<?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-7266507342039785168</id><updated>2011-08-04T10:51:11.677-04:00</updated><category term='weird'/><category term='event'/><category term='Grades'/><category term='personal'/><category term='confusion'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Breathing Carbon Monoxide.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-8132290929036344715</id><published>2010-04-28T17:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T14:48:46.939-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>akldasidodh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don't know what's happening anymore. Today, I was waiting for you  like I normally do just to say that I miss you but you didn't came. Then I  saw you again when I walk out of gym, I was about to stop but you were  gone. What the hell is my problem? I miss you, that's waaassup. I don't  know if you feel the same way and it's bugging the hell out of me. We  don't talk anymore on AIM and we barely see each other in person. I want to text  you but somewhat, I feel like I'm annoying you. All the sweet things that you told me before, all those compliments that puts a smile on my face, yeah, I miss those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;All is fine, just please tell me that all you said was not just another lie. 'Cause I  never believe in anything you never said. I miss our talks at night  until dawn and I miss our conversations. I can't concentrate and I keep  thinking about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Just please tell me what's  wrong 'cause I miss you. :\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-8132290929036344715?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/8132290929036344715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=8132290929036344715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8132290929036344715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8132290929036344715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2010/04/akldasidodh.html' title='akldasidodh.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-6712813344597054138</id><published>2010-01-01T17:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:57:51.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Sz58rB8_gyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Z6RWHo248eI/s1600-h/IMG_4589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Sz58rB8_gyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Z6RWHo248eI/s320/IMG_4589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421908080101131042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Sz58rkIxqWI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Zo8wyf9gPKM/s1600-h/IMG_4579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Sz58rkIxqWI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Zo8wyf9gPKM/s320/IMG_4579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421908089277360482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Sz58rbfKp6I/AAAAAAAAAOg/pKpTr8Mit_s/s1600-h/IMG_4564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Sz58rbfKp6I/AAAAAAAAAOg/pKpTr8Mit_s/s320/IMG_4564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421908086955354018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;My first photo of 2010! (;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Second photo of 2010 in red :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family and Relatives and people (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Century Gothic;" &gt;New Year's Eve was fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cheers to 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-6712813344597054138?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/6712813344597054138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=6712813344597054138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/6712813344597054138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/6712813344597054138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Sz58rB8_gyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Z6RWHo248eI/s72-c/IMG_4589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-6096109031194467763</id><published>2009-11-25T19:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T19:59:05.783-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grades'/><title type='text'>My Grades ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Sw3Q1XNEy1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/xN4GVDxRdLU/s1600/GRADES.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Sw3Q1XNEy1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/xN4GVDxRdLU/s400/GRADES.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408208342722333522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(view image to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;AAAAH. I'm inlove with my grades (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-6096109031194467763?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/6096109031194467763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=6096109031194467763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/6096109031194467763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/6096109031194467763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-grades.html' title='My Grades ♥'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Sw3Q1XNEy1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/xN4GVDxRdLU/s72-c/GRADES.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-1675800275068420426</id><published>2009-11-20T22:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:00:10.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><title type='text'>Open Mic Night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THE MOST SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIFREAKING INCREDIBLE NIGHT EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Abigail and I performed in this event that was held after school on 6:30 PM up to 8:30 PM. It's one of the most memorable night because it's our first time to perform in the school. It's like WTFKLHFKJSDHSDFHDNKNFDNJDKJIEUWOIU! I don't know, it felt amazing inside. Abigail played the guitar and I sang. We sang Therapy by All Time Low and Tell Me Where It Hurts by MYMP. We were suppose to sing just one song, which was Therapy, but Abigail wanted to sing one more song so we decided to sing Tell Me Where It Hurts without anyone knowing it ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were the last performer, which was cool! Before I tell all the juicy details, Open Mic Night is an event where people can feel free to do their "thing" on the stage in front of the audience. Eliott and Matthew, a friend of ours, played the Piano and recited a poem respectively. They did an excellent job by the way. Some rapped, danced, and sang too. There were fun games too. There's one where teachers and students had a showdown! It was awesome ! LOL We couldn't stop laughing! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back to our performance, when they called us from our seats, my heart was beating so fast. I was so nervous! Abigail was a little nervous too but we're excited! Some of our friends came to support us, which was so sweet of them! &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we were performing our first song, I couldn't look at the audience because I was too nervous. And oh, I was a failure at first because the mic wasn't on when I started singing. -_____- How embarrassing. But this guy went up to help me "turn it on" HOW STUPID AM I :| So anyway, the mic was on and my voice became louder. OMG OMG OMG I was holding on my mic stand. It was a new experience O_O Then when it was over, they all clapped and both of us were smiling. Then Abigail started strumming her guitar to the tune of Tell Me Where It Hurts. OMG, I wasn't overwhelmed anymore. That time, I could look at the audience now, and even stare at some people for a minute. I saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of cameras out. O_O&lt;br /&gt;After the two successful performance, I was shaking as hell. But I was glad too that we made it ! Matthew wrote us a poem, which was again SWEET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, and during the performances, there were SO MANY FOODS AND THE GOOD PART IS THEY'RE FREEEEE ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yeah, that's basically what happened tonight. It was a BLAST! I'm glad we participated.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-1675800275068420426?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/1675800275068420426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=1675800275068420426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1675800275068420426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1675800275068420426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/11/open-mic-night.html' title='Open Mic Night.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-1560921332584826046</id><published>2009-11-17T04:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:08:24.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>4 AM</title><content type='html'>I can't sleep. I tried to close my eyes while laying down on my bed and force myself to sleep but I failed. I tried to do my "homework" that is due on Thursday but I couldn't concentrate so I went online instead. I thought of the my friends in the Philippines and was hoping that they were online. Turns out they weren't so I'm left here all alone. I can't bug anyone from here because they're sleeping.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why can't I sleep? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think too much, that's why. I keep telling myself to "not think about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it &lt;/span&gt;anymore." But it's too damn hard. What happened to me? Why am I like this? It seems like I'm not the same person &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;anymore. It's too complicated @_@.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-1560921332584826046?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/1560921332584826046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=1560921332584826046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1560921332584826046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1560921332584826046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/11/4-am.html' title='4 AM'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-8891256721462635198</id><published>2009-10-24T21:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T19:59:52.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranormal Activity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.timeinc.net/time/daily/2009/0910/paranormal_1013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 262px;" src="http://img.timeinc.net/time/daily/2009/0910/paranormal_1013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Paranormal Activity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I saw this movie today with my dad at the mall and it was the shit. The ending was creepy O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would give this a 6/6 rating if this was a true story but it wasn't. :| I don't want to spoil anything so yeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;see this movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. It's pretty cool (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-8891256721462635198?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/8891256721462635198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=8891256721462635198&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8891256721462635198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8891256721462635198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/10/paranormal-activity.html' title='Paranormal Activity'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-8429987872423583685</id><published>2009-09-28T19:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:39:52.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You're a Jerk! (I know)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Many people, including me, is annoyed of the song, "You're a Jerk." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Have you heard of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; If not, listen to it and tell me your first impression. If you do, then you do (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway, this song keeps repeating over and over and over and over again and it gets annoying -___- And there's a dance too, which I can't do and I'm trying to do but don't exactly know the reason why I'm trying to do it but I'm doing it. During science class, Mr. Williams, my teacher, started dancing to the tune of You're a Jerk, and I was like, "Dude, that's not how you do it *laughs so hard*" Then Michelle, one of my friend, did it and she actually CAN do it. I was like, "WOAH!" Then they did the "Stanky Leg" move, which was another song that has a dance move :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Basically, we just hanged-out during Science class because there was this assembly going on and half of the students were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was hyper today today too because I ate some cookies during his class. I'm so hungry that I ate like 7 cookies and it was so delicious :DD I was screaming, "SUGAR" like crazy! :)) HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was fun :DD And that's all that happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-8429987872423583685?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/8429987872423583685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=8429987872423583685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8429987872423583685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8429987872423583685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/09/youre-jerk-i-know.html' title='You&apos;re a Jerk! (I know)'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-5837945124141635941</id><published>2009-09-25T19:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T19:57:52.481-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who's back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt; Excuse me for my laziness but there's just too many homework and school "stuffs" to do that I don't have the time to blog about what's happening to my life, boring or not :O!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met new friends in school, which is awesome! (: And school is .....school.&lt;br /&gt;Since there's nothing interesting happening in school, there is nothing to blog about. Though there's these guys in school, which my friends and I nicknamed "Original," and "Replacement." (:&lt;br /&gt;LMFAOLOLROFLHAHA (:&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/7266507342039785168-5837945124141635941?