buy a planner and lots of fillers. :D I need to be thrifty. I need to save. I want to buy a laptop which i know would be kind off impossible for me to do. A laptop would cost a lot and there's no way that i could save that much in just a year or in just a few months. I'll try tho. I'll try. HAHAHA! I must try!  Sorry if i tend to sound too excited. :D If you don't like what I'm posting here then you are free to go.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is random but.. i wanna go back to the beach. Boracay left me wanting for more. :| Its been quite a while since we last went to a 'beach' we usually swim in private pools. TSK. But i had fun this summer, it may not be as exciting as the last one i had but its still good. 2009's summer was just ZEE BEST. :D Btw, Mom and Dad but an evaporated aircondition. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS. As I'm writing this now, Joey is just in the bedroom lying down infront of the aircon. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Its not as cold as an 'aircon' but its better compared to electric fans. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2 days before that faithful day where Filipinos will vote for the people who might run this country to the ground OR might put the Philippines' name back to the map. My presidential bet is: Gordon. If not Gordon then Gibo. This is just my opinion, okay? I think that Noynoy Aquino is too 'raw' to run a country. I believe that Gilbert Teodoro is 'raw' to. I mean okay they worked in the government for quite some time BUT being president is far too different than being a senator or a speaker.  Being president is not a job where you'll just wake up in the morning and say"I'll run for president in this election!" It is a job in need of a person who has the capacity to really RUN the country to the top.  Someone who will not be 'eaten' by the 'TraPo" system of our government. Let's continue, Manny Villar. 'Nuff said. BV. for me, okay? He's just TOO smart. He manipulates EVERYTHING and its scary. I like Dick Gordon because of..discipline. Anddd HECK, It's what we FILIPINOS &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt;. DISCIPLINE. I hope that this election will be clean. I know that what i wished for is hard BUT it is NOT impossible. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2654161918349172913-962002015034616892?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/962002015034616892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=962002015034616892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/962002015034616892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/962002015034616892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-that-faithful-day.html' title='On that faithful day.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-4916012244882785919</id><published>2010-04-28T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T19:00:08.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enrollent day'/><title type='text'>It was a long day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an official college student. I undergone enrollment yesterday.  It was surprisingly fast and very organized. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So I left the house around 12pm and stayed in Tita's place for 30 minutes. I went to UST around 1. HAHA! I got there around 1.30. It was a fast ride.  When i got there, I went straight to St. Raymund's because it is the AB Building but the guard told me to go straight to the gym at the other end of the campus! :D Luckily I found it easily. Heehee I just followed other enrollees so I will not be lost. :)) I asked the 'ate' in the Inquiry Desk on where should I go?  Then she told me to go to the guard in the nearest gate. Sad to say the Kuya Guard didn't allow me to pass beacuse the payment was not with me. So I called Mommy and I texted Daddy. I met mommy in St. Raymund's because she doesn't know where the gym is.  After i got the money I went back to the Gym and mommy looked for the publishing house in UST.  The enrollment was fast.  The guy asked me if i was to pay cash or credit then installment or full. Then he printed me schedule and told me to pay on the other side.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So my shedule is. TANTARARAAAN! HAHAHA. MWF- 11-3 T-TH 1-7 but I have a 9-oclock class during Tuesdays. It is P.E and to answer zee questions my P.E is Arnis. :&gt; 1CA3 is my block. Phew. I hope i know someone. TSSSK. Fat chance tho. OHKAY After I paid we went straight to the Grand Stand to get my P.E uniform which by the way is CUTE. HAHAHA! After getting the P.E We went to the main building for the I.D picture taking.  It was just a fast process. I.d's i guess are to be given on the first day (?) of classes, I think. Then on the other side of the main building was the uniforms. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After going there we went to SM and watched Working Girls. The movie is fine.  Laughtrip = Eugene Domingo! HAHA! :"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;PS. First day of classes is on the 16th of June. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-4916012244882785919?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/4916012244882785919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=4916012244882785919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4916012244882785919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4916012244882785919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-was-long-day.html' title='It was a long day.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-3330655877568306812</id><published>2010-04-27T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T19:00:39.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Literary Eklats.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fake Fairytale"&lt;br /&gt;-Aretha Jaymalin &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Raymond Mercado&lt;br /&gt;(June 23, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thea tears silently rolled down, i can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I've been feeling this way, i can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;All the things you said, all that i believed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how you did it but you got me deceived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the sweet words that you once said.&lt;br /&gt;All those little gestures that I misinterpreted.&lt;br /&gt;All the so called love that you said was true.&lt;br /&gt;All those freaky things that made me love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so you deceived my feeling of haste.&lt;br /&gt;And now you gave me a feeling of waste.&lt;br /&gt;Now it feels so hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;That your love, I won't be able to recieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you will be my prince.&lt;br /&gt;I thought your my dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;Now even your name makes me wince&lt;br /&gt;Remembering this fake fairytale that you made me believe was true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One Wish"&lt;br /&gt;-Aretha Jaymalin&lt;br /&gt;(June 30, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly away.&lt;br /&gt;I closed me eyes and pray.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that if I open them, I won't be here.&lt;br /&gt;In this place of lies and fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid because I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm astray and away from home.&lt;br /&gt;Never knew how i got here.&lt;br /&gt;I have no one, not even a peer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day there is someone who'll shed some light.&lt;br /&gt;That the world will change, black will be white.&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day my wish will come true.&lt;br /&gt;So that the world will be a better place for me and you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found these poems when Tiya Muye tidied up. I forgot that I even made them. According to the dates, I wrote these during classes. HAHAHA! :"&gt; Enjoyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I'm off to UST late for enrollment. GAAAAHH~ I really want to join the varsitarian pero sobrang hirap daw makapasok. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PostpostScript. Sana hindi ako mawala. HAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-3330655877568306812?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/3330655877568306812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=3330655877568306812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3330655877568306812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3330655877568306812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/04/literary-eklats.html' title='Literary Eklats.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-2148449327318900396</id><published>2010-04-26T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:33:20.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jejemon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USO'/><title type='text'>Jejemons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I see this everywhere. Tumblr, Facebook, Plurk. JEJEMONS. GAAAH. I think the topic even made it in Yahoo!'Philippines' homepage and now, it reached my page. Jejemons are people who typed like this: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;EoW pOuHZ, mUzStAh nAh pOuHz&lt;/span&gt;? I googled the word: Jejemon and this is the result:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1 search result was from UrbanDictionary.com, which defined Jejemon as:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Usually seen around social networking sites such as Friendster and Multiply, jejemons are individuals with low IQs who spread around their idiocy on the web by tYpFing LyK diZS jejejeje, making all people viewing their profile raise their eyebrows out of annoyance. Normal people like you and me must take a Bachelor of Arts in Jejetyping in order to understand said individuals, as deciphering their text would cause a lot of frustration and hair pulling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUTION: THESE INDIVIDUALS ARE BREEDING! THEY CAN BE SEEN WRECKING GRAMMATICAL HAVOC ON FACEBOOK TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Jejemons are not just confined to trying-hard Filipino gangsters and emos. A Jejemon can also include a variety of Latino-Hispanic fags who enjoy typing “jejejejeje” in a wider context, much to the disdain of their opponents in an internet MMORPG game such as Ragnarok and DOTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Basically anyone with a low tolerance in correct punctuation, syntax and grammar. Jejemons are usually hated or hunted down by Jejebusters or the grammar nazi to eradicate their grammatical ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On AIM or YM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miSzMaldiTahh111: EoW pFuOh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miszMaldiTahh111: i LLyK tO knOw moR3 bOut u, PwfoH. crE 2 t3ll mE yur N@me? jejejejeje!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: You are a jejemon! Don’t talk to me, you uneducated retard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miszMaldiTahh111: T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I find them irritating. &lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Not the person who typed like this :&lt;/strong&gt;  EoW pFuOh! &lt;strong&gt; but this one: &lt;/strong&gt;Hello po. Why? Because they think that they are so intelligent. How dare them judge people through the way that he/she types. &lt;em&gt;Nagfifeeling intelihente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;eh sa gusto nilang ganynan eh.wala nga namang basagan ng trip. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let them be people&lt;/strong&gt;. I see pages everywhere about busting them out. Admit it people, you one typed like that. Why? Because it WAS once &lt;strong&gt;USO&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Because it was believed to be cool&lt;/strong&gt;. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; to those people who type like this: Please. &lt;em&gt;Ang hirap po talagang intindihin. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&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/2654161918349172913-2148449327318900396?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/2148449327318900396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=2148449327318900396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2148449327318900396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2148449327318900396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/04/jejemons.html' title='Jejemons.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-8851716583156281398</id><published>2010-04-25T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:33:38.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer outing'/><title type='text'>Family outing @ Laguna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LAGUNA.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/LAGUNA.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April 24, 2010 | Villa Melissa, Pansol Laguna | Pamintuan Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;T'was fun. The place was really nice. We went there around 6' o clock, didn't even eat breakfast. Super hungry when we got there. We stopped along 711 to buy ice and cups. Everything was photoOp. Ate ALOT. HAHA! Went home around 5:00. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PS. I already have an answer. I chose CA. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-8851716583156281398?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/8851716583156281398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=8851716583156281398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8851716583156281398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8851716583156281398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/04/family-outing-laguna.html' title='Family outing @ Laguna'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-1821657467487880506</id><published>2010-04-20T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:33:59.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ComArts'/><title type='text'>College welcomes me with a mile-long line.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My mom woke me up around 4:00 today. -____-" We went to UST for the reservation. We got there around 6:00. SRSLY. Natakot ako na baka kami pinakauna sa line. muntanga. Buut. We came in 6th, tapos people started to come around 6:30. Pinasulat kami nung guard ng name namin..yadayada. Then after non, we ate breakfast first. I went back to St. Raymund's alone kase mommy needs to go to the office. I waited up to 8:00. &lt;strong&gt;IMAGGGINNEE&lt;/strong&gt;. Ako. Emo. Walang kausap. &lt;em&gt;/wrist&lt;/em&gt;. SRSLY. Halos lahat may kasamang parent. Hiniram ko yung MP3 ni Mommy tapos..ang saya. NAGLOWBAT ng bungga. No choice. Tumunganga. PS. You guys know how bad am i with directions no? GRABEE. Hindi naman totalling nawala or naligaw. Magaling ata to. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*evil smirk*&lt;/span&gt; So yeaa. From St. Raymund's nakarating ako sa gilid ng simbahan para lang sa CR. HAHA. wolo loong. sheyrr. =)) So ayunn. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Pinapasok kami around 8. This is where everything turned around. The professor said na wala ng slots AB Journ. Two sections lang daw ang finillan nila. I was like...SRSLY. O_O PERROO. They have this solution. Heehee.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And I'm happy about it&lt;/span&gt;. AYUUN. Yung mga nagwait-list sa Journ pwede kumuha ng slots sa apat na recommended na course which are: Economics, Litereature, ComArts and i forgot the other. When i heard CA. I was like YAYYYYYYYY. AB-CA was my first choice but i did not qualify tapos...dun ako magsh-shift. LIKE YEAAA. Tapos ayoon. Finill-upan namin yung parang bio data na binigay nila. tapos we need to pay fr the reservation fee. Eto ang sched ng Frosh na CA: MWF- 11-3PM TTH- 1-7pm. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tongenuh&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Isipin mo. &lt;strong&gt;SEVEN NG GABIIII&lt;/strong&gt;. ARR. Wala pang sched ng P.E nun. &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;AYUUN. Tapos I went to the main building para magbayad. Kung pano ko napamura nung kinuha ko yung form ng PLM ganun din yung sa UST. SRSLY. The line was so effffinn' long. DEFINE LONG. DEFINE HOT. DEFINE HAGGARD. groobe. I stood for 2 hrs and my brain was babbling all the time. Wala kase kong makausap ehhh. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nun. Went to SM, ate at KFC..alone. &lt;em&gt;/wrist&lt;/em&gt;. Then went kila pau-pau Watched One Miss call. GROOBEEE. Nakakatakot SRSLY. Creepy yung nanay. :)) &amp;amp;&amp;amp; today I my dad asked me something. He asked me to pick &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; i still have no idea what will i choose. &lt;strong&gt;/wrist.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-1821657467487880506?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/1821657467487880506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=1821657467487880506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/1821657467487880506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/1821657467487880506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/04/college-welcomes-me-with-mile-long-line.html' title='College welcomes me with a mile-long line.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-9000722599575473054</id><published>2010-04-19T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:34:18.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hs grades'/><title type='text'>I'm happy like yeaaa. 8D</title><content type='html'>One random post. Went to LaCo today to get my card and good moral for the reservation in UST tomorrow. Wellll, I'm happy with my grades. &lt;em&gt;Dalawa lang yung bumaba &lt;/em&gt;then &lt;em&gt;madami yung tumaas&lt;/em&gt;. Heehee. 4 pts ang inincrease ko sa computer. First time ever ako tumungtong ng 89. something. SWEEEAR. Siguro nung gradeschool oo. Pero i think during HS, eto yung first time. HAHAHA. Lowest ko is Calculus whcich is 86 (&amp;amp;&amp;amp;I'm not surprised. HAHAHA). Hindi ako bumaba sa OrgChem. maintained yung 91 ko. HOHOHO. Ayuuun lang share. Pupunta kami sa Pansol sa Saturday for family outing. I'm excited like yea. I want to swim naaa. Its so hot kaseee. &lt;--litsi. conyo. HAHAHAHA. OWKAAAY. Gonna sleep early for tomorrow. Maaga pa bukas. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-9000722599575473054?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/9000722599575473054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=9000722599575473054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/9000722599575473054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/9000722599575473054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-happy-like-yeaaa-8d.html' title='I&apos;m happy like yeaaa. 8D'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-5937634069746327146</id><published>2010-04-08T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:34:39.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Today was a fairytale. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/holding%20hands" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z140/queen_kissez/aww.jpg" border="0" alt="holding hands Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But can you feel this magic in the air?&lt;br /&gt;It must have been the way you kissed me&lt;br /&gt;Fell in love when I saw you standing there&lt;br /&gt;It must have been the way&lt;br /&gt;Today was a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;It must have been the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today was a fairytale.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-5937634069746327146?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/5937634069746327146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=5937634069746327146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5937634069746327146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5937634069746327146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-was-fairytale.html' title='Today was a fairytale. :)'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-4277442049178168572</id><published>2010-04-07T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:35:10.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer boredom'/><title type='text'>I'll be your universe. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ako: Dy, what's good about the sunsets?&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: Siguro.  Kahit dumidilim. It is during those times when you can see many stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ako:&lt;/strong&gt; HONGA NO. O____O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't written anything for my yearbook page.  We need to use Figures of speech &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;daw&lt;/span&gt;. We are to compare ourselves to other Go'd creation.  I don't want to be a flower nor a tree nor a bird. Things like that are too common. HM. The first thing that popped to my head was: I don't want to be like them. I want something &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;na hindi nila aakalaing gagamitin sa yearbook. &lt;em&gt;Sabi ko, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Sabi ko kay daddy, RAIN. Because rain is essential. Its a necessity. For me it represents balance. BUUT. My dad said that not all people see the rain as a good thing.  Why? Because it causes destruction. HOWKAY. Rain DOESN'T cause destruction.  It is US humans. It is OUR fault. What happened to owning- up-your-mistake thing that out parents taught us when we were little? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the year book topic. 8D Okaaaay. Here are my option: RAIN, UNIVERSE OR EARTH. I knowwww. It's weird. But i like it! HAHA! So i erased 'rain' from the list because of the'destruction' it brings. DAW.  I asked me dad to choose and he chose universe.  I told him my reason even tho he didn't ask me.  Ohkay. Start of. We know that the universe is BIG. Its composed of different galaxies and billions of stars. PERIOD. That's the only fact we know about the universe right? Black hole, sun, asteroids. What I'm trying to point out here is: the universe is not as what it seems.  It is more than what hits the retina, see where I'm going with this?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I believe that I am like that. I am more than my cover and underneath that cover lies different mysteries, different secrets. Just like the universe, who knows what else is out there? Who knows what is BEYOND our milky way? No one right. MYSTERY. &lt;em&gt;Yun yung bumabalot sa universe natin. &lt;/em&gt;and that is what I'm trying to point out.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-4277442049178168572?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/4277442049178168572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=4277442049178168572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4277442049178168572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4277442049178168572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/04/ill-be-your-universe.html' title='I&apos;ll be your universe. :)'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7713452244544487262</id><published>2010-04-05T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:35:26.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refreshed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missed'/><title type='text'>Looking back.</title><content type='html'>I'm bored. YES. I am so damn bored that even the thought of boredom bores me. AAARGH. And this is why i hate looong vacations. I get stuck at home with nothing to do. &lt;--&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And that sentence right there proves how unproductive i am.&lt;/span&gt; Heehee. Ohkay. This is the irony of life, we appreciate something when it is already gone. TSSS. It's not like i don't appreciate school but..I just MISS IT y'know. I miss LCCM &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I won't be coming back there next June. Its weird that in my next first day I will be wearing a different uniform, taking on a different route and will be meeting new different people. I'm gonna be a newcomer again. I've been a newcomer twice or thrice in my Primary and Secondary Levels, trust me. &lt;s&gt;It feels weird.&lt;/s&gt; GAAAH~ College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rerun of my 2009? I think This is LATE. But I'm really bored. Plus. I want to refresh my senior memories tho its just months old. I forget a lot. Except for the memories or the happenings that throw HUGE IMPACTS on me. TSSS. 'nuff said on that part. I really don't want to remember some of the things i remember.  Getch?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JANUARY 2009&lt;/strong&gt; - I was just a junior student. I belong to VALIANT DRIFTERS. Cheering was .... no word for it.  We weren't last and we expected it.  College Week was FUN, well. It always is. :"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEBRUARY 2009 - &lt;/strong&gt;First ever PROM! It was BORING. It was just like Glammery Christmas because of the songs that were played. The JS Prom was held only at the Auditorium.  Our theme was HOLLYWOOD. It was my first time to sing in front of a crowd. The song was "At The Beginning". (which turned out to be our graduation song!) The Seniors sang "Remember Me This way" led by Ate Kim and Ate Janina. :"&gt; Danced and danced and danced. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARCH 2009&lt;/strong&gt; - Finished Junior high with flying colors. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;APRIL 2009 and MAY 2009 &lt;/strong&gt;- Three words rocked my summer: &lt;strong&gt;LGPF CAMP&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;UPLINK! &lt;/strong&gt;I went to Leyte along with other teenagers of my age. Did stuff i thought i couldn't do like rappelling (because i was dead afraid of heights) and was for the first time ever praised for my dancing. &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. JOKETIME. Pero srsly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. They said i was a dancer. LMFAO. Met a lot of GRRREAT people. I love the sky in Leyte. Met kuya timer who was a complete snob but has a very beautiful SMILE. :] UPLINK was my summer review. Never thought I'd enjoy studying thas much. A day was not allowed to passed without Isabelle bullying Jim and us hysterically laughing. :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE 2009 &lt;/strong&gt;- Marked the start of my senior year. :&gt; Was in IV- Wisdom under the supervision Mrs. Teresa Espejo who was SUPER GREAT. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JULY, AUGUST, SEPTEMBER, OCTOBER, NOVEMBER 2009 &lt;/strong&gt;- Slept during class. Doodled during Economics time.  Ate during Trigo. Copied notes. Struggled to survive Calculus. Served the Morning Mass. Made a birthday prayer for Mrs. Francisco. Was PISSED. Was HAPPY. Cried because of a lame-o project. Didn't review for the Religion exam. Lost almost 3 0.4 Black G-tecs. Ate at the canteen together with friends, sometimes in La Residencia with 18.   Stayed at school up to 6' o clock in the evening. Copied assignment from a classmate. Didn't listen to the teacher. Read El Filibusterismo. Studied Light and Sound waves together with the laws of Sines and Cosines.  Wrote notes about the Russian Literature and read the story: The Lottery Ticket.  Found out that Anakarenina wasn't written by a Filipino. Asked for paper. Didn't listen in Mandarin, i mean who does? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DECEMBER 2009&lt;/strong&gt; - We fought for OUR Christmas party which is the "Glammery Christmas". Wen to Inah's place to get ready, curled my hair and wore make up. Almost everyone wore BLACK. Danced til my feet ached and enjoyed like there's no tomorrow. Also went to Pampanga for the annual Giant Lantern Festival. Bet and my bet didn't win. DAMN. HAHA. Saw Pia fell from a skateboard. and laughed. I'M BAD. SORRY PIA. :)) I was also a BEE for a school play. OH-KAY. Imma bee. Fat, yellow and black with face make-up. YAYKS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JANUARY 2010&lt;/strong&gt; - Bid 2009 goodbye and hoped for the best in 2010. Haven't made any new year's resolution because I know that I won't be able to do them. January was COLLEGE WEEK. Cheering *sigh*. Avenging Knights. &lt;strong&gt;WE WENT DOWN TO HISTORY!&lt;/strong&gt; :)) For the first, attended, FROLICS. San Beda's college week. Everything was so &lt;em&gt;mahal &lt;/em&gt;and was paid through tickets. There were rides.  Their college week wasn't far too different from ours, except for the octopus, caterpillar and the ferris wheel.  Went there together with some FRIENDS. :|Went home with a smile plastered on my face. 8D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEBRUARY 2010 &lt;/strong&gt;- HELL DAYS. EXAMS. :|&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARCH 2010&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;JS Prom&lt;/strong&gt;. It was Nicole Cortado who sang our friendship songs. I said songS because we sang two: One Friend and Babay na. Prom was a blast. It was fun. Danced with different people in different tunes.  Enjoyed it because it was my last. Aww. :( Prom Queen and Prom King are both WISDOM  people. The seniors bagged the crowns. haha. Don't get me wrong, everyone looked STUNNING that night. &lt;strong&gt;GRADUATION&lt;/strong&gt;. It was a sad day. I hugged anyone who is within my reach. Its because I'll badly miss them. :"&gt; The end justifies the means. As everyone says it. It's not the end but the beginning of a new chapter in our life's not-finished novel. :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i had a great time. I met lots of great people. I laughed and cried and felt desperate at times. HAHA. Especially when the deadline of a project is tomorrow, who wouldn't cram? 8D I miss school and all the dilemmas it gave me. I miss those people who make me smile in times of downs. TSS. &lt;em&gt;Ang emo ng post&lt;/em&gt;. :)) What is your rain and how did it help you to become a beautiful raimbow? &lt;-- tanong sa final exam sa p6. We were like ano to? Pano to sasagutin? Dapt ba scientific? HAHAHAHA. :)) Those were the times. :)))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7713452244544487262?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7713452244544487262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7713452244544487262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7713452244544487262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7713452244544487262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/04/looking-back.html' title='Looking back.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7520360628134054943</id><published>2010-04-01T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:35:41.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>HELLO APRIL! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SAM_0079.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/th_SAM_0079.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUMMMMERR'S SCENT IS SCATTERED ALL OVER THE PLACE.&lt;/strong&gt;  I'm not a fan of b-tches. OOPS. sorry. What I meant was BEACHES. But Boracay is just an exception especially with its white sand beach. Moy mom planned the trip a loooong time ago. We went there last March 27 up to March 29. It was serious FUN. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OT: They asked me to choose between our batch outing and the overnight with eighteen. I chose the overnight. I'm sorry batchmates. I made a promise to Kuya kase eh. I would reallly ike to go with you sa outing but isa lang talaga. *sigh* Anywas. You guys enjoy, okay? I miss you ALOT. EIGHTEEN. See you on the 10th. :]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, HAPPY APRIL FOOLS. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7520360628134054943?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7520360628134054943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7520360628134054943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7520360628134054943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7520360628134054943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-april.html' title='HELLO APRIL! :)'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-4274886597722383693</id><published>2010-03-26T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:36:00.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last'/><title type='text'>GoodBye, Ms. Senior! *waves*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SAM_0076.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/th_SAM_0076.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RADUATION DAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3| 26| 10. How said it is to part and leave thy walls. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so you get the picture? Mixed emotions. Happy that SCHOOL is now OVVERR, no more projects, assignment, quizzes. HOORAY. Good Bye to sleepless nights and BOOOKSS! YES!  Sad beacuse after Grad, we'll never know how things will turn out. We don't know if we will see each other AGAIN. Scared. Yes, I'm scared of WHAT MIGHT happen and WHAT WILL happen. *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The ceremony started around 8. Each candidate for graduation marched with their parents. It feels weird to be wearing TOGAS. Everything was surreal. last year, I was just an audience. I just watched them cry and all. But now.. being the one in their place is just.. WEIRD. HAHA! Then after the march, Estef Gabuna said her welcoming remarks. She stated that Graduation is not the end, it's the beginning. YEAAAAAA. Everybody says that. Then the Holy Eucharist was celebrated headed by our favorite priest, Fr. Joel! He was like, "Good Morning everyone. Seniorss.. seniors *glares* HAHAHAHA!. After the Mass. He blessed us with Holy Water. &lt;em&gt;Halos ibuhos na ata niya samin yun. HAHAHAHA. &lt;/em&gt;Then graduation rites. Diplomas..Extra Corricular Activities..Loyalty awardees..Academic Awardees. Then, The valedictory speech by Jona Santos.  Then the "Loyalty Song" followed by "Kolehiyo naming Mahal" then "Graduation March". I don't know why, but i did not cry during these times. When "At the Beginning" played, I cried. )): I hugged everyone. I even searched for MS. Espejo but she was nowhere to be found. I thanked everyone, i even hugged the guuysss. HAHAHA!&lt;em&gt; IV- WISDOM BOYS. MGA IYAKIN&lt;/em&gt;. AMP. HAHAHA. &lt;em&gt;Char joke lang. &lt;/em&gt;=)) Then we wento HOOOME.  BTW. I am rooting for our Emcee's toga! She was from UPd.&lt;strong&gt; I WAS LIKE OMGGGG. I LIKE YERR TOGAAA. I WANTIT I WANT IT! HAHAHAH. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SAM_0043.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/th_SAM_0043.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SAM_0046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/th_SAM_0046.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SAM_0050.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/th_SAM_0050.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SAM_0091.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/th_SAM_0091.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thank you Avenging Knights, for everrrry freakiiinn memory. :) You are all priceless! I am so lucky that I met each of you. Than you for every happy memory, for every teardrop.  Strangers are family you have yet to come to know as they say. Well, you are now my FAMILLYYY.  &lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS AVENGING KNIGHT. KEPP FIGHTING. SOAR HIGH. DREAM BIG. GODBLESS. :]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-4274886597722383693?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/4274886597722383693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=4274886597722383693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4274886597722383693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4274886597722383693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/03/goodbye-ms-senior-waves.html' title='GoodBye, Ms. Senior! *waves*'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-9208777676234942716</id><published>2010-03-23T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:36:21.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><title type='text'>To my Dearest You;</title><content type='html'>This is a letter i found on Good House Keeping Magazine. I find it really nice. It was written by Shiloah Matic, the editor-in-chief of TG mag. I find the article cool. Tho its addressed to mom. I'll edit it a bit and address it to both Mom and Dad. :)) STILL CREDITS TO GOOD HOUSE KEEPING &amp;amp;&amp;amp; SHILOAH MATIC. Its about the things tweens want to tell their moms. Its title is: To my Dearest Mommy;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as an official TEEN for i am already on my sweet sixTEENth. :D as said. I'm gonna cut some parts. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LET US HAVE OUR DRAMAS.&lt;/span&gt; Teendom is an emotional time.  So When i come home with a problem, no matter how silly it may seem, if we say it's a big deal, believe us, it's a big deal.  Sometimes we won't talk because we don't think you'd understand.  Sometimes, we just need you to listen. Other times, we just need you to put our world back together with ice cream instead of I-told-you-so's.  Try to put yourself in our shoes, or if you can't, take us shoe shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LET US HAVE OUR DREAMS.&lt;/span&gt; Right now, we want to be rock stars, models and actresses, not for the fortune , but for the fame.  We still know what it means to reach the stars and dream big.  We don't know the meaning of the word "settle".  Let the world teach us that, someday.  For now, president, olympic gold medalist, supermodel, head cheerleader, you name it, we still become it! As kids brought up on Disney cartoons and fairy tales, we learn that even impossible dreams can come true.  Someday, we'll take classes that will open our eyes and find our interests that will lead us to a career we can build on.  But right now, when we start a band or write short stories, just be our biggest fans.  We may not succeed, but if we don't, we hope it's because we tried our best and failed, not because you wouldn't let us try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Let us know we're beautiful.&lt;/span&gt; [di ko na to ilalagay ah. :) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Let us excel in our own way.&lt;/span&gt;  I wish you saw me as more than my report card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;We're like you. but different. &lt;/span&gt; I look a lot like you. But I'm not you.  I have my own interests, opinions and even values- sometimes they're just like yours, but sometimes they're not.  Difference don't have to be all bad right?  You and I have our disagreements- like what I should wear, who should I listen to, and what will make me happy in my life- but we can still be friends.  You may hate my music, my friends, my choices, but they are my choices for a reason.  Talk to me, find out why i think such and such is the coolest thing on earth, or why i have to go to the mall with my pals on a school night, just this once.  You don't have to say yes- you're still my parents- but first hear me out before you say no.  All I need from you is respect.  Respect that I a an individual.  Respect that I am growing up to be the person I want to be.  You may not always understand me, but I'll be forever grateful if you try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE ZEE ARTICLE. But i thank HIM for giving me very understanding parents. :D For my mom and dad who lets me do and take up whatever I want. For them who make me grow into the person who I WANT TO BE. even tho they told me that they are eager to mold me into a person who they want to be. They let me be who I am. WITHOUT ISSUES. :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-9208777676234942716?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/9208777676234942716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=9208777676234942716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/9208777676234942716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/9208777676234942716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-my-dearest-you.html' title='To my Dearest You;'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-6111880452761114490</id><published>2010-03-22T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T03:19:12.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><title type='text'>Today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;3rd honorable mention. *sigh* Bumaba. Atleast. :) Academic Awardees are as follows: Carlo Batangan, Liezel Abad, Willer Lou Reyes &amp;amp; Tiffany Garcia.  Third Honorable Mention: Yours truly, Second Honorable Mention: Princess Macatuno, First Honorable Mention: Raymond Mercado. Salutatorian: Erciak Gomez. Valedictorian: Jona Santos.  Yan yung sa scie sec. Valedictorian for Bussiness is Sherlyne Acuesta! :)Kung gen. average ata paguusapan siya rin ang first all in all. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to attend the Recognition tomorrow. :) LAST RECOGNITION DAY. :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-6111880452761114490?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/6111880452761114490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=6111880452761114490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/6111880452761114490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/6111880452761114490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/03/today.html' title='Today.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-3238592878936944253</id><published>2010-03-20T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:37:01.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o-o'/><title type='text'>o__o</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to UP-M last Thursday. Magt-try dapat ako, si eicka chaka si nanay magparecon. SO YEAA. We went to the registrar. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And on that day God proved to me that a slot in UP is not for me YET.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; There was a paper posted for students who would like to appeal for a slot in the said campus. THE CUT OFF GRADE WAS 2.580. Ang sakit sakit. SOBRA. My UPG was 2.587. fvck. natulala ako when i saw that. i was like..WHAT? SECONNDDD. Tinignan namn ni Pia yung list ng pumasa, I tried looking for JAYMALIN kahit na alam ko naman na wala yung pangalan ko dun. Alam mo kung ano pa yung masakit? i saw JAYMA! TTHHH. YESS. The persons's surname was JAYMA! Dalawa yun. ARRRSSH. NATULALA AKO LALO. Alam mo yun? O_O &lt;strong&gt;HAY.  &lt;/strong&gt;Meron pa dun UPG 1.00. IMAGINEEEE. UNOOOO~ O_O Nagpaparecon pa siyaaaa. Kalerkaaaaaa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-3238592878936944253?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/3238592878936944253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=3238592878936944253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3238592878936944253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3238592878936944253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/03/oo.html' title='o__o'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7211270898251415725</id><published>2010-03-19T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:37:20.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>These Days.</title><content type='html'>I MISS BLOGGGGGINGG. HELL YESS. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 19 na. March 26 = GRAD. SAD. :( We're making the most out of everything. Hard as it may sound but sometimes we have to let go on things in order to continue living. Wala pa kaming idea kung sino yung Valedictorian namin. Kung sino man siya I'm sure he or she deserves it. :) HONORS? Hay. sa Monday pa. Ayoko lang talagang mawala sa Mentions. Masaya na ko dun. PROMISE. :"&gt; We already started practicing for the Grad. Di ko alam kung maga-audition pa ko for first reading. Ayoko na kasing magcommentator. Nung Grade 6 kase ako din yung Commentator eh. Si Fr. Joel yung magma-mass. SUPPERRR SAYA NON. SURE NA. Love na love pa naman siya ng klase namin. Siya din kase yung sa retreat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamimiss ko?&lt;strong&gt; LAHAT. LAHAT LAHAT. WISDOM. JUSTICE. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EIGHTEEN&lt;/span&gt;. TEACHERS.&lt;/strong&gt; Kahit yung school nga eh! Yung mga lower year levels na naging ka-close ko din. Bababalik naman ako eh. Sa Cheering niyo. ;)  Mamimiss kong pumasa kahiot pabanjing banjing lang. CHAR. di pala. KASE. Wala pala talagang pabanjing banjing kay Sir Muldong. =)) &lt;strong&gt;I SURVIVED CALCULUS. HELL YESS I DIDDDD!&lt;/strong&gt; HAII~ Lalo na sa mga naging second nanays at tatays ko. GRABEH. SUPER. To sum it all up: THANK YOU. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College? Ibang usapan na yun. Wala akong IDEA. AS IN. WALAAAAA. Di ko alam kung anong mangyayari after GRAD. :| Di ko alam kung san ako mag-aaral. Di ko alam. DI TALAGA. mehn. and this is the part of life that i don't want to face. DECISIONS.  Paano mo malalaman kung ano ba talaga yung pipiliin mo? What if MALI yung choice mo? I DON'T WANT TO LIVE MY LIFE SAYING WHAT IFS. As much as possible gusto kong gawin yung gusto ko talaga, yun bang may interes ako. I don't want to look back, ayokong manghinayang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BITIN ANG SENIOR YEAR. SURE NAAA!&lt;/span&gt; Pwede bang REWIND?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7211270898251415725?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7211270898251415725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7211270898251415725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7211270898251415725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7211270898251415725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/03/these-days.html' title='These Days.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7433820826892153514</id><published>2010-03-10T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:37:38.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FU'/><title type='text'>DILEMMA</title><content type='html'>Ngayon lang ako maglalabas ng sama ng loob sa blog na toh. SURE NA. :| I'm disappointed. Actually as i type this rant tears are already forming in my eyes. Its stupid I know but this is how disappointed and pressured i am. I'm an upcoming freshman college student. At first I was really excited, sabi ko sana gumradweyt na ko para college na para kaseng mas madali, less pressure, minsan lang stress. Pero Lech. di pa ko umaalis ng higschool stress na kagad ang dala sakin ng college. :| DAMN. iI thought i had a chance dun sa school na gusto ko. Pumasa naman. Di nga lang sa campus at course na gusto ko. *_* Masakit, oo. But. Atleast. PUMASA KO :D BONGGA. Next. Hindi ko naman ganung gusto yung school. I like my course but not the school. So alis na sa choices [?]. Last. Di nanaman ako pumasa. Di ko alma kung di talaga ko pumasa o hindi talaga ko pumasa sa quota. LECH na quota yaaaaaaaaaan. Amp talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIII. I caught between pressure and expectations. :| This is soo efffin~ hard. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Prom na bukas. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7433820826892153514?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7433820826892153514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7433820826892153514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7433820826892153514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7433820826892153514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/03/dilemma.html' title='DILEMMA'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-5749257969369951009</id><published>2010-03-01T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:38:00.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><title type='text'>EMO. :)))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you just hate the feeling when hinahabol mo yung oras pero kahit anong gawi mong bilis sa paghabol nauunahan pa rin niya? ARGH.  DAYS ARE LEFT. Sad i know. :| It brings sadness when i think of it. I know i should be happy and i know that i wished for this but somehow. Sometimes. You regret for the things that you wish. I am gonna miss everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a quick u[date. I'm doing LOTS i'm sorry. :| this is my last regular week. next week will be exams then prom..then. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-5749257969369951009?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/5749257969369951009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=5749257969369951009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5749257969369951009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5749257969369951009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/03/emo.html' title='EMO. :)))'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-6855903177296902424</id><published>2010-02-19T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T04:17:34.582-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trigo'/><title type='text'>The making of an envelope: the hard way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's been days since my last update. I know i promised that i would try to update as regular possible but there are complications.  I've been busy with school works lately, we just had our long examinations yesterday and the day before that. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ms. Espejo, our trigo teacher made an activity for the topic navigation. Kuya Raymond was my group mate that's why i felt confident about the said activity.  She gave us steps and we should follow it, an object will be formed once you finish the steps. WE TRIED AND TRIED. :| Envelope daw yung mafo-form. RAWR. It was really haaaaard. :|&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=trigo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/th_trigo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=trigo2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/trigo2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;L: Eto lang natapos namin sa walangyang envelope na yan. :))&lt;br /&gt;R: Ms. Espejo explaining kung ano magiging itsura nung envelope. :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aral.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/th_aral.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and this is how i study. reviewers for the second day exams. :|&lt;br /&gt;FIL | CALCULUS | PHYSICS | TRIGO | ORG CHEM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are not trying to kill us swear. HAHA! HAIIII. High School life. Btw. Our prom is on March 11 in Oasis Gardens. BWAHAHA. I don't have a partner! HOORAY. I wonder how Ericka's prophecy will turn out? Haiiiii~ PLMAT Results. :) Dug Dug Dug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-6855903177296902424?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/6855903177296902424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=6855903177296902424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/6855903177296902424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/6855903177296902424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/02/making-of-envelope-hard-way.html' title='The making of an envelope: the hard way.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-8872557017098543775</id><published>2010-02-14T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T02:17:00.815-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>V-DAY! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y Y'ALL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, I spent my V-day with my dad and my brother in Time Zone. HAHA!  Well, Happy Birhtday Sanriel! :) I had a great time last Friday. It was one good night. You guys made me cry even if it wasn't my birthday. :| It hurts to see that we only got days left before Graduation. I know that we will still see each other BUUUUUT. &lt;em&gt;*sighs* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FRIDAY (February 13, 2010) HAPPENING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a *bleeeeep* person did something. UGH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went to Sanriel's place to celebrate her birthday in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we ate spaghetti and lumpiang ubod. SARAP! &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/429/429779khcqsolunx.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;18 forum. sorted out some issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they gave Sanriel a note written by *bleep*.  it was all planned. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we blew Sanriel's cake together. each of us gave a wish for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Rinette's wish for 18: Kait na di tayo magkakasama, nasa iisang langit lang naman tayo diba? Tingin lang kay sa taas. *and this made me CRYYYY. T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went home and got home around 8. Heehee. And i said i wasn't going to go home late. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; It doesn't matter if you give your lover or special someone a flower or a gift. for me, the best thing to give to him/her is TIME. It's one of the most precious gifts in the world. :) Ohhh and by the way, a normal girl will be hapy if you'll give her roses. DID I JUST MENTION THAT I AM NOT NORMAL? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-8872557017098543775?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/8872557017098543775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=8872557017098543775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8872557017098543775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8872557017098543775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/02/v-day.html' title='V-DAY! :)'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-9105463471265224774</id><published>2010-02-09T03:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T03:24:27.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toga'/><title type='text'>Togas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Mrs. Francisco entered the classroom during Filipino time. She asked us to put the size of our TOGAS on the paper she handed to Jona. TOGAS MY FRIENDS. Many said "AWWW". I think i was actually one of them.  Hell yeaa. I wanna get out of highschool but, i don't think that I'm ready.NOW. :| I am scared of what will happen to me with a new school, new teacher / professors and lastly new people. Its kinda hard fitting in at first, don't you think? Its scaryyy and exciting. :| Hai. I wonder kung saang school ako papasok. D8 30+ school days na lang. D8&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-9105463471265224774?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/9105463471265224774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=9105463471265224774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/9105463471265224774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/9105463471265224774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/02/togas.html' title='Togas.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-56762826375665330</id><published>2010-02-01T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T02:17:05.591-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><title type='text'>Feeling Tumblr. =))</title><content type='html'>&lt;Br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've been tumblr hopping. Many people are now using the said site so i decided to browse on some pages. :d I was fascinted by the pictures. HAHA! Sa blogspot kase more on words, dun naman graphics which is cool. AT dahil nainggit ako. MPF! I made one! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=practice.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/practice.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fail ba? Di naman diba? HAHA! Nakakatuwa lang. Naaadik nanaman ako sa Adobe. I'm trying to make some quotes and find suitable pictures. Ayoko ipost sa Fesbook. Wala din namang nangyayari. HAHA! Share ko na lang dito. BTW. CREDITS TO FLICKR FOR THE UHMAZING PICTURE. ;&gt; gagawa pa ko. Nakakaadik. Gumawa kaya ko ng tumblr? HAHAHA. Tapos graphics lagn ang ipopost ko dun. YAAAAY. Tama tama. =)) Pero tnatamad pa din ako. =) Ok na toh. HAHA &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-56762826375665330?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/56762826375665330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=56762826375665330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/56762826375665330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/56762826375665330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/02/feeling-tumblr.html' title='Feeling Tumblr. =))'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-778875407314622009</id><published>2010-01-27T03:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T03:42:42.709-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>crack crack</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Its not that i don't feel anything when I see you with her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its just that i try hard not to show it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-A.JAYMALIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-friends. walang intriga ha. trip ko lang gumawa ng quote. wala akong mapost na iba eh. siguro by next week may bago na kong post tungkol sa cheering. kami ang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POWER RANGERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. hooray, :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-778875407314622009?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/778875407314622009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=778875407314622009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/778875407314622009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/778875407314622009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/01/crack-crack.html' title='crack crack'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-5474893047877896375</id><published>2010-01-24T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T04:23:47.111-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='click'/><title type='text'>Life's Remote Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=livebuttons.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/livebuttons.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dunno where i got this but I LIKE IT. I hope life has a remote contrl just like this one. Like in the movie "CLICK". HAHA. For suuure. I'll always use the STOP nd the PAUSE button. Life  chokes me sometimes. :| It makes me wanna stop and just cry because of all the bottled up feelings.  I want to PAUSE things. Because some memories are too happy and pictures ain't enough. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-5474893047877896375?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/5474893047877896375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=5474893047877896375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5474893047877896375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5474893047877896375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/01/lifes-remote-control.html' title='Life&apos;s Remote Control'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-5280974630523033320</id><published>2010-01-21T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:21:33.155-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemmas'/><title type='text'>The rest is just BLAH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;Br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I didn't pass UP. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369176i664wis02c.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  YES. it was depressing but it was good that i got over it. HAHA! My parents told tme that if i really wanted to enter UP-d i should try my best and should have good grades. As for now, I am still praying. Btw. I passed for the Acad Scholarship in LCCM. -___-" Nothing interesting is happening with me right now. Life is really unexpected. You'll never know how things will turn out. IMMA UPDATE YOU GUYS after na ng lahat lahat. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369161m12bzrs2cw.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-5280974630523033320?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/5280974630523033320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=5280974630523033320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5280974630523033320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5280974630523033320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/01/rest-is-just-blah.html' title='The rest is just BLAH.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-2448116567690469722</id><published>2010-01-17T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T04:02:25.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Things to do before they tell me i can't anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;Br&gt;When the internet jammed and my fingers wanted to type so badly. Heheee. I typed things on MS WORD. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THINGS TO DO BEFORE PEOPLE TELL ME THAT I CAN’T DO IT ANYMORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I want to witness the sunset and the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-I want to go to boracay.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I want to go to El Nido / Palawan&lt;br /&gt;-I wanna see the canyon in Corregidor&lt;br /&gt;-I wanna take a picture of me in the old streets of Vigan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-I want a picture of me in a plane.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Celebrate Christmas Eve in the Vatican.&lt;br /&gt;-Have a picture taken in the Eiffel and the Great Wall.&lt;br /&gt;-Go Fishing.&lt;br /&gt;-Learn how to ride a bike.&lt;br /&gt;-will throw a bottle with a message inside in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;-MOUNTAIN CLIMBING!&lt;br /&gt;-Write a short romantic/comedy. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;-I’ll buy myself a digicam and a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;-Ride a Ship.&lt;br /&gt;-have a new hair do&lt;br /&gt;-be a vocalist of a band.&lt;br /&gt;-have her own website. OYEH. this i LIKE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL DO THESE! SWEEAAAR. :) lalo na yung sa VATICAN! lakwatsera ako, you know? kaya ayan! Halos lahat yun tungkol sa pagalis. BWAHA. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-2448116567690469722?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/2448116567690469722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=2448116567690469722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2448116567690469722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2448116567690469722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-to-do-before-they-tell-me-i-cant.html' title='Things to do before they tell me i can&apos;t anymore.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-347627587049897794</id><published>2010-01-15T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T02:56:19.700-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retreat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisodm'/><title type='text'>IV WISDOM @ TAGAYTAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;bR&gt;&lt;bR&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--did you know that i have to repeat my WHHOOOLE post just because the freaking internet connection was damned and i wasn't able to publish it? HOOOOOH. *hyperventilates* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wisdom-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/wisdom-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IV WISDOM| 01/15/2010 | TAGAYTAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We went to Tgayatay around 7:30 in the morning. We used LCCM's big bus. It was too big that some of us is sitting alone in a 3-seater sit. I wasn't expecting the ride to be that long. I thought that Tgayatay is just minutes away. HAHA! We had a stop over. Jona and I bought fruit shakes inspite that fact that the wind is so cold. When we got to Tahanan ni Santa Monica retreat house IV Justice was there taking pictures. I gave my friend some waves and smiles because that's all i can give them After all they were headed home whil we were just about to start our retreat.  Everyone gave retreat letters, it was touching that even the guys did theirs. Thank you pala friends for the SWEET SWEET retreat letters.  &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/368/368959bc81nd29tx.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We went straight to the conference room and Siter Jazz gave us some reminders and told us about the house rules. Food were placed outside because eating inside rooms were not allowed.  I shared room with Jona, Tif and Mariz.  It was a quiet room actually because Tiffany is usually asleep so is Jona and Mariz was always writing. &lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Room 24 (which is our room is infront of Dorm 2 where all 16 guys stayed) was also the extension of the boys' tooth brush area. Some of them didn't bring tooth paste and some even tooth brush ( YIII. MARK. hahaha) Kuya Raymond was always inside our room.  There are two double decks and i was on top beside the window. HAHA! &lt;em&gt;Super lamig sa pwesto koh.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Around 1.30 we watched a movie entitled "Atonement". It was TOTALLLLY b-o-r-i-n-g. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/368/368961yzn6nhcis8.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was about an unrequited love. A girl was in love with a guy named Danny who is, i guess, twice her age.  Danny likes another girl who is the lead girl's sister. She was totally jealous to the point that she said that Danny raped someone. See how bitter she was? Anyways. Everybody was sleepy. Some already fell asleep and nobody understood the shambled story.  The movie ended around 3.30 after that we ate merienda in the dining hall. Carbonara and Garlic bread. SUUUPER YUMMY.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4 o clock. We went to the conference room where Father Joel is.  He told us to leave our slippers and things outside because we are going to have an activity.  Before entering the room they told us to pick one sheep inside the plastice bag.  After getting inside Father Joel instructed us to find other classmated holding the same kind of sheep. We were 12 in the group and we are Flock GREEN. The game goes like this:  The flock / group should go to the other island which is outsude the room.  We were given 5 rugs/ lotus feet which we can use in crossing.  The rules: only 3 people per rug.  You can move your own rug.  You can step on other people's rug but you cannot move them.  Bawal hilahin yung rug because the crocs will move. The crocs btw are Ms. Espejo (mommy croc), Ms. Ariola ( ate croc) and Father Joel (baby croc) when he told us about it everyone laughed hysterically. So the we made our strategy but it didn't work. HAHA! Naiwan kami ni Joy then Father said: GAME OVER. He told us to sit on the floor and he ask \ed us about our observation. I answered: Everyone was eager to win. In this activity he taught us 2 lessons:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Winning isn't everything.&lt;br /&gt;-Even if its legal it doesn't mean that it is moral.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;He told us that in our society today people do everything just for them to win. even if it mean pushing other people away.  He said that the idea of everyone of being winners is hard. Well ateleast he said its hard, not impossible. He asked us if naisip ba namin magtulungan para manalo lahat tapos walang losers. He said that if we can do the game again, he asked us if we will do what he said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After non he taught us some songs: ONE WAY pati STILL both by Hillsong United. Buong Wisdom na-LSS hanggang school kinakanta at halos lahat ng status sa FB yun. Tapos nun we ate dinner. Nagayos ayos ng gamit. Tapos we went back.  Nag-discuss si Father. He told a story about a father and a son.  The son went to a dte and promised to be back by 12 midnight.  So by 11 he asked the girl if he can bring her home because he promised his father he would be back by 12.  But they saw his HS friends. So they had coffee in Starbucks and it was quarter to 12 so he said goodbye to his friends. But his friends asked his number first and apologized for letting him stay.  He brought the girl him and he got by 1.  He knocked and knocked and his father asked him "What time is it?" So he said 12.  "Anong usuapan? " "I'll sleep outside" "Good night!"  So the father went inside the house leaving the son outside.  A few minutes later the father came back with a pillow and a blanket.  "Usapa natin, you'll sleep outside, pero wala sa usapan na hindi kita pwedeng samahan." the father said.  AWWW. Then Father told us that that's how God loves us.  He showed us video of a father and a son.  The father is a bridge contratctor.  Something happened and the boy slipped, if the father pushes the lever many people will die and when he pulls it his only son will die.  The father chose the salvation of many. Super sad. :( There is also a song entitled: DANCE WITH MY FATHER. i cried. :)) 12 na hindi pa kami tapos so pinatulog na kami ni Father kase late na we had the mass 7 in the morning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CqbhsgeTpZM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;GRABEH NUNG GABI! MAY NAGAPAHABOL SA ASO! :))))) Tapos pag tumingin ka sa labas parang scakes and ladders. Papasok na lang sa kaniya kaniyang room para lang di mahuli sa labas. HAHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Nung morning nasermonan kami ni Father dahil isang di ilalang tao. There is something about what he/she said that made father angry. Tapos nung nagmass siya iba yung way ng confession namin.  I read the first reading. Super ganda. :) Tapos when they gave the retreat letters from  our parents. Umiyak lahat. Di lang pala iyak. Hagulgol pala. HAHAHAHA. Lalo na yung katabi ko pati si Eka! :)) Super sweet din ni Mrs. Espejo kase ginawan niya din kami ng retreat letter kahit na pareparehas kami nng iba. :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After ng mass, bfast, after nun goodbye tagaytay na! AWW. Super saya talaga ng retreat. Thankyou Wisdom for making it so memorable. Thankyou din pala sa mga retreat letters! :) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ILOVEYOU SENIORS.&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ps. plmat na bukas. PLEASE PRAY FOR ME. THANKYOU. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-347627587049897794?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/347627587049897794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=347627587049897794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/347627587049897794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/347627587049897794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/01/iv-wisdom-tagaytay.html' title='IV WISDOM @ TAGAYTAY'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-8933965991959379368</id><published>2010-01-13T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T05:22:14.189-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='result'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retreat'/><title type='text'>USTET2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ab Communication Arts -- Did Not Qualify&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ab Journalism&lt;/strong&gt;         -- Waiting List&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes i know.  The results were unexpected. HAHA! Well I'm not surprised na nag waiting list lang ako dahil sa kinadamidami ng estudyanteng nagexam. Madami dun ka-course ko at mas matalino sakin. WIII. But still i thank the Lord for letting me pass. Sana momentum na talaga toh magire-diretso na hanggang UP. GAAAAHHH~  Ate Kristen's sister was the icebreaker. We went to go USTe for us to see the results. We have no idea that they sent letters to our school. :)) Ate Nikki was like  "sampalin kaya kita. Umayos ka." HAHA! Because i really have no intention of knowing the results through the net dahil sa words na : DID NOT QUALIFY. HAHA! Shucks. &lt;strong&gt;Congrats po sa mga pumasa. :) &lt;/strong&gt;I really have no intention of entering UST but para panigurado na din. :|  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomorrow will be our retreat. I'm kind of excited. I wrote retreat letters for  18 ang 2 bussiness people. I'm sorry guys if i will not be able to give you a retreat letter. I'm really really sorry but thanyou for the ones who gave me letters. LOVEYOU GUYS. I'm only waiting for one LOOOONG retreat letter; it's the ones from my parents. SHHH. di nila alam na alam ko na. ang ECHOS. confidential pa. TSSSS. *rolls eyes* Isusuko po ang cellphone tom. AWCH. Imma bring my cam. *itfeelsgoodsaying"MY"camera* LOOOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll update you guys when we come back. HAHA! P.S.  PLM is on SUNDAY. PLEASE PRAY FOR ME. :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-8933965991959379368?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/8933965991959379368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=8933965991959379368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8933965991959379368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8933965991959379368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/01/ustet2010.html' title='USTET2010'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-5542602020051490060</id><published>2010-01-05T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:47:17.168-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemmas'/><title type='text'>the waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I WANNA HAVE MY OWWWN DOMAINNNNN.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369176i664wis02c.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *wipe tears* okay i'm done. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results for USTET will be out next week. I know that i'm not much of a UST fan but i wanna pass UST. yeaaa. i know that it's weird saying this but. I really wanna pass UST. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sobrang relief yun kung ganun.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369167new03mb0ow.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; Retreat will also be next week, it will be in Tagaytay,, for a change. HAHA. I think i did well in my examinations today. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/368/368985u61hahixuw.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; Ayun. Rando Update lang ito friends. Wala akong maisip na ikwento. HAHA. PAGPRAY NIYO KAMI SA UST, UP AT ADMU ha. ;)&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-5542602020051490060?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/5542602020051490060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=5542602020051490060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5542602020051490060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5542602020051490060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/01/waiting.html' title='the waiting'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-3243260655701814804</id><published>2010-01-02T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T02:01:33.376-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Yoooow 2010. :&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;Br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First post for 2010. &lt;/strong&gt;Thank You for the New Year messages. I was reaaally touched. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/368/368959bc81nd29tx.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;p&gt;2010 is just synonymous to one word and that my friends is college. Btw, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;/span&gt; to those who passed DLSU. &lt;em&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp; im jealous. &gt;&gt; &lt;/em&gt;i wasn't able to take the test. &lt;em&gt;sayang.&lt;/em&gt; anyways. PLMAT is scheduled on the 17th. My mom wants me to do good. HAI. I'm really trying you know? I want to pass UPCAT badly dears. i don't know why.  Do you think that MassCommunication doesn't fit me? Cause it hink people are kind of disappointed when i tell them that i want to take up MasCom and be a reporter or a writer. I think they are expecting me to be a doctor or something. GAAAAHHH~ It's not even close to what i want.&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/368/368961yzn6nhcis8.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;I'm not as diligent as they are, I do not dream of going out of the country in order to gain money. PRAYERSSS FRIENDS. please? Once i know the results and its good news. i'll send you guys AMILIIIIIOOONKISSES. 8DDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second. Phew. Graduation. Sheeeesh. Its fixed March 26 and its the end. GUUBAYY HAYSKUL. *waves* Hello College. I'm preeeettty excited. HAHA. i'm getting bored with highschool. projects. homeworks. but im trying to enjoy the last bits of it. because many say that it's the best part of schooling, once i start college i think i'll beg to disagree. HAHAHAHA. kidding. &lt;em&gt;kakainin ko din ang mga sinasabi ko ditooo. :))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;waiiitt. watching new moon. dvd. JACOB=ABS. :)))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-3243260655701814804?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/3243260655701814804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=3243260655701814804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3243260655701814804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3243260655701814804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2010/01/yoooow-2010.html' title='Yoooow 2010. :&gt;'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-3786324049415970891</id><published>2009-12-29T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:15:19.273-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Those were the days. Part 1 of 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;Br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is gonna be a long post i believe. so they cleaned the room with so little help from me. i kept on sniffing. Anyways my main agenda on helping was looking for the envelope and a box where in my certificates and medals were kept. Fortunately, I FOUND IT! &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/687/687657tjeez4a46v.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;And then along with my old certificates i also found a small notebook.  I'm guessing that it was my diary when i was just grade 6. There were pictures of me and my friends with captions. I saw this entry with a pad paper pasted on it.  I wrote it when i was in grade 5, it was a home room activity and as the paper says so it was the FIRST ever activity. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So my name was there. Grade and Section. I was Grade five back then section COMPASSION. We were asked to write our strong points, and so i wrote mine!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-FRIENDLY - SOMETIMES MAKE OTHERS LAUGH - THOUGHTFUL. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369006hqz7abwbt9.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i can't help but smile. HAHAHA. i think i still am friendly. but i don't think i make others laugh. because i laugh WITH them. HAHA. im thoughtful? OMIGAWD. i seriously don't think so. I forget most things even names!  I just place important stuff in my reminders so that i will remember! HAHAH. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were asked to write God's gifts to us. (imma place it here na katulad na katulad nung nasa paper ha.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.) My talent, my one and only talent is singing and storytelling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ONLE AND ONLY daw eh dalawa naman  yung nakalagay. bubu~ GRABEHH. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369302w5prxq4bp9.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but i really do thank God for these gifts. *bats eyes*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.) My Family and Relatives&lt;br /&gt;3.) My friends.&lt;br /&gt;4.) The food that i eat.&lt;br /&gt;5.) The warmth of my parents.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What others see in me&lt;/b&gt; (now this is interesting. HAHA. and im kinda happy with what they do see in me. HAHAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-friendly           -good voice and friendly       -kind and helpful&lt;br /&gt;-mabait             -helpful and intelligent       -smart&lt;br /&gt;-cheerful &lt;/strong&gt;(OYEH!)&lt;strong&gt;   -very smart                    -intelligent &lt;/strong&gt;(si GOMEZ TO! :)) )&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-courageous         -good in reading               -responsible &lt;/strong&gt;(nabulag sila!)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-matalino           -beautiful &lt;/strong&gt;(*speechless*)&lt;strong&gt;      -matalino at so beautful&lt;/strong&gt; (OMG.)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-magaling                      -mabait             -respectful&lt;br /&gt;-smart and friendly            -smart and kind     -kind&lt;br /&gt;-she is smart&lt;/strong&gt;.(hayup sentence!)&lt;strong&gt;-masipag &lt;/strong&gt;(zOMG!)&lt;strong&gt;     -helpful&lt;br /&gt;-mabait                        -intellgent         -good and smart&lt;br /&gt;-very smart girl               -friednly           -smart&lt;br /&gt;-good in math (&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369302w5prxq4bp9.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)    -smart girl.          -intelligent &lt;br /&gt;-kind and good        -kind and helpful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny that's how they see me. HAHAHA. ilang bese na ulit yung salitang smart at intelligent. Yung dabest talaga yung good in math. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369302w5prxq4bp9.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ano to joketime? sinusuka ko na nga math eh. AHAHAHA. kaloka. Twas fun rememebering those days. It was so good of my young self that i planned to keep it. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-3786324049415970891?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/3786324049415970891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=3786324049415970891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3786324049415970891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3786324049415970891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/12/those-were-days.html' title='Those were the days. Part 1 of 2'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-3071493204940612526</id><published>2009-12-23T17:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:33:21.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HappyBirthday! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS Y'ALL.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;weloooovesyou. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another christmas is about to pass.&lt;br /&gt;crapppppyy. how can life be so fast?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-3071493204940612526?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/3071493204940612526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=3071493204940612526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3071493204940612526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/3071493204940612526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/12/happybirthday.html' title='HappyBirthday! (:'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7245934841058329963</id><published>2009-12-23T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T02:37:07.194-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>Overnight @ Pampanga / Bulacan</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;My life these past few days are becoming monotonous once again. I wake up. I eat breakfast around 9 am. I either watch a movie or open the PC. I eat lunch. I sleep again. I eat merienda. I watch or open the PC. I eat again and i sleep. IT SUCKS. ikr. Nagunli na ko ng 5 days mahirap na. HAHA! So about the Pampanga trip. Witwew. Story telling starts now..&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/411/411123jvvsj46ywt.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_6790-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_6790-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to the meeting place around 1 pm. Call time is 2. Knowing the heavy traffic in Divisoria i asked Eicka if we could go into another route, so we went through Tayuman. We met Steph around 2. and everybody was late. HAHA. kidding. To make the long story short.  We went to Pampanga first since the goal of the trip was the Lantern Festival held in San Fernando. HAHA. We ate dinner in Mama's place. SUGPO was total love. HAHA! We went to Robinsons around 6:30 Pm. The Festival started around 9.  So they placed bets. My bet was Sto. Niño. Everything was beautiful, we even saw our calculus teacher there. Vids are posted in my &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.youtube.com/jayeskie"&gt;YOUTUBE CHANNEL&lt;/a&gt; Dolores won that night.  Ericka was saved. HAHA. The night was fun. Learn how to play Lucky 9. Isang beses lang ako nabokya. WAHAHAHA. woke up around 10 am? Played with Emie's niece Elisha. She's waaay cute. Got home around 4 PM. PLAKDAAAA. PICTURES ARE IN MY FB ACCOUNT. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/589/589228gtdzvf8onz.jpg" width="18" height="19" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7245934841058329963?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7245934841058329963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7245934841058329963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7245934841058329963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7245934841058329963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/12/overnight-pampanga-bulacan.html' title='Overnight @ Pampanga / Bulacan'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-520000676840059047</id><published>2009-12-18T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T18:31:26.471-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>The List of Events. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;Br&gt;I haven't been updating for days. HAHA! I'm sorry about that. Its just that I've been busy this past few weeks. I was busy bumming around and planning for things that eventually became successful was also busy practicing for a play so that's that. here lemme show you my december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DECEMBER 16, 2009; CHRISTMAS ARK WITH A TWIST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PLAY-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/PLAY-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma bee. told you. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369142lpbls7io2x.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas Ark with a twist is a musical play about Noah and the Great Flood.  We played as the singing bees. UGH. yeaaaa.  We arrived late that morning and was horrified when I found out that they are serious about the face paint. Well, they are. And it was...:| The first showing was..a mess. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369286qzqm85uhnl.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  This is due i think to lack of practice. We were the last to perform and everything went well. The second showing was on the afternoon where high school students were the audience. Things turned out well. I think. &lt;strong&gt;I LOOOOVE KERMIT!&lt;/strong&gt; He is soo cute. And i got LSS-ed with the song&lt;strong&gt; Rainbow Connection&lt;/strong&gt; because of Kevin and Lyzah they kept on singing it. HAHA~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DECEMBER 17, 2009; GLAMERRY CHRISTMAS FOR A CAUSE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GLAM-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/GLAM-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Glamerry Christmas started last year. It was a plain-old High School Christmas party with alot of dancing and people who wears fashionable clothes. This time Glam was launched to help another charity which is the Missionaries of Charity in Tayuman.  Late nanaman kami. HAHA! In my opinion this year's party was more fun than last time because of the songs. Everyone was dancing to the tunes. BTW. THANK YOU FOR THE GIIIFTS!~ I totally appreciated it. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369315rg7t2lcr0p.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Too bad the party ended 9.30. :| Unlike last eyar they ended Midnight. &lt;em&gt;madami daw kase nagreklamo.  &lt;/em&gt;Favorite ko yung sa Tequilla. AWOO. hahaha. Ankool. :)) My dad fetched me by 10 PM. It was totally a night to remember. &lt;em&gt;especially since this is our last glam rock. :((&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DECEMBER 18, 2009; MISSIONARIES OF CHARITY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/?action=view&amp;amp;current=103_6720-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x266/br0ken029/103_6720-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 PM. We chatted with our Nanays and Tatays.  It was a heart breaking scene to know that no one even visit them.  Some are not able to walk or see. Some are bedridden.  It was fun trying to help. Tho it was kinda sad because i remember my grannies.  I don't have much story to tell. But I HAD FUN. (:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND TODAY. WE'RE OOF TO PAMPANGA/ BULACAN TO WITNESS THE LANTERN FESTIVAL. YAYYYY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-520000676840059047?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/520000676840059047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=520000676840059047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/520000676840059047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/520000676840059047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/12/list-of-events.html' title='The List of Events. (:'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-8579669579924838909</id><published>2009-12-12T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T19:42:26.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas wish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;Br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Santa Claus,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;              I wrote this through mail because people now have more time to check their pc's for e-mails rather than walking to the mailbox and opening an envelope. My wish list consist of only ONE faithful wish. Imma  senior student of a catholic school here in Manila. Now i know you have an idea now of what i wanted for Christmas.  Lemme go straight to the point Santa.  I think the best Christmas gift is allowing me to pass every college entrance exam i've taken especially  my dream school.  I want nothing more than that. But if you are also generous enough, will you give me laptop? But of course i was just kidding.  So i think that's that Santa. Pleeease Pleaase grant my wish.  I think i've been good this year. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369167new03mb0ow.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS. ADVANCE MERRY CHRISTMAS! ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sincerely, &lt;/strong&gt;Me. :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-8579669579924838909?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/8579669579924838909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=8579669579924838909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8579669579924838909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/8579669579924838909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-wish.html' title='Christmas wish.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7433524354187885257</id><published>2009-12-11T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T04:45:08.371-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie buff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'>the mile can be too long.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;i thought that i will never find a beautiful subject for a post. okay erase. wrong word. beautiful doesn't fit. but i don't know. It's one good topic. And it's about the movie entitled "The Green Mile" starred by Tom Hanks.  My dad was having a movie marathon of his' movies the other night. The Green Mile played second. I never watched this movie up until yesterday?  I thought that the movie is all about a war. And it surprised me because The Green Mile is one of the most interesting movies i saw. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/429/429779khcqsolunx.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SYNOPSIS:&lt;/strong&gt;  The Green Mile is a story told in flashback by an elderly Paul Edgecomb (Dabbs Greer, later by Tom Hanks in the younger version of the character) in a nursing home who is talking to his friend Elaine about the summer of 1935 when he was a corrections officer in charge of Death Row inmates in Louisiana's Cold Mountain Penitentiary. His domain was called the "Green Mile" because the condemned prisoners walking to their execution are said to be walking "the last mile"; here it is on a stretch of green linoleum to the electric chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, a new inmate arrives, John Coffey (Michael Clarke Duncan), a 7-foot-tall black man convicted of raping and killing two young white girls. Upon being escorted to his cell, he immediately demonstrates "gentle giant" character traits: keeping to himself, fearing darkness, and being moved to tears on occasion. Soon enough, John reveals extraordinary healing powers by healing Paul's urinary tract infection and resurrecting a mouse. Later, he would heal the terminally-ill wife of Warden Hal Moores (James Cromwell), who suffered from a large brain tumor. When John is asked to explain his power, he merely says that he "took it back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, Percy Wetmore (Doug Hutchison), a sadistic and unpopular guard, starts work. He "knows people, big people" (he is the nephew of the governor's wife), in effect preventing Paul or anybody else from doing anything significant to curb his behavior. Percy recognizes that the other officers greatly dislike him and uses that to demand managing the next execution. After that, he promises, he will have himself transferred to an administrative post at Briar Ridge Mental Hospital and Paul will never hear from him again. An agreement is made, but Percy then deliberately sabotages the execution. Instead of wetting the sponge used to conduct electricity, he leaves it dry, causing excruciating pain to Eduard "Del" Delacroix (Michael Jeter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly before Del's execution, a violent prisoner named William "Wild Bill" Wharton (Sam Rockwell) arrives, due to be executed for multiple murders committed during a robbery. At one point he seizes John's arm and John psychically senses that Wharton is the true killer of the two girls, the crime for which John was wrongly convicted and sentenced to death. John "takes back" the sickness in Hal's wife and regurgitates it into Percy, who then shoots Wharton to death and falls into a permanent catatonic state. Percy is then housed in the Briar Ridge Mental Hospital. In the wake of these events, Paul interrogates John, who says he "punished them bad men" and offers to show Paul what he saw. John takes Paul's hand stating that he has to give Paul "a part of himself" in order to see and imparts the visions of what he saw, of what really happened to the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul asks John what he should do, if he should open the door and let John walk away. John tells him no, he is ready to go because here there is too much pain in the world, which he can feel, and that he is "rightly tired of the pain" and is ready to rest. When John is put in the electric chair, he asks Paul not to put the traditional black hood over his head because he is afraid of the dark. Paul agrees and after Paul shakes his hand, John is executed. As the flashback ends, Paul notes that he requested a transfer to a youth detention center, where he spent the remainder of his career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two of my favorite dialogues in the movie:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paul Edgecomb:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm a hundred and eight years old, Elaine. I was forty-four the year that John Coffey walked the Green Mile. You mustn't blame John. He couldn't have what happened to him... he was just a force of nature. Oh I've lived to see some amazing things Elly. Another century come to past, but I've... I've had to see my friends and loved ones die off through the years... Hal and Melinda... Brutus Howell... my wife... my boy. And you Elaine... you'll die too, and my curse is knowing that I'll be there to see it. &lt;strong&gt;It's my torment you see; it's my punishment, for letting John Coffey ride the lightning; for killing a miracle of God. You'll be gone like all the others. I'll have to stay. I'll die eventually, that I'm sure. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have no illusions of immortality&lt;/span&gt;, but I will await your death... long before death finds me. In truth, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish for it already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paul Edgecomb:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; We each owe a death, there are no exceptions, I know that, but sometimes, oh God, the Green Mile is so &lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch it watch it! i recommend it! This i think is my second recommendation. The first is &lt;strong&gt;"The Prince and Me"&lt;/strong&gt;starred by Julia Stiles. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1205/1205099zhwi7s2bb3.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. credits to wiki for the synopsis. &lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7433524354187885257?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7433524354187885257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7433524354187885257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7433524354187885257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7433524354187885257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/12/mile-can-be-too-long.html' title='the mile can be too long.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-892484129333028192</id><published>2009-12-06T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T02:25:55.903-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='congrats. :)'/><title type='text'>Modern Dance '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344" align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EqV3D6K3sOY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOURTH YEAR WISDOM | DECEMBER 04, 2009 | MOTHER CONSUELO BARCELO THEATRE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;December o4 one word to describe that day is TIRIING. hellaof a tiring.  Started with the eucharistic celebration for First Friday tapos nun recess then the competition proper.  Bonggang takbo yung ginawa namin ni Ericka nung recess. Hindi pinaburn ng dancers yung CD nila kaay kami pa yung nagpaburn thank God naimbento ang laptop, bluetoother at cd burner. Level A, B and C. Dun sa dalawang naunang levels may comments yung judges tapos pagdating sa level C wala. GRABEH. nakakakaba.  The vid was taken by Jaminah Guideng at katabi namin siya kaya puros sigaw lang maririnign diyan except dun sa kantang Where na youuuu? Kung saan naghysterical ang mga tao sa intro dahil si Steven ay gumiling giling. HAHAHAHA. Level B's first runner up was Second Year Simplicity -- mga anak ni Ms. Cerdiña. Tpoa ang champion ay ang First Year Respect -- SI NICOLE ANG NAGDALA! hahahaha. dabest yung last part. napasigaw ako ng bongga. =)) Level C first runner up was Third Year Integrity -- wala akong masabi sooobrang galing ng dancers nila. Hands down talaga. tapos champions ay ang fourth year wisdom. Congrats peeps. HAHA. Everything was worth it.P.S. kinantahan namin si Steven ng HAPPYBRITHDAYY! CONGRATS SA LAHAT. ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. i still don't know what the fuss about facebook is all about. it is just a plain site where you can add people who you don't even know. right? P:&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-892484129333028192?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/892484129333028192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=892484129333028192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/892484129333028192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/892484129333028192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/12/modern-dance-09.html' title='Modern Dance &apos;09'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-1744963340704977288</id><published>2009-12-02T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T04:24:46.420-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='card giving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>apocalypse. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Judgement day is now OVER. and i survived it. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/411/411123jvvsj46ywt.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First thing first. Examinations were good. Calculus is equal to brain hemorrhage. This day was fun.  Especially during dismissal at the canteen. Super Laughtrip. Had fun with friends today. :) Okaaaay. Back to my grades.  My General Average was 88.10 during the first quarter its 88.26. Yeaaa. Bumaba siya. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Morality -- 94. OYEAAAA. Religion babyy. Tumaas ako. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;World Literature/ English&lt;/strong&gt; -- from 89 it became 85. Stupid stupid me.  &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369327p7k46j3e1c.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advance Physics -- from 84 it became 86. i was like hoooray. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Economics -- retained 88. 'Nuff said with the subject. :|&lt;br /&gt;Organic Chemistry -- from 89 to 86. WTFUUU. O__O&lt;br /&gt;Research -- 88!&lt;br /&gt;PEHM -- 88. freak shooow. lost 2 points. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Computer&lt;/strong&gt; -- 89. lots one point because of the periodical exam. darn calculator.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipino&lt;/strong&gt; -- 90. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;nabadtrip ako bigla. :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-1744963340704977288?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/1744963340704977288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=1744963340704977288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/1744963340704977288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/1744963340704977288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/12/apocalypse.html' title='apocalypse. :))'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-6830861054370845219</id><published>2009-12-01T01:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T02:25:25.101-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glammery'/><title type='text'>the pleasure of helping. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;JUDGEMENT DAY TOMORROW. card giving. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/708/708108vpmsy3moyt.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Help me. Help me. Help me. Help me. Exams today was hard. HAHA. Except for Trigo. HOOORAY. I made two mistakes. The first one is wrong computation and the second one, i don't know. Economics was a PAIN. GAAAHH~ It is so hard. There are looooots of formula. There was no practice for today. I WANT MY VOICE BAAACCK. I think I'm kind of destroying my voice box. DAMN shouting.  I need to study for Physics and Calculus. I loooove Filipino! OMG Mr. Jose Rizal. You are a GEEEENIUS! &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369242zkayrj1oby.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is December now people.  Christmas is only days away. Time is flying too fast.  Exam Results. SHEEEESH. Glamerry for a Cause is SO ON. Its this High School Christmas party where in the auditorium will look like Embassy for the night. Its just too cool. HAHA! That was last year but this time we are going to launch Glammery for aCause to extend a helping hand to others. Remember my story about Missionaries of Charity? About those abandoned old people? We are going to give the proceeds of Glam to them.  It really feels nice to help. and i think through helping we are making the difference that we went to have. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369206c3un18qrje.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;Br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-6830861054370845219?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/6830861054370845219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=6830861054370845219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/6830861054370845219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/6830861054370845219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/12/pleasure-of-helping.html' title='the pleasure of helping. (:'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-2310266847963860616</id><published>2009-11-28T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T16:32:30.618-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior dilemmas'/><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have lots to do and if I'm not able to do it, i don't know what will happen to me on Tuesday. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/613/613970ys7jg1sagg.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We went to Luneta today, did some exercise. I missed playing Badminton, i miss the body aches and the 30-minute runs. and..and..the shuttlecock. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369167new03mb0ow.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;I need to study for the upcoming exams, my examination results for English during the second quarter was unforgivable.  Card giving is on Wednesday and I'm figgin~ nervous for my physics and English grades. Sheesh.  I'm happy with calculus. HOORAY. I'm so proud of myself. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/368/368994xb8mrf54p8.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; So this is just one of those lame updates. haha! Ate Pat's birthday will be tomorrow! and after that, December is so on. My requirements for PLM is nearly complete and i hope i pass the examinations for the colleges i entered especially UP. sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss everything like hell. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/644/644197xychjg5cjg.gif" width="22" height="22" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-2310266847963860616?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/2310266847963860616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=2310266847963860616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2310266847963860616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2310266847963860616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/11/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-651682703338375232</id><published>2009-11-28T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T04:30:25.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The right kind of monster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/taylor%20lautner" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i655.photobucket.com/albums/uu276/crazydaizy1391/taylor_lautner_1210520679.jpg" border="0" alt="taylor lautner Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAYLOR LAUTNER. iloveyouuu&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369220a3hjk9pcg9.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done watching new moon.  okay. honestly, i was already prepared to be dismayed because twilight is a bit disappointing but the good news is I'm not. actually i think I'm happy with the movie and that my friends is because of Jacob Black's abs. HAHAHA ANG HOTTTT. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369195adsuu9rgnl.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  lots of things changed. Alice was thinner, Rosalie isn't that pretty anymore even Esme. Jasper's hair for me is a bit funny. Was it just me or Edward's silver volvo just became black? Jacob was cute. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;balimbing na ko. book = edward, but movie belongs to JACOB.&lt;/span&gt; Embry is also cute. HAHA! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kelangan ba talagang lahat ng wolves ganun kahot ang katawan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/368/368962fosxje1xzt.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dakota Fanning was really impressive too despite of the time span where in she appeared.  I hyperventilated when Jacob tried to hold Bella's hand. They have more chemistry in the movie than in the book. I'm waiting for eclipse! I can't get enough of Taylor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i think i wanna see Alvin and the Chipmunks, the Squeakwell. HAHA! ah-dorable. and i want to have a copy of Nicaholas Sparks' Dear John. I think it is really neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;27 days before CHRISTMAS! 31 days before &lt;strong&gt;IT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-651682703338375232?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/651682703338375232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=651682703338375232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/651682703338375232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/651682703338375232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/11/right-kind-of-monster.html' title='The right kind of monster.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-4670450407017892690</id><published>2009-11-25T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T03:16:59.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happening.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;...and this is why i hate watching the news these days.  everything about is is soooo effin~ bad.  The news about Maguindanao Massacre was..horrible.  An innocent woman filing her certificate of candidacy, attorneys to be witnesses and media people were heartlessly killed.  I'm sad and I'm furious! &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sad%20smiley" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x22/Smileys_4_you/Smiley%20ordner/sad.gif" border="0" alt="sad Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; Those people were just doing their jobs! and now, n&lt;em&gt;agdadalawang-isip if maganda nga ba yung career ng gusto ko&lt;/em&gt;, to be honest. Yes, i know. Show Business of through Media you can earn lots of money but if those money means that I'm gonna lose my life. No thank you.  But, i hope during my time iba na ang Pilipinas. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sigh%20smiley" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/mckait/gifs%20and%20things/sigh.gif" border="0" alt="sigh Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know that change occurs gradually, so why don't we start to change NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let us pray for the families who lost their mothers, brothers, father and sisters because of this heartless crime.  Let us pray that even through this storm they will stand as a family and remember that God is always there with them.  I know that a lost is still a lost but may they trust God in whatever He is doing for we know that He is always right.  For the safety of other people and for the safety of our own families. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The lady holding the weighing scale is blindfolded in order to say that justice is served, in happening. May the lady see what is right and serve justice to those who did wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This we ask in your sweet name, &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/praying%20smiley" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk129/palong_palo/smiley/praying.gif" border="0" alt="praying Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-4670450407017892690?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/4670450407017892690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=4670450407017892690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4670450407017892690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/4670450407017892690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/11/happening.html' title='The Happening.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x22/Smileys_4_you/Smiley%20ordner/th_sad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7311049668306622124</id><published>2009-11-21T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T04:30:51.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neno Award. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCk_Y6suvus/Sv06Z9px4dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1LfDPQcIb0I/s1600/Nenos_Award_icon.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca" href=""&gt;Ate Irish&lt;/a&gt;, Thanks Much. :* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules and regulations for this award are:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. As a dedication for those who love blogging and love to encourage friendships through blogging.&lt;br /&gt;2. To seek the reasons why we all love blogging.&lt;br /&gt;3. Put the award in one post as soon as you receive it.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don’t forget to mention the person who gives you the award.&lt;br /&gt;5. Answer the award’s question by writing the reason why you love blogging.&lt;br /&gt;6. Tag and distribute the award to as many people as you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Don’t forget to notify the award receivers and put their links in your post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To answer the award winning question. =))  I love writing. It has been my passion since i was young.  But the irony is, i don't like hand writing. I prefer typing so that things would be much much easier, that is how lazy I am.  I love blogging and posting even senseless stuffs because for me blogging is a breathe of fresh air. In this monotonous cycle of life, i find blogging the difference. Yea, i know that sometimes i can be too lazy to post an entry. Yeas, i admit that wayy back i was blogging because i want to see people visiting my site.  But now, my blog is the outlet of my rants and raves whether im too happy or too sad or too blank.  It is a way of me expressing what i feel without even hesitating because i know that this blog is just a speck in the WWW and there is a fat chance that people i know would really follow or read it, ILOVEYOUBLOOOG. hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and now im passing this award to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xoxo-pandicoco.blogspot.com/"&gt; RONA &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.katgrowls.blogspot.com/"&gt; KATRINA &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hauntingdrones.blogspot.com/#"&gt; DANNI&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7311049668306622124?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7311049668306622124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7311049668306622124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7311049668306622124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7311049668306622124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/11/neno-award.html' title='Neno Award. :)'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCk_Y6suvus/Sv06Z9px4dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1LfDPQcIb0I/s72-c/Nenos_Award_icon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-7922951878814971964</id><published>2009-11-18T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T05:53:21.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i had fun. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I will tell this through my native language so that i will be able to tell how fun this day was. 'mkay? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Birthday ni Liezel Abad ngayon pati din ni Sir Max Muldong pati pala Charmaine (she called me, and i miss her like helll!) ng UPLINK. awooo. Andami pa lang may birthday ngayon. Nung Morning we went to Missionaries Of Charity sa Tayuman to check nga yung charity na makakrecieve ng proceeds nung Glam (kung papayagan.). Sobrang nalungkot ako dun. Yesss. The scene isn't heart warming. It is heart breaking.  Lahat ng matanda dun is abandoned na.  Pag paosk namin sa kanila tapos nakita nila kami.  Everyone was smiling, parang sobrang thankful na sila sa presence namin.  Naiyak ako infront of Ms. V and Ms. F. Nalungkot ako kase all those years ng childhood natin our parents were there. Actually hindi lang ng childhood natin but buong buhay natin.  Tapos, ganun na lang? Ia-abandon nalang natin sila?  Sobrang nakaka awa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moving on, Nung bumalik kami sa school nagmeeting kami para sa sandamakmak na events. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bangs%20head" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b178/deadfred821/Emoticons/Forum/BangsHead.gif" border="0" alt="Bangs Head Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;T&lt;/a&gt;atlong events yung pinagplanuhan. At mahaba haba yung meeting.  Hindi na kami naka-atteng ng klase.&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/party%20smiley" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk129/palong_palo/smiley/party.gif" border="0" alt="party Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Tapos nugn hapon pinanuod namin yung sayaw nila Steven. Ang astig nung choreo. Mas maganda lalo kung synchronized.  May pinramis kami kay steven. wahaha. Mga 5.30 na kami nakapunta kina Liezel.  Pagpunta kina Liezel eh may nakita pa kaming kilala nila at niligaw pa namin yun pero infairness sunod siya ng sunod. HAHAHA. Kwentuhan to the max, wala na kong BOSESSSSSS.  As in. Ansakit ng lalamunan ko. Rawr.  This is like the best birthday of Liezel. Ayiiii. Tapos truth or dare, bawal dare puros truth/ tae.  Tinanong nila kung sino daw ba gusto ko hala ayun. Sumigaw silang lahat. Si Mr. Brightside. MWAHA.  Pero ngayon.  Hindi na. wala na. =))  Tpoas umuwi na kami.  Meydo nakkaparanoid kase ahyun. Basta. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had sooo much fun. ThankYou. :)  Btw, kailangan pa pala ng proposal tpaos may assignment pa sa Eco. tsss. Speaking of Eco, grabehhh.  Yung mga bond paper ko sa Eco dinumihan nila. :|&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-7922951878814971964?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/7922951878814971964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=7922951878814971964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7922951878814971964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/7922951878814971964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-had-fun.html' title='i had fun. :)'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk129/palong_palo/smiley/th_party.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-6903147355581981488</id><published>2009-11-17T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T03:05:51.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy in the sky. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Lucy&lt;/span&gt; In The &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;copyright: Aretha Jaymalin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a rainy day, Lucy went out wearing every piece of jewelry she has.  She carried a Prada bag and diamonds are sparkling all over her. She has an old ring on her left hand.  Every time it rains, she's always here in the pub. Sitting alone, sipping vodka.  Some people stare at her but doesn't seem to mind.  When it is midnight, she stands up slowly with watery eyes, pays her bill and goes home. Her routine is always like this when it is raining. It was September 24th that nigh.  It was raining really hard i went down at the pub as i looked around i was surprise that Lucy wasn't there.  I went to the table where she usually sits and found a folded paper with an heirloom on top.  I sat down and opened the paper, it was a letter. A letter of Lucy to someone. The ink was smudged and i can tell that she was crying when she wrote this because of the teardrops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dearest Estefan,&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;p align="left"&gt;       My world is slowly crashing on me.  Years ago my mom died after that my dad went away with his woman. Life now is like a black hole getting every single happy thought, every happy memory. I'm completely forgetting those sweet moments of ours my love, and I'm trying hard not to.  I've been waiting for you. I sit in the same spot on where you proposed to me, I've been drinking the same alcohol.  I remember everything clearly,  the way you smile, the way you got angry with me when it is already midnight and still i don't want to go home.  See now my love.  I go home every midnight just like what you've said!  I can't take this dark world anymore my love.  I miss you terribly, i guess. I'll see you soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;right&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LUCY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/right&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So his name was Estefan.  Estefan Santiago is Lucy's husband rumors siad that he died 3 years ago because of a car crash and after that crash every time it rains Lucy is in the pub drinking all by herself.  So that's why, that's why she's always alone. She's been waiting for him to come back! But what does she mean about she'll see him soon? Lucy is not that old, she's just in her 30s and as healthy as a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*plink**plink* I heard the glasses.  Lucy died today, she- she committed suicide. The bar man said sadly.  I went to the graveyard and saw her grave near her husband's.  "Lucy in the sky with diamonds." are the words etched on her tomb.  She's now with Estefan wearing every piece of diamond she has drinking vodka and lastly, now smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--this is a story i wrote just this afternoon. My dad said the story is quite predictable. To tell you the truth i think i read a story about a woman but the plot isn't the same.  Hope you liked it. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-6903147355581981488?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/6903147355581981488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=6903147355581981488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/6903147355581981488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/6903147355581981488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/11/lucy-in-sky.html' title='Lucy in the sky. :)'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-5148342511817922316</id><published>2009-11-16T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T05:02:49.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>storytelling. ;))</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was doing my assignment earlier and heard the news about the comment in the way the national anthem was sung during the Cotto-Pacquiao fight. I know i'm late and friends Manny Pacquiao has done it again! HAHA. Sooo back to the first topic.  Manny Pacquiao has the privilege to choose whoever he likes to represent and sing the Philippine national anthem for his fight and this time he picked La Diva.  La Diva consist 3 singers from GMA 7.  They're version is really good and Jonalyn Viray really impressed me especially with the last high notes.  Noooow, did you remember when Martin Nievera sung the national anthem? TONNNS of controversies spread because of the renditions he made.  Nakakairita talaga.  The way na inaano nila yung way ng pagkanta ng isang singer, kung ganun kadaming chuchu ang kailangan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bakit kaya hindi na lang sila yung kumanta? DIBA? para wala ng problema!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; may point ako diba? HAHAHAH. joke. pero srsly. why don't THEY sing the song! kesa naman sabibin nila "o bakit ganyan?" "bakit ganyan?" di ba? TSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infairness mukha akong naglayas kanina dahil sa swimming. pestenance. my day was as blank as paper. ohaaa. Nothing special happened. :| Okaaay. Yung speech. Iwore the dress na binili namin sa Juana. Pambihirang shokoy "flower girl" tawag sakin. RAWR. Nung hinahalungkat ko yung lalagyanan ng art materials i saw a part of the script we used when we played NewYorker in Tondo. Actually, ipeperform siya ulet ng third year naman. If last year nag Shakespeare kami ngayon naman nag Philippin Lit sila. :) I think sa Simplicity: Why do Women wash dishes? I think their director is Lara Pablo. Awoo. HAHA! Sa Harmony:  The Husband of Mrs. Lucero [?] I'm not sure of the spelling their director is Jomnel. Third Year Integrity: Wanted Chaperone, Third Year Freedom: New Yorker in Tondo.  I have no idea kung sino ang directors nung dalwang higher level. Si Anthony ata yung sa Integrity eh. Aiuuun. Bute pa sila may ginagawa. Kami wala. AWWW. ALL THOSE COLLEGE STUFF BLAANESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..what are you crying about? be brave! forget! that is the New York way.  nothing must ever be too serious, nothing must ever drag too long.."&lt;/strong&gt; -NewYorker in Tondo; Tony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-5148342511817922316?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/5148342511817922316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=5148342511817922316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5148342511817922316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/5148342511817922316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/11/storytelling.html' title='storytelling. ;))'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654161918349172913.post-2518439751570631082</id><published>2009-11-13T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T02:02:46.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF BEYBEH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKGOD IT IS FRIDAY! &lt;/strong&gt;Only in my senior year have i looked forward for weekends. They are like heaven.  Everyday things get harder, lessons are longer and time during discussion is slower. KAILANGAN KONG BUMAWI NGAYON THIRD QUARTER.  My scores this quarter is unforgivable especially for English, to think that it is my favorite subject.  I knooooow. Grade concious! im not THAT grade concius i guess the better term for it is paranoea.  I usually get paranoid when i get low grades. HAHA! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My gift is my song &lt;br /&gt;And this one's for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell everybody &lt;br /&gt;That this is your song &lt;br /&gt;It may be quite simple but &lt;br /&gt;Now that it's done &lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you don't mind &lt;br /&gt;That I put down in words &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How wonderful life is &lt;br /&gt;Now you're in the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat on the roof &lt;br /&gt;And I kicked off the moss &lt;br /&gt;Well some of these verses &lt;br /&gt;Well they, they got me quite cross &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the sun's been kind &lt;br /&gt;While I wrote this song &lt;br /&gt;It's for people like you that &lt;br /&gt;Keep it turned on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excuse me for forgetting &lt;br /&gt;But these things I do &lt;br /&gt;You see I've forgotten if &lt;br /&gt;They're green or they're blue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the thing is &lt;br /&gt;What I really mean &lt;br /&gt;Yours are the sweetest eyes &lt;br /&gt;I've ever seen &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-it's confusing and i don't like it. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2654161918349172913-2518439751570631082?l=br0ken029.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/feeds/2518439751570631082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2654161918349172913&amp;postID=2518439751570631082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2518439751570631082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2654161918349172913/posts/default/2518439751570631082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://br0ken029.blogspot.com/2009/11/tgif-beybeh.html' title='TGIF BEYBEH.'/><author><name>Jaye Jaymalin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189978010087802145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKty-XCXhAc/TwBZuCoIMlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Hi-GRY3V1b8/s220/IMG_0403.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