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5837945124141635941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=5837945124141635941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5837945124141635941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5837945124141635941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/09/look-whos-back.html' title='Look who&apos;s back.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-6441428820345828116</id><published>2009-09-11T19:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:07:15.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul face="arial" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up early.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to the bus stop with Leslie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saw Adriana, Haide, Ashley, and other people. No sign of Jennifer though :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was freaking cold and the school bus finally came.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nakita ko yung crush ko sa bus :)) &lt;/span&gt;Then I sat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arrived to school, went to my locker. Saw Daniella but no sign of Nadya :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Realized both were absent. Went to my homeroom, which was Algebra 2.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We checked our homework and the teacher gave us homework on the book.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ms. Zlotnik is my homeroom teacher as well as my Algebra 2 teacher too. She's pretty cool, exciting, and extremely fun! She makes this math jokes that isn't even funny but it's amusing. She's the kind of teacher that you just won't get mad at her even though she gives homework everyday. And did I mention we're like 8 students in her class?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul face="arial" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to my next subject, which was Integrated Lab Science.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The teacher is C-O-O-L! OMG, he reminds me of my middle school Science teacher, Mr. Potente. His name's Mr. Williams and he's like the best! We fool around at his class with him and talk about crazy things! It's just crazy and extremely fun. One of my favorite subjects indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Skills Lab-R, next class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I only have this class for the first quarter. My teacher's name is Mr. Josiah and he's cool too :D He made us use the computer today and do whatever we want. Met some new people too and this time I remember their name :)) Anywho, Ashley, Elliot, Nick, Jeremiah, Drew, and these other kids and I went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Chuck Norris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; site. We searched for funny jokes and it was hilarious alright. Can't stop laughing our ass off. This class was fun too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is one of what we searched over the internet today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I LOL'D SO FREAKING HARD !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SqrTkXqaiDI/AAAAAAAAANw/HvR1ZeiBNEw/s1600-h/CHUCK+NORRIS.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SqrTkXqaiDI/AAAAAAAAANw/HvR1ZeiBNEw/s400/CHUCK+NORRIS.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380345326628145202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then I went to my next class, which was Chinese. I met friends again :D Ah, another fun class indeed. I laugh too much at that class too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Web Design was my next class. That's what I'm majoring.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OMG, one of my favorite subjects indeed. Elliot, my new friend :D, and I sat together and searched for some funny ass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;FAIL PICTURES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in the internet. And we found some, and they're all hilarious! We're like only person laughing. And you can see people staring at us :)) Such a funny guy :D And he likes TURTLES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;When Turtles Gone Wild!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lunch was next and we were reunited again. :D No Nadya and Jennifer though :( There's this kid Janelle, who's half Filipino reminds me of Cheeney, my best friend. I miss her :( Anyway, this was my first time to buy lunch at the school too. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freaking $3.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nakita ko ulit crush ko :)) Tanginang yan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Next class was World Literature. I met Frederick :D We were paired in a group to answer six questions. My teacher is Ms. Ullivela and she reminds me of Ms. Seale. *coughs* Essays.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then World History was next. Teacher's pretty cool too, O'Reilly. We watched a movie about evolution for the whole period.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At last, my last period was up, WELLNESS! Today's Friday, which is a "do whatever you want day" I played basketball with some people I met today :D YAY!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then school was done!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Back to the school bus. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Umupo ako sa likod, doon sa may malapit sa krash ko pare! HAHA :)) Taena, 2 silang gwapo. &lt;/span&gt;But I went at front to seat with Leslie because this kid was kicking my chair. :\&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally arrived home and while walking Leslie, Ashley, and I saw Franklin, Leonard, Eric and Hans. OMG they changed. I mean their looks. Leonard doesn't have the Mohawk anymore, Eric's hair is not completely spikey, Franklin's hair is down NO GEL, and Hans is hans. :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So yeah, that's pretty much how my day turned out. It was pretty cool during school and now I have freaking loads of home work to do during the weekend. But it's still cool. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WOW. I wrote a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-6441428820345828116?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/6441428820345828116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=6441428820345828116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/6441428820345828116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/6441428820345828116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-happened-today.html' title='What happened today.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SqrTkXqaiDI/AAAAAAAAANw/HvR1ZeiBNEw/s72-c/CHUCK+NORRIS.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-2533665894788801736</id><published>2009-09-08T21:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:48:40.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Niagara Falls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;9/5/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My parents and I traveled on this day to go see the famous Niagara Falls on Canada. We left the house at around 7:30 AM and arrived at our destination around 1:30, a six hour drive. When we arrived, we went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hotels Inn&lt;/span&gt; to check in but unfortunately, they don't have any available rooms left so as the other hotels nearby. So we decided to call some other hotels and we found one available room left. The hotel is called, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;America's Best View Inn.&lt;/span&gt; It was a 10 minute drive from where we're at. The hotel was pretty cool :) So we stayed there for an hour to rest for a while and then we went to see The Falls. We were pretty excited like we can't believe we were actually there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now there are two sides of the falls. One is on the Canadian side, which we're going because it has the better view, and on the New York side. We were in the New York side but we want to see The Falls on the Canada side so we went there via a bridge called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Rainbow Bridge&lt;/span&gt;. The line was so long though because of course they have to check our passports. When we passed the inspection, it was time to see The Falls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We finally saw The Falls and it's amazing. Then we went up the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skylon Tower&lt;/span&gt; to see a better view at it from above. We ate at this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tap and Grill&lt;/span&gt; restaurant, which was so delicious and the place is gorgeous. We stayed there until 9 because we wanted to see The Falls lit up. It started at 8 and it was incredible. Then we went back to our hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;09/06/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since we went to see the view of the falls on the Canadian side, we also went to see the view on the New York side too. We went inside the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Niagara Falls State Park&lt;/span&gt;, which reminded me of Central Park a lot. We saw The Falls again but this time we're in the edge of it. We were planning to go to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maid of the Mist&lt;/span&gt; but the line was too long like 8 blocks. After we were all done visiting the place, we went to this Mall called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boulevard Mall&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was a 15 minute drive from The Falls. When we arrived at the mall, it was freaking closing -_- How awful. So we went back to our hotel room. At dinner, we went to this steak restaurant. I forgot what it's called but it sounds like Pandora but I forgot :\ Anyway, the food was great. Another satisfying meal then went back to the hotel again. We stayed there for the rest of the day then went back home the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll post the pictures up on Friday because there's homework everywhere -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-2533665894788801736?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/2533665894788801736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=2533665894788801736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2533665894788801736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2533665894788801736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/09/niagara-falls.html' title='Niagara Falls.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-5435390413523337438</id><published>2009-09-03T18:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:35:21.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laging may kaba. Sino ba naman ang gustong mag-isa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was crazy for me. First day of school and I was feeling kind of nervous, VERY excited, and super hyper. Somewhat I felt very tired too and I don't know why :\ Anyway, I left my house at around 7:35 to go to the bus stop which is 3 blocks away from my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I met Adriana, Haide and her sister over there. Then came Ashley, Leslie, and finally Jennifer. We were reunited again! HAHA. After a short wait, the bus came and we went to school. The bus wasn't crowded because the Seniors and Juniors weren't there. They had classes yesterday but not today because it was our turn, Freshmen and Sophomores, to go to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow, all of us will be there and there will be some teasing! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm ready maaaaan!&lt;/span&gt; I'm also like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"If a white guy teases me, I'll be like, 'What's your problem nigguh?'" &lt;/span&gt;:)).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, when we got to school, we met Nadia and I forgot this girl's name :| We sat down and waited and waited until someone told us to go to the gym for registration. After that, we went to take our picture ID in this other room. After that we went back to the cafeteria. Then we went for a tour in the building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honestly, I didn't remember anything that our tour guide told us. I'm still confused :| And my schedule was confusing. I was totally confused. @_O All I know is my homeroom and that's it. I haven't found my locker yet. SUCKS :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sana may cute na makatabi, may bagong kaibigan pagtapos ng klase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My homeroom is 201 and it's my Algebra II class. Our teacher wasn't present so we had a Russian substitute. We're only 8 students on that class. I met some people but forgot their names. HOW RUDE, I KNOW! :\ I think they told me their names but I don't remember. Oh well, I will be seeing them for a long time, so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lakas loob hanapin ang katropa sumabay sa saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the class, which was 20 minutes, we went home. Today was a half a day. I went out where the school bus is parked and saw Ashley. Then Jennifer, Leslie, Nadia, and Haide too and other people and we were off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LET'S DO THE FIRST DAY HIGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And that's about what happened today. Tomorrow's what I'm excited about. LOL. Let's see how that'll go :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-5435390413523337438?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5435390413523337438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=5435390413523337438&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5435390413523337438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5435390413523337438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-875348974006515883</id><published>2009-08-31T20:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:30:04.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am supermegafreakingexhausted.</title><content type='html'>What a day, what a day. Before I explain why I am supermegafreakingexhausted, my room was repainted. I was thinking of the color green, or light blue, or any light colors but NOOOOOOOOOO. My parents said White, so White it is.&lt;br /&gt;Before the painters starts painting it, my parents and I have to move all my things in the middle, remove the things that are nailed on my wall and cover all my things with a huge plastic. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We did this for one day&lt;/span&gt;. This was Day 1, Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2, Sunday, the painter came to paint the room. First, he put some white stuffs on the walls and ceiling, then sands it before painting it. It took him almost 7 hours to finish it. The way he painted the room was good but I was worried about the room. It was messy and dirty. As a result, I slept with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;Day 3, Today. This morning I came to the new high school, UCHS, to get my second paycheck. It was totally awesome because I have money again :) Anyway, I was with Laura and Jennifer, the usual. When I came home, I slept for two hours then after that I helped my dad fix my room. My mom went to work while I was sleeping. After an hour and a half of work on my room, my dad and I took a break and ate lunch. After 30 minutes, my dad went to work. It was now my job to clean and arrange my oh so messy room :| I started at 3 PM and I was done at around 7:30 PM. That's the reason why I'm supermegafreakingexhausted right now. And my back hurts too. I should be resting but instead I'm at the front of the computer typing what happened today. :))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-875348974006515883?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/875348974006515883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=875348974006515883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/875348974006515883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/875348974006515883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-supermegafreakingexhausted.html' title='I am supermegafreakingexhausted.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-8384633685201640748</id><published>2009-08-18T19:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:17:03.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday, I bought a</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:280%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16 GB iPod Touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm loving this baby! I don't know what to name her yet :( Suggestions?&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/7266507342039785168-8384633685201640748?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/8384633685201640748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=8384633685201640748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8384633685201640748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8384633685201640748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-i-bought.html' title='Yesterday, I bought a'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-2318084593350246659</id><published>2009-08-14T15:25:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:18:47.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Paycheck! $$$$$$</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:280%;"  &gt;I just got paid today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" &gt;Jennifer, Claudia, Laura, and I went to Career Academy to pick up our paycheck this morning. Frankly, I was excited. We went there at around 9:30. When we got there there was a line. When we got our check, which was like 6 minutes later, Jennifer and Laura went to the bank and cash it. I got $333.96, same as Jennifer while Laura got $289 something because she was absent for a few days. Claudia, on the other hand, didn't work for the summer so she didn't received any money :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" &gt;While Jennifer and Laura went to cash their money, Claudia and I went home. Then we meet up again at the front of my house and went to the mall to shoppppp! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" &gt;We went to the mall and shoppp. Laura bought clothes, accessories, and other "stuffs" lol. I didn't bought anything because I don't have that enough money and I didn't like anything :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" &gt;Blah Blah Blah... we went home. :)))))) I'm too lazy to tell everything that happened. So yeah, the important thing is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I got my money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; The next paycheck is on August 31st. Can't wait :D&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/7266507342039785168-2318084593350246659?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/2318084593350246659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=2318084593350246659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2318084593350246659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2318084593350246659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-paycheck.html' title='First Paycheck! $$$$$$'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-5286542692279972407</id><published>2009-08-12T17:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T18:09:43.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Formspring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's the deal. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; receiving messages/comments from people anonymously and Formspring is the perfect site for it! Got anything to tell me? Sad, happy, stupid, random, positive, negative? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU GOT IT!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have questions to ask me? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll ANSWER IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just click &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.formspring.com/forms/?677980-6QPUJ4P4pR"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. I'll be waiting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By the way&lt;/span&gt;, if it's a question, I'll post my answer here [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-5286542692279972407?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5286542692279972407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=5286542692279972407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5286542692279972407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5286542692279972407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/08/formspring.html' title='Formspring!'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-5001032957415469962</id><published>2009-08-04T22:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:59:54.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Street Fair.</title><content type='html'>Today was a tiring day for me. Leonard, Franklin, Willie, and I went to this street fair at 22nd-29th street around 6:00 PM. We walked all the way over there from 47th street. When we were finally there, we saw a lot of people. We saw people eating hotdog so we went to get one too. Only to find out that we have to get in this huge line. :|&lt;br /&gt;After we got our food, we went to see a boxing fight thing. At first it was cool but after a while, we're like bored of it. The three guys were "looking" for "hot" girls, which felt awkward for me :|&lt;br /&gt;We walked again to the other block and found this band playing. We saw a couple of friends headbanging to the song. The band was "Silent Reb" (Search them in Youtube if you want[:)&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked and walked until those three guys ditched me. Such losers. I didn't even bothered looking for them. After like 10 minutes they finally found me and managed to scream at me saying where the hell I was and they were "worried." YEAH RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;So we continued walking until I was hungry again. So we went back to the hotdog line to get some food.&lt;br /&gt;We figured that there was nothing else to do but just walk again. So we walked again but this time in another street. We hanged out to this place and they started skateboarding. Franklin and Leonard was teaching Willie how to do an Ollie. Unfortunately, he didn't made one. :| But he will someday eventually :)))&lt;br /&gt;At around 10:30, we went home. :) It was one hell of a night. I was in pain when I arrived home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-5001032957415469962?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5001032957415469962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=5001032957415469962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5001032957415469962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5001032957415469962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/08/street-fair.html' title='The Street Fair.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-7753518767712494150</id><published>2009-07-29T16:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:00:57.525-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook account.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:280%;"&gt;Add my &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.facebook.com/robotechnodisease"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:75%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just created it today and I'm freaking excited about it @___@&lt;/span&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/7266507342039785168-7753518767712494150?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/7753518767712494150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=7753518767712494150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/7753518767712494150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/7753518767712494150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/07/facebook-account.html' title='Facebook account.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-5214540843036590090</id><published>2009-07-27T20:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:20:42.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We meet again Blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Sm5KfBmOCFI/AAAAAAAAANE/-3-C3VYLTps/s1600-h/don__t_forget___by_JoX1989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Sm5KfBmOCFI/AAAAAAAAANE/-3-C3VYLTps/s400/don__t_forget___by_JoX1989.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363306103109978194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's been like ages since my previous post and it's not cool. I told myself to keep blogging whatever happens. Obviously, I didn't obey my own rule. Only because there's nothing really interesting to blog about these past few days, weeks. On the weekends I work from Monday to Friday, part-time job. It started last July 6th and will end on August 7th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't wait for my damn paycheck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Pardon my language, that's my way of showing my excitement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today was an ordinary day; nothing unusual happened. Same old routine everyday. But I did develop my first 54 pictures :) Weird huh? Because I always take pictures but never end up developing them. My dad keeps telling me to develop the pictures since the year 2007! After two years, I finally developed it ! :))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh yeah, NEW UPDATE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;May nangyari kanina. Grabe tawang tawa ako sa ginawa nya. Ampohta, emergency daw. KAGAGUHAN. Eh, wala naman akong ginawang kasalanan sa kanya eh tapos sya pa galit? Tangina niya pare. Hinding-hindi ko makakalimutan itong araw na ito. Grabe ang saya. Parang nawala pa nga galit ko sakanya sa ginawa nya. Talagang natawa ako. Mukhang walang pinagaralan na gago. :))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-5214540843036590090?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5214540843036590090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=5214540843036590090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5214540843036590090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5214540843036590090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-meet-again-blog.html' title='We meet again Blog.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Sm5KfBmOCFI/AAAAAAAAANE/-3-C3VYLTps/s72-c/don__t_forget___by_JoX1989.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-902816617849552699</id><published>2009-07-17T17:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T17:46:09.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BATMAAAAAN meets Harry Potter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:190%;"  &gt;Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was okaaaaaaaay. I mean, It wasn't the best movie but it wasn't terrible too. It was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the most perfect day of my life. Morning until now. I'm just freaking happy. I'm still smiling until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'll try my best to tell how my day went in chronological order.&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I had work. It was 8 am until 12 PM. 4 hours. I had to work everyday except weekends. But hey, at least I get paid $$. My good day started during work. I can't say because it's too confidential. Still, it was the happiest day of my life, well not the happiest, but yeaaah. Anywho, after work, Jennifer and I went to see a movie, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince&lt;/span&gt; with her cousin. We arrived in the theatre like right on time when the movie's gonna start. The tickets cost $7, DAAAAMN.&lt;br /&gt;Before everything else, Jennifer's cousin brought his Batman mask. :)) It was hilarious when he wears it XD There's this thing about Jennifer and I should wear it too. I was like, okaaay. HAHAHAH XD&lt;br /&gt;So we went inside the theatre and this is when the fun starts. Sal, Jennifer's cousin, like wore the mask inside the theatre and we were all laughing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like we're the only freaking person laughing inside the theatre. We looked retarted but who cares? HAAHAH.&lt;/span&gt; So the movie started, finally, and we were making these jokes about Batman. And I asked a very stupid question, which was: "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is Batman a bird?&lt;/span&gt;" and Sal was like, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, he's a bat." &lt;/span&gt;And I just realized that. I forgot that Batman is a bat. Sal also added, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's why he's called BATman.&lt;/span&gt;" And we all just laughed so freaking hard. But that's only the beginning of it.&lt;br /&gt;During the movie, we were making fun of all the characters in the movie and what they were saying like when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Proffesor Dumbledore told Harry that HE NEEDS A SHAVE when clearly HE NEEDS IT LIKE BADLY :))))))))))))))) Another one is when Harry said the word "Dragon Balls".&lt;/span&gt; It was hilarious like seriously XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also we noticed that the movie was composed of every other movies like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The grudge, Underworld, The matrix, Lord of the Rings, Twilight, Narnia, and many freaking more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The grudge -&lt;/span&gt; when this girl was excorsist and she was up in the air, she looked like the grudge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Underworld&lt;/span&gt; - the bad guys. They look like the characters in the movie Underworld.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The matrix&lt;/span&gt; - When Professor Dumbledore was killed and he fell down the castle. He was doing some exhibicion while falling down the castle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lord of the rings&lt;/span&gt; - the goblets looked like the one in the Lord of the Rings where he says, "My precious."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight &lt;/span&gt;- the apple in the movie reminded me of Twilight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Narnia&lt;/span&gt; - When this white kid, Harry's opponent, was making things disappeared in this closet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;You just have to see the movie to understand what I'm saying here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the movie was like 3 hours long.&lt;/span&gt; The thing that I hate in the movie is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ending.&lt;/span&gt; I don't like the ending that much. :( Out of 6, I would give it a 4 1/2.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked home. We were still laughing our ass off. We went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Party City&lt;/span&gt; and bougt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pixy Stix&lt;/span&gt;. :) That's pretty much what happened today.  Today was cool XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-902816617849552699?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/902816617849552699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=902816617849552699&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/902816617849552699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/902816617849552699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/07/batmaaaaan-meets-harry-potter.html' title='BATMAAAAAN meets Harry Potter.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-5772525467454083749</id><published>2009-07-14T21:25:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:30:59.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All I know is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:500%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm freaking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:25%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;totally made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-5772525467454083749?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5772525467454083749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=5772525467454083749&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5772525467454083749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5772525467454083749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-i-know-is.html' title='All I know is...'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-2085756334575346832</id><published>2009-07-10T22:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:58:45.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Central Park.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Slf_Mk7LHXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/QaHHZxImBFc/s400/Central+Park+and+Fireworks+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;7/04/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Central Park, NYC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/7266507342039785168-2085756334575346832?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/2085756334575346832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=2085756334575346832&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2085756334575346832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2085756334575346832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/07/70409-central-park-nyc.html' title='Central Park.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Slf_Mk7LHXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/QaHHZxImBFc/s72-c/Central+Park+and+Fireworks+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-3254732076188245487</id><published>2009-07-06T16:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T18:06:07.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of WORK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It all started with a "I'm sooo excited" and ended it with&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want to do this anymore! I want to go home" :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;7:30 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I was already in school with my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Genesis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. We saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Willie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; there too. We were early because the summer program starts on 8 AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We waited outside the school and finally, they called us to come in. Again, we waited at the auditorium for announcements on where and what we're going to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is my first job by the way. First day of work and I'm thinking about how to spend my money :)) Yes, I can finally call it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;my own money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;People finally came and the person-in-charge talked as soon as possible. Of course, she explained to us about our job positions and where we're going to be assigned. What clothes we should wear and the best part of all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;how much we're getting paid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was expecting to work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;in the office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. But NO. They assigned us (my groups and I) in the "cleaning section." I was shocked when I heard that we're going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. I was like "I don't even clean my house and we're going to clean?" HAHAHAH :)) I was somewhat pissed but I managed to control it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway, we get paid per day, which is $25. As for now, I have earned $25 bucks. We work for 4 hours every weekdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here's the part I really got pissed. We were assigned to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;read a novel and make a report or summarize it in a paragraph structure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I thought, "What the Eff? We're just going to work and there's still HOMEfreakingWORK?!?!?!? Are you kidding me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;UGH. So our "job" ends at 12 noon. When the time came, we were all "Thank God." After the work, Genesis and I were supposed to go to the mall but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Willie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Franklin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; came along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was hot. Jennifer, Genesis, and I used the train to get to the mall. Willie and Franklin came hours later. We met at the Food court and ate. Blah Blah Blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We were at the mall for about 4 hours. Genesis bought accessories, Jennifer bought candy and a shade, which I "borrowed" it :)) And I, didn't bought anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We went home using the train again. That's about how our journey ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now I'm here at home, eating AGAIN :)) HAHAAH :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-3254732076188245487?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/3254732076188245487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=3254732076188245487&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/3254732076188245487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/3254732076188245487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-day-of-work.html' title='First day of WORK.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-2627079260442387363</id><published>2009-07-04T01:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:10:00.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks Galore !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First and foremost, I would like to greet you a Happy 4th of July. For those who aren't sure what the event is; it is Independence Day here in America. They commemorate it by showing fireworks. My dad, uncle, and I went to see it. Roads near the river were all closed. The place was crowded like totally. Good thing we went there early, early enough to spot the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;perfect place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. We were in front of the Fireworks maaaan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The fireworks started exactly 9:30 PM. It was AMAZING, BEAUTIFUL, an EXTRAVAGANZA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I took &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; of pictures and video-ed it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are some takes. To view all of it, click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/valinelovesmonsters"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SlA0H1HLhpI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UNHxycGm664/s320/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SlA0Ho1OKfI/AAAAAAAAAME/3Do4c3NE9HA/s320/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SlAyL_zYSxI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mOZkYY24p7k/s320/03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-2627079260442387363?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/2627079260442387363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=2627079260442387363&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2627079260442387363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2627079260442387363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/07/fireworks-galore.html' title='Fireworks Galore !'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SlA0H1HLhpI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UNHxycGm664/s72-c/13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-4383159179755376988</id><published>2009-07-01T08:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:15:27.865-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I watched it yesterday with Adriana and Penelope in the mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was actually great and funny too :P But The first one is quite better. Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Out of 6, I'm going to give it a 5. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-4383159179755376988?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/4383159179755376988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=4383159179755376988&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/4383159179755376988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/4383159179755376988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/07/transformers-2.html' title='Transformers 2'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-8957516973075631197</id><published>2009-06-24T18:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:59:33.399-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DROP DEAD CLOTHING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;My DROP DEAD clothes finally came !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The store said that it will take about 1-2 weeks but mine came like 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://store.iheartdropdead.com/shopimages/products/extras/girlsfrogfront.JPG" mce_src="http://store.iheartdropdead.com/shopimages/products/extras/girlsfrogfront.JPG" height="361" width="235" /&gt;            &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://store.iheartdropdead.com/shopimages/products/extras/girlsfrogback.JPG" mce_src="http://store.iheartdropdead.com/shopimages/products/extras/girlsfrogback.JPG" height="360" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://store.iheartdropdead.com/shopimages/products/extras/girlsgatorfront.JPG" mce_src="http://store.iheartdropdead.com/shopimages/products/extras/girlsgatorfront.JPG" height="360" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;            &lt;img src="http://store.iheartdropdead.com/shopimages/products/extras/girlsgatorback.JPG" mce_src="http://store.iheartdropdead.com/shopimages/products/extras/girlsgatorback.JPG" height="360" width="235" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-8957516973075631197?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/8957516973075631197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=8957516973075631197&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8957516973075631197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8957516973075631197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/06/drop-dead-clothing.html' title='DROP DEAD CLOTHING.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-5226442428948434166</id><published>2009-06-23T13:40:00.040-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:28:16.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm glad I'm a part of this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:300%;" &gt;Happy Graduation&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Class of 2009&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Roosevelt School&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I GRADUATED !!! LOOOOL XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The graduation was held in our school gym around 9 AM and concluded at around 10 AM. This morning was such a memorable day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We were not allowed to wear our Graduation cap because of an incident that happened before Blah Blah Blah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I wore a summer blueish dress under my purple graduation gown. Such an awesome event and very emotional too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Our song was "Time of your life" by Greenday. This was the part where people started crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We were the 90th and last students graduating in Roosevelt School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; That's a big &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I attended Roosevelt School for only two years and I feel very upset about leaving this school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm glad I was part of this event and I'm super proud of what I've accomplished in this school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I won't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; my classmates in 705, as well as the teachers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I love you all sooo much and I'm going to miss you *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;tears*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Photos are still being edited. It will be posted &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/valinelovesmonsters"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-5226442428948434166?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5226442428948434166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=5226442428948434166&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5226442428948434166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5226442428948434166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-glad-im-part-of-this.html' title='I&apos;m glad I&apos;m a part of this.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-3210957140388919921</id><published>2009-06-21T17:43:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T18:17:36.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Dad's Day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Happy Father's Day to your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;DAD / PAPA / ITAY / TATAY / ERPAT / PA / DADDY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After tucking their three-year-old child Sammy in for bed one night,         his parents heard sobbing coming from his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushing back in, they found him crying hysterically. He managed to tell         them that he had swallowed a penny and he was sure he was going to die.         No amount of talking was helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His father, in an attempt to calm him down, palmed a penny from his         pocket and pretended to pull it from Sammy's ear. Sammy was delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a flash, he snatched it from his father's hand, swallowed, and then         cheerfully demanded, "Do it again, Dad!" &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-3210957140388919921?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/3210957140388919921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=3210957140388919921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/3210957140388919921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/3210957140388919921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-dads-day.html' title='Happy Dad&apos;s Day !'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-2357222354024943360</id><published>2009-06-18T13:58:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:02:09.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Awards Ceremony.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am struggling to write today and I don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, today was fantastic. Our awards were given today in school. I realized that the method of Graduation here is different compared to the Philippines. Usually, the awards are given to us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;during&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; graduation and our parents are to walk up the stage along with their graduating child. Here, the awards are given to us graduates before graduation because it will just take too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So yeah, I received my award(s) today :)) I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;ultimately shocked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when I heard my name 4 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The picture below is one of my award, which is a letter from Barack Obama, the President of the United States of America. It's so cool having an award like this :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then I have a certificate along with that. It's called "President's Award for Educational Excellence." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;How cool is that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I also have Honors of course :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And the "Excellence Award in Science." I didn't expect that I'm having this award :)) Still, I'm very proud of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's also this award that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; have gotten, which is the "Lunchtime Leaders Award." I know it's about Lunch but I worked hard on that (not really) :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 483px; height: 640px;" src="http://gymnastkimmie.com/images/Presidents%20Education%20Award%20Letter.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-2357222354024943360?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/2357222354024943360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=2357222354024943360&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2357222354024943360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2357222354024943360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/06/awards-ceremony.html' title='Awards Ceremony.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-7765087828754812487</id><published>2009-06-16T19:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:21:40.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not quite sure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;I can't believe school's almost over. Graduation will be on the 23rd of June. Ugh, what am I gonna do this summer? .... I wanna go to places but I can't because my mom and dad are working :( Still, we have to figure out things and PLAN SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;My days didn't turned out great during these past few days. There were confusion and disappointment and Blah Blah Blah...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we still have classes even though we aren't absolutely doing anything anymore besides practicing the graduation ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing interesting that happened lately. I just needed an update that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-7765087828754812487?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/7765087828754812487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=7765087828754812487&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/7765087828754812487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/7765087828754812487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-we-go-on-we-remember-all-times-we.html' title='I am not quite sure...'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-1979132424196973692</id><published>2009-06-12T15:43:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T08:40:43.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PROM 6/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last night was the prom and it was awesome ! I couldn't blog about it last night because it was late when we went home and I was very exhausted. The reception was like 25 minutes away from school. Laura, my friend, and I went to the salon at around 1 PM to fix our hair. We were both planning to curl our hair. It took us about 2 hours to finish and our hair looks fabulous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;HAHAHAHA:)) Nandoon yung kaaway ko. Akala ko nagpakulot sya kasi nagrolls din sya parang sa amin pero nagblowdry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;lang pal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;a :)) Ganun parin ang buhok nya, hindi nagbago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was time to go to the Prom because it was nearly 5 o'clock and our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Limousine&lt;/span&gt; a.k.a. our school bus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will leave at 5 PM. After the salon, I went home with my mom and put on my accessories, shoes, and off course my dress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I didn't put on make-up because I want to expose my natural beauty:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I arrived in school at exactly 5 and saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Penelope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Rosemary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; there. I was so happy I saw them :) Too bad I didn't took a picture with them though :( My arrival was perfect because it was time to leave. I sat with Laura in the bus and started to take some pictures :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we arrived a our destination, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The Fiesta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, we were very amazed. The place was gorgeous. The fountain was beautiful and the view was just amazing. We went straight inside to the reception and it was beautiful. There's a Dance Floor and a DJ and lots of FOOD ! It was PERFECT. :)) I sat with Laura, Jennifer, Claudia, Hans, Eric, Willie, Pablo, Roy, and Johan in one table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I danced and danced and danced to mostly Spanish songs. Leonard was the first and last guy that I danced with. He was like my partner :)) I also danced with Franklin, Eric, Willie, Angel, Yohan, Joshua, Hans, Danny, and others. Even Girls tooo ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Over all, it was a superb ! I was tired that night and my feet was sore AGAIN. What a memorable night. :] We went home at exactly 10 PM and arrived in school at 10:30 PM. It was such a tiring day for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Here are some pictures that I took. To view more click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/valinelovesmonsters/"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt; (Will keep posting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SjLCiEA51NI/AAAAAAAAALM/yl1J_9POhdY/s400/PROM+6-11+061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SjLChlOfP2I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Xb7KSnFn18k/s400/PROM+6-11+085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SjLCh5fM8DI/AAAAAAAAALE/QmUsuWvNbpw/s400/PROM+6-11+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SjLChzf_XJI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Dxv3wYSha_Y/s400/PROM+6-11+080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and btw, look at Willie's face :)) He can't wait to eat his FOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SjLD_eQjRbI/AAAAAAAAALU/W9z2NiXJS9k/s400/PROM+6-11+050.jpg" /&gt;...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;6/12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Today was the barbecue and the signing of Yearbooks day. I totally bought the yearbook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Sa Barbecue day ineexpect ko barbecue yung ipapakain sa amin. Tae hamburger and hotdog lang ang pinakain sa amin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nice right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    I was also depressed today in school. Genesis was trying to cheer me up and I appreciate it but I don't feel like smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Even my mom noticed and told me "you feel like you're not contented."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I was like "great" everyone noticed. I'm too lazy to tell WHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-1979132424196973692?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/1979132424196973692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=1979132424196973692&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1979132424196973692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1979132424196973692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/06/prom-611.html' title='PROM 6/11'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SjLCiEA51NI/AAAAAAAAALM/yl1J_9POhdY/s72-c/PROM+6-11+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-5312725024567249442</id><published>2009-06-08T19:25:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:21:05.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kruckers Extravaganza!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Today was such a fantastic day. Today was our Field trip in Kruckers, NY. It was a totally successful day, it turned out great and I had FUN. We went by bus and I believe it was a 45 minute drive. I sat with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Genesis, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;my classmate/friend/bummy ! We took &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; of pictures, which all turned out wonderful. When we arrived in our destination, I was totally excited ! The field was green and huge :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;There were sports area like Volleyball, Basketball, Tennis, Soccer, Baseball, and Badminton. The view was amazing too. There were trees and clean ponds and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we even saw a SNAKE ! a tiny one though.&lt;/span&gt; I played basketball and it was fun but because of that I my feet is so freaking sore :| &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We arrived there at around 9 AM and departed at around 3 PM. When we left, I could barely walk. Because of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; that I had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;cramps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. Still, this day was full of HAPPINESS :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are few of the pictures. For more click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/39247519@N07/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Si3FN-vkCaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/bmsfA7as-lU/s400/KRUCKERS+6-08+096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Si3FOLjp5hI/AAAAAAAAAKs/HktUSlurgKM/s400/KRUCKERS+6-08+072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Si3FNiSgK0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/BBXyktQuQGk/s400/KRUCKERS+6-08+098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I walked home in pain :| After 3 hours, a friend of mine, Leonard, went to my house to tell me something. According to him, Willie, our classmate, had a bike accident. Leonard told me that his tiny bone was exposed. I was like "What the eff?" I felt terrible too. Tsk tsk. We just came home from a fun event :[ Anyway, thanks to Leonard, I was the first one to know :]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-5312725024567249442?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5312725024567249442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=5312725024567249442&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5312725024567249442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5312725024567249442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/06/kruckers-extravaganza.html' title='Kruckers Extravaganza!'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/Si3FN-vkCaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/bmsfA7as-lU/s72-c/KRUCKERS+6-08+096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-5285780674841162887</id><published>2009-06-06T19:23:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T19:59:13.184-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YES !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My computer's freaking alive again and this time it's faster than ever ! The virus is gone and so are my programs :|  I mean, there's no need to be lonely because first of all, my computer's fixed and secondly, I can just download them again from the internet. I'm just thankful my computer's back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been online for almost 4 days and there are certain events that had happened on those precious days. I wrote it on a piece of paper :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;June 3rd. [5:13 PM]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Two days of no computer is a nightmare. My mom and dad said that we're going to buy a laptop but I'm not sure and I can't take this. I miss my online friends and I can't blog online. UGH ! Back to what happened today in school, some guy that's "famous?" went to my school. Well, he's just "new". He's actually a motivational speaker. I don't know if you guys know him but his name is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Retro Bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;. (That's him in the left) Not familiar? Google it (Not saying to google it. Only if you're curious).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-5285780674841162887?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5285780674841162887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=5285780674841162887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5285780674841162887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5285780674841162887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-yes.html' title='OH YES !'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-8622437072918914801</id><published>2009-06-04T15:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:13:51.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven't been online for the past 3 days and it's a total nightmare for me. As you can see, in my last post I have stated that my computer has a stupid virus. Well, because of the virus I can't log-in on my computer anymore. It's really terrible and it left me &lt;em&gt;computerless&lt;/em&gt;. UGH. There are many things that happened the past 3 days and I can't blog about it. &lt;strong&gt;DAMN YOU VIRUS!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;. So yeah, sorry if I won't be replying to your messages immediately like before. I'll try to keep udating :) &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/7266507342039785168-8622437072918914801?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/8622437072918914801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=8622437072918914801&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8622437072918914801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8622437072918914801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/06/temporary.html' title='Temporary.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-8733617816862105403</id><published>2009-05-28T19:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:00:54.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw you VIRUS !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 299px; height: 228px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs37/f/2008/256/9/1/Twilight_Virus_by_lookslikerein.png" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;VE A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;IRUS&lt;/span&gt;. B&lt;/span&gt;IG DEAL !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, the title says it all. My computer is infected with a stupid virus. I don't think it's that harmful but thanks to the virus, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;my computer is slower than usual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. I don't know how my computer got it but I have a good feeling it was the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Photoshop CS2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; that I downloaded. Still, my anti-virus sucked ! It scans my computer automatically but it always says that my computer doesn't have a virus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;AND THERE IT IS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I downloaded AVG and I think it worked a little bit. I panicked. I didn't know what to do because I've never encountered anything like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I don't want to reformat at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I just made my Firefox browser like 10 times faster and it did work :) And the evidence is this post. I can't blog with a very very slow browser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-8733617816862105403?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/8733617816862105403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=8733617816862105403&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8733617816862105403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8733617816862105403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/05/screw-you-virus.html' title='Screw you VIRUS !'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-2475562593951934951</id><published>2009-05-25T08:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T09:35:15.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A bitter disappointment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A lot of things happened since my last post but I'll focus on the events that happened yesterday and last Saturday because they're interesting and quite disturbing o_o. First of all, I had fun last Saturday and Sunday. Though there are lots of weird things that happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Saturday, May 23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My mom and I went to the mall to buy the prom dress that we saw in the Internet. We went to see the second dress first (look at the previous post). I was excited to see the dress in person. It's like I'm meeting a celebrity :)) So I look at the dresses and there it is ! Standing out from the crowd with it's pretty little polka dots and its very unique ribbon. It was the only one in there and it's in my size ! I tried it on immediately and my mom and I both agreed that it was wonderful. I wanted to buy it so bad but we have to see the other dress (first one in the previous post). So we told the lady-in-charge to hold it for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the next store to look for the first dress (look at the previous post). I love the first dress and I want to buy it so bad, like it was love at first sight. We finally found the store and I went crazy looking for it. After at least 15 minutes of looking for it, I finally found it. Again it was all alone but it was a disappointment. I was amazed by the way it looked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;It was not like I was expecting at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was a total failure and has a very ugly ribbon.&lt;/span&gt; I was so angry at it because I would've bought it on the Internet. I mean it's not that horrible but its not that beautiful anymore. And it was Large, which is not my size.&lt;br /&gt;As a result, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I ended up buying the second dress.&lt;/span&gt; I admit I was disappointed but the second dress proved to me that she is the perfect dress for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;When we arrived home from the mall, it was like 7 PM and my mom and I had to change our outfits again because we're going to my Uncle Aerol's house :) I saw many relatives over there. Josh, Angelica, Robert (nephew) and other cousins, nephews, aunt, uncles, and more people. I'm basically Robert's aunt and I think he likes me. It sounds all wrong and weird but I just ignore it. Anyway, weall hang-out and got bored immediately. I slept 2 hours. :) That's it for saturday. Let's move on to Sunday !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday, May 24.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday we went to my Uncle Paul's house because his son, PC, my cousin, graduated last Wednesday, I think, and yesterday was the party. So I saw my cousins, aunts, nephews, uncles again. We hang-out again and we got bored again. We watched and played and swinged and played and watched. PC finally arrived home from work at around 6 PM. He's cool, I mean he's calm :) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Check him in You-tube, just type "Rhythmology."&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, he's friends showed up and I must say they were gorgeous and handsome. Not all of them though :)) And some white people came too and we were like saying "Prepare for the white people" :)) We were like making fun of them, I dunno. :)) It was fun. Until, it was time to go home and we all said our last goodbye. *tear tear* And that's it. I'm too lazy to get into details. I just woke up :))&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/7266507342039785168-2475562593951934951?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/2475562593951934951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=2475562593951934951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2475562593951934951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2475562593951934951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/05/bitter-disappointment.html' title='A bitter disappointment.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-2261453422385433057</id><published>2009-05-18T15:58:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:14:32.632-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision decision.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: crosshair; width: 487px; height: 370px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs37/i/2008/287/0/c/Rubiks_by_abbie145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Yesterday, I bought my very own Rubik's cube in Toys R Us ! I was fascinated by its colors. It all started, I believe it was last monday, when my a friend of mine brought a Rubik's cube in school and I was very very entertained. It was difficult to solve yet very amusing. Yes, it felt like I can solve it. Unfortunately, it was a total failure and I finally gave up. Because of that Rubik's cube, I thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;why not by one for myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. So I bought one and I started messing up the colors. Until now, I'm still struggling how to solve all the colors. Turns out there was a way to mess up the rubik's cube and it was too late to unscrammble the colors. Oh well, I'll just try to solve it in my OWN way. This will take a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: crosshair; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://images.nearbynow.com/productimages/bebe/19/06a2bd19_360x360.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: crosshair; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://images.nearbynow.com/productimages/jessicamcclintock/19/05935f19_360x360.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Prom is approaching quite fast and I haven't decided which dress I'm going to buy. Out of 13 dresses, two remains and I'm a bit confuse. Both are great and simple, which is what I like but it's hard to choose. Now I just found this dress like 10 minutes ago on the Internet. It was like Love at first sight. :)) Some people already said that the first one is the best. Frankly, I do too but still, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-2261453422385433057?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/2261453422385433057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=2261453422385433057&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2261453422385433057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2261453422385433057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/05/decision-decision.html' title='Decision decision.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-1129011224659213022</id><published>2009-05-14T18:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T06:54:48.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unsatisfied feeling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Two of my classmates, Jennifer and Claudia, and I wrote a letter to our English teacher last week and I believe it was on May 5th. It wasn't fancy, nothing special just an ordinary sheet of paper ripped from my binder with a touch of Boredom and mental retardation. It was kind of a "nonsense" letter, just so you know. We just figured we would make her laugh because during that time, when we were writing the letter, we were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;literally LAUGHING OUR ASS OFF&lt;/span&gt;. :)))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I forgot what we wrote but here's a "short version" of the letter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Folded the letter 3 times*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Front cover) -- To the person who wants to read this letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Ms. Seale:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I wrote this letter because I have nothing to do. This letter is just a letter with words in it. Nothing personal, just a piece of paper letter that I wrote to you. This letter is to inform you that this is just a letter. Anyway, my purpose of writing you this letter is to write you a letter. Do you like my purpose? You can stop reading it if you don't want to read. WHYA RE YOU STILL READING THIS MS. SEALE. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sincerely&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The person who wrote this letter and two other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;humans who helped writing this letter. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uhm, I don't  really know what to put here. Oh wait, P.S. Pat Seale, get it? HAHAH :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it. Though I know there's something missing but that's all I can remember. I know it's pretty STUPID/RETARTED. But actually she was glad we wrote her this letter. In fact, she wrote back immediately saying that she like reading letters that people rarely write letters because "E-mail" is the new mail. Over all, she appreciates the letter and it made me somewhat HAPPY. Hmmm... Dramatic much :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;...........................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moody&lt;/span&gt; today in school. People doesn't know what's wrong with me and I bet they're getting used to it because I do it more often than usual. This problem is the kind of problem where I can't freaking describe it because it's freaking hard in the ENGLISH language. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Pero sa tagalog, ganito iyon. May kinakasama akong babae na ewan ko, akala ko iba sya. Oo nga iba pero ito naman grabe. Ngayon, alam ko na kung bakit tinutukoy nila syang "kakaiba." Eh tae, paano naman puro nalang sya "tinatamad ako", "Ako'y nabobored", "Gusto ko ng mamatay", "Ayokong magsuot ng iba kung hindi kulay ITIM lang", atbp. Grabe, NAKAKAINIS. Gusto ko ng lumipat ng iskwela at maranasan naman ang mga ibang lahi hindi mga spanyol. Hindi naman ako yung may problema. Kung magsalita sila akala nila di sila nananakit. Laki ng galit ko sa kanila. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Finally, I feel a little bit comfortable inside. I want to get this out of my freaking system. I just don't want to start something that I'm afraid I can't end succesfully &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;kasi nag-iisa lang ako doon na Pilipino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; It's a pretty crappy town right here. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-1129011224659213022?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/1129011224659213022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=1129011224659213022&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1129011224659213022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1129011224659213022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/05/unsatisfied-feeling.html' title='Unsatisfied feeling.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-7678361308706249602</id><published>2009-05-03T20:49:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:17:58.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna bet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs42/f/2009/123/b/7/Oops_by_Rammaster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 566px; height: 376px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs42/f/2009/123/b/7/Oops_by_Rammaster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Pacman" had done it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watching the fight of Manny Pacquiao and Ricky Hatton a.k.a. "The Battle of the East and West" last night on my Uncle's house was incredible and the amazing part is that it ended on Round 2! We were all jumping with joy and screaming his name when he knocked Hatton out to the fullest! I was also glad because I WON THE BET $$$$ :)) Manny Pacquiao WON! Ricky Hatton was nothing compared to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;At the beginning of the fight, there are these drums and trumpets playing by these British people cheering for Hatton. All of those people disappeared at the end of the game. I don't know what happened but it was embarassing for them LOL XD. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The important thing is Pacquiao won and Hatton lost. HAHAHAHAH XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-7678361308706249602?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/7678361308706249602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=7678361308706249602&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/7678361308706249602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/7678361308706249602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/05/wanna-bet.html' title='Wanna bet?'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-3065930020429907374</id><published>2009-04-30T16:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:32:12.395-04:00</updated><title type='text'>8 stuffs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Behold, the number 8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The number that comes after 7 and before 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The number that has 5 letters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tagged from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://thevainproject.blogspot.com/"&gt;Francesca&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:160;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;8 things I'm looking forward to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;New school !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Going back to the Philippines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Winning the lottery (I wish).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Going to Six Flags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Results of the exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Prom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;8 things I did yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Skipped breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went to school early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Took my English exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Watch a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Talked to humans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bought cookies [YUM]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Laughed My Ass Off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;8 things I wish I could do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breakdance professionally.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make millions of dollars.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lose tremendous amount of weight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Linguistic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make magic tricks [the tricky ones]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grow taller.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;See all my favorite artists and musicians.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ski.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;8 shows I watch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family Guy [ALWAYS]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spongebob Squarepants.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;America's Next Top Model.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gossip Girl.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;90210.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;American Idol.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MadTV.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CSI and Law and Order crimes "stuffs".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;8 people I tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hana [Pareeeng Green]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jio [Kileeegs]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lylet [Laaabs]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mao&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Francesca&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meryl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a survey :)) Better tell some peeeps that I tagged them :DD&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/7266507342039785168-3065930020429907374?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/3065930020429907374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=3065930020429907374&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/3065930020429907374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/3065930020429907374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/04/8-stuffs.html' title='8 stuffs.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-9049503119007069936</id><published>2009-04-28T18:55:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:22:00.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot topic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs25/i/2008/037/8/f/Stuffed_Toys_by_alyanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 547px; height: 410px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs25/i/2008/037/8/f/Stuffed_Toys_by_alyanna.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Friendship is a pretty full-time occupation if you really are friendly with somebody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You can't have too many friends because then you're just not really friends." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;How I wish we had the money &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;to go back to the Philippines and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to start a new life again with my big brother. I just miss many people in the Philippines and I am desperate to meet new people. To be quite frank, I don't enjoy being here. I feel like coming here was an enormous mistake but then again, I made quite new friends, new enemies, and a new life. I thought that things will change now that I'm here. That I'll discover something new and something I've always want to do. But I was wrong. In fact, it was the total opposite. What a crappy world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enough with the drama. School was amazingly boooring. Today was also the beginning of the exam. It was all about Language Arts and Literacy a.k.a. "essays". I was shockingly confident about my answers and can't wait for the results. Tomorrow's Language Arts again and this time we're going to write some 10 paragraph essays. Not nervous, that's a fact and "I'm ready", as Spongebob Squarepants would say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something happened today in school and it's quite retarted. I don't want to talk about it that much because people might misenterpret it. All i can say is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Don't tell your problems to people: eighty percent don't care; and the other twenty percent are glad you have them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Problemahin nyo yung mga problema nyo wag yung pananamit ko mga gago. Palibhasa mga inggitera ampohta. &lt;/span&gt;It's freaking hot in here ! -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-9049503119007069936?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/9049503119007069936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=9049503119007069936&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/9049503119007069936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/9049503119007069936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-getting-hot.html' title='Hot topic.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-353081274861468144</id><published>2009-04-27T15:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:49:33.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad3p na araw.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc00.deviantart.com/fs16/i/2007/255/d/5/Bullying_by_KungFuPlum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 549px; height: 386px;" src="http://fc00.deviantart.com/fs16/i/2007/255/d/5/Bullying_by_KungFuPlum.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wala ako sa mood mag-english dito sa post na ito. Kadarating ko lang galing school at badtrip ako. Gusto ko ng lumipat ng paaralan! Ayoko mga tao dito. Nakakabwiset sila ! Akala mo kung sino. Mayabang na wala namang maipagmayabang. Wala man lang akong kaklaseng Amerikano dito. Walang kwentang paaralan ampohta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bukas exams na ! Ito na yung pinakahihintay namin na exams. Sa wakas dumating na. Bukas at sa Miyerkules, puro essays ang gagawin namin. Grabe, excited na ako ! HAHAAHAH :)) Tapos sa Huwebes, Mathematics naman. Pucha kelangan ko pala magaral para doon. Biyernes, Science. Sana mapasa ko itong test na ito. At matapos na ang school year na ito para magkatuwaan na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sa ngayon, lumalamon ako ng polvoron galing sa "House of Polvoron" habang nakikinig ng music sabay nood ng telebisyon. Ang init ngayon grabe ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Halos wala akong maisip ngayon. Ang feeling ko parang ang dami kong gagawin pero wala naman talaga. Ewan ko ba. Inaantok pa ako pero ayokong matulog. Bwisit na araw oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahh basta bukas na yung test at wala naman akong irereview dahil hindi namin alam kung anu laman nung test na un. Secure na secure eh. Goodluck nalang sa akin bukas hanggang sa Biyernes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-353081274861468144?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/353081274861468144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=353081274861468144&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/353081274861468144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/353081274861468144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad3p-na-araw.html' title='Bad3p na araw.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-2980723239973864049</id><published>2009-04-24T19:06:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:05:51.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>X-BOX (a box with an X marked in it)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs45/i/2009/114/2/6/Stapled_Apples_by_Jake_The_Ripper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 300px;" src="http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs45/i/2009/114/2/6/Stapled_Apples_by_Jake_The_Ripper.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Today's Friday, weather was great, school was interesting, and I had fun today in school. For the first time, I wasn't grumpy today in the morning. I started it with a HUGE smile. I don't know why I was smiling but it felt great :) ! Several things happened today and they were indeed funny moments. I was literally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;aughing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;reaking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ss &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ff maaan !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Math class was crazy. I was saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heeeeeyy&lt;/span&gt; *eyebrows up* with *gliding effect* to Jennifer, Claudia, Genesis, Eric, Franklin, Leonard, Roy, and Joshua. They all laughed maaaan. Leonard, Joshua, and Genesis are practicing how to do it :)) Joshua and Leonard nearly got it but they can't beat me. HAHAHA :)) Then there was Algebra.... We had new lessons that involves letters and numbers AGAIN. It was about Monomial and Polynomials. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Have you heard of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's not that hard to understand but I'll forget it tomorrow, as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;After Algebra, we went to Music class a.k.a. "The boring class". Sad but true. Nothing interesting really just same old music class. The bell rang and English was our next class. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I finally got my rough copy (draft) of my research paper&lt;/span&gt;. My teacher checked it already and it was all good. I love how she really changed some words, made suggestions, and her comments like "good 'stuffs' !!" :)) It feels really good knowing that I don't have to worry about anything anymore because my research paper is already done. All I have to do is type it after the test. I don't like talking about the test next week because it will just make me nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Moving on, lunch time finally arrived ! Genesis and I had to finish our Algebra test during lunch so I ate maaad fast. Our teacher was still eating when we arrived in the classroom so we waited outside the room for a few minutes. Franklin, Eric, and Hans came too :) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;This is where the fun part begins.&lt;/span&gt; By the way Franklin, Eric, and Hans are three of the most funny people in the class. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hans trips on a smooth floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Franklin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Eric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is always teasing Hans because of his name, saying "Hands" instead of his name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Genesis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;is my friend/buddy ! They're calling her a "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bum&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;. Don't know the history but it's hella funny. They're teasing her like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;She lives in a box, she owns an X-BOX (a box with an X in it), telling her to think "outside her box" instead of "thinking outside the box", and saying that she lives everywhere !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*If ever you're reading this Genesis, all I want to say is: I feel for you.* &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When we were done in the classroom we still had 20 minutes left to go back to the cafeteria (lunch time) but we didn't went down. Instead, we stayed outside our english classroom and chatted, all four of us (Hans wasn't done yet). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Franklin was mocking Genesis about the trash. As a result, Genesis and Franklin had a fight that made Eric and I laugh. Then all of a sudden, Franklin was hit in the head on a metal thingg and Genesis was saying SORRY then we were laughing again. After a few minutes we were hearing some knocking that seems like it came from the elevator. WE WERE SCARED MAAAAN ! It gave us the chills. Still we laughed and laughed. Until we finally told someone about it but SOMEONE just said "that's nice". SOOO LAME. Then the bell rang, blah blah blah, the elevator just opened infront of us and NO ONE was there. WEIRD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Our teacher saw us and we went inside the classroom. We hid our classmates bags, and placed it in another chair. It was fun. After that, we had a "SPELLING BEE". I lost :( I didn't spelled "accommodate" correctly (forgot that it was a double M). Then after that we went to Science class. We had a quiz, got a 100 % then went home. Guess that's basically what happened today. Many things happened but I felt lazy. :| Oh yeah I forgot, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I HAVE NO HOMEWORK !&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;:)) That's one way to end a long ass paragraph.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-2980723239973864049?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/2980723239973864049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=2980723239973864049&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2980723239973864049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2980723239973864049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/04/x-box-box-with-x-marked-in-it.html' title='X-BOX (a box with an X marked in it)'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-5192942535228036312</id><published>2009-04-23T19:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:05:05.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY BUSY BUSY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SfEBiOfCa9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/4ih3etaq01s/s1600-h/PARTY+PEOPLE+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SfEBiOfCa9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/4ih3etaq01s/s400/PARTY+PEOPLE+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328041521671465938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Studying&lt;/span&gt;. Notice how they conveniently put 'DYING' at the end of this word."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I barely put photos in my posts. So I thought of putting a picture of me staring at something out the window. I look freaking serious. Anyway, it's been ages since my last entry. I'm just busy with school works and I don't feel like writing :| It sucks because wonderful events are happening to me everyday and I don't get the chance to share it here. *tears* :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be a busy week for me because Tuesday-Friday are exams day. [YAY] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. I feel excited but at the same time nervous. I hope I get an Advance Proficiency. Good thing I finished my research paper early because I won't have enough time finishing it after the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I returned four books today in the library with Claudia, a friend of mine. Not that interesting but it's something. Speaking of interesting, something happened today in school. I wouldn't describe it as a "good thing". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ayokong ikwento nahihiya ako :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. And I got my report card today. It was a disappointment. I got my first and ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; in math. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Nakakainis na titser. Binigyan ba naman ako ng B, ayan tuloy hindi ako kasama sa high honors. INIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. The rest are A's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, that's what happened today. Nothing fun and interesting. Just the same old routine. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7266507342039785168-5192942535228036312?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5192942535228036312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=5192942535228036312&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5192942535228036312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5192942535228036312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-busy-busy.html' title='BUSY BUSY BUSY'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SfEBiOfCa9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/4ih3etaq01s/s72-c/PARTY+PEOPLE+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-6847213882052281670</id><published>2009-04-08T17:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:32:25.601-04:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Thank God I finished my homework today in school because now I finally have the chance to write something here again. I just came home from school because I had "Book club". Normally, I go home at 3 PM but I attend after school clubs now so my time is extended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;I am currently watching "Family Guy" instead of researching my research paper about "The birth of the internet".&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Frankly, I am very nervous about this 5-page-research paper. It's a big deal and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I CAN ACTUALLY FAIL IN LANGUAGE ARTS WHEN I DON'T FINISH THIS AND WON'T EVEN PARTICIPATE IN ACTIVITIES LIKE FIELD TRIPS AND OTHER FUN ACTIVITIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Then there's this test assessment test coming up after the break, which is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A BIG DEAL TOO !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;I also heard that we're going to have a research paper in SCIENCE and MATH TOO ! I was like, SERIOUSLY?!?!? in MATH? HAHAHHA XD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ano isesearch namin?&lt;/span&gt; Confused much?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SCHED&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ULE&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SP&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;RING BR&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;AK -- April 10-19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EXAMS &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;-- April 28-May 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;DUE OF RES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;EARCH PAPER -- May 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;GRADUA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;TION  -- June 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*I don't know about the Math and science research paper yet and when the PROM and Field trip is going to be. All I know is, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT THIS TESTS AND RESEARCH PAPERS OVER AND HAVE FUN !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back to what happened today. So Genesis and I went to the school library to ask for some books and magazines about the internet. Luckily, we did found something and it was a HUGE THING. We also signed out two books about "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;BUNNICULA meets EDGAR ALLAN CROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;" and "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;BUNNICULA RETURNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;". I was Laughing My Ass Off like LITERALLY. HAHAHAH :)) If you don't get it, the Bunnicula means "Dracula" and "Edgar Allan Crow" is suppose to be "Edgar Allan Poe" Get it? Get it? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What else did we do today? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;*actually thinking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Oh yeah, The book club members, including I, watched the basketball game today. Before that we were watching the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Omega man&lt;/span&gt;", which was the original movie of "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am Legend&lt;/span&gt;". Hopefully, YOU saw the movie. Because I didn't. HAHAH XD Kiddin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Overall, My mind is crowded with unnecessary thoughts and my brain is not functioning well. I hope I can finish my research paper before the week of the due date. UGH -_-&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/7266507342039785168-6847213882052281670?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/6847213882052281670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=6847213882052281670&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/6847213882052281670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/6847213882052281670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/04/stress.html' title='STRESS :|'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-3011564603115447617</id><published>2009-04-03T18:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:58:11.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Suicidal Penguin"</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 Reasons why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;u style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Write&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Writing helps me discover who I really am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Writing helps me believe in myself and raise my self-esteem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I write, I hear my own unique voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As I write, I seek answers to questions and find new questions to ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Writing enhances my creativity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can share myself with others through writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Writing gives me a place to release anger, fear, sadness, and other painful feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Writing brings me joy and a way to express it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Writing makes me feel more alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can discover my dreams through writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; have to" -My teacher&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Writing is becoming a part of my life because of the "essays" and the "open-ended". It's funny how I'm always complaining about it and still end up doing it in the end because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; have to. Speaking of writing, I will be writing a research paper "soon." I picked "The birth of the Internet" as my topic because I think it's much more easier than Cloning (my first pick). Enough with the essays, let's talk about interesting "stuffs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Today in school, we(the class) did something very amusing during our science period. It was totally crazy and hilarious. My science teacher decided to "play a game" called "Who's more quiet, the boys or the girls?" HAHAHA --it was a tie. LOL XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;During that "game", we did something very unusual but at the same time, FUN ! We had to answer 8 questions by drawing or writing it in this piece of paper.  The questions are silly and my answers, as well as my fellow classmates answers, were funny as hell. I &lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt; remember 1 question because that was the most memorable one. Which was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;If you were an animal,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; what would you be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had to draw it. So I drew an "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Owl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;", which was a total disaster because according to my science teacher it was a "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;suicidal penguin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;". HAHAHA XD :)) I was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Laughing My Ass Off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Come to think of it, it does look like a penguin. HAHAH :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good times. Good times. HAHHAHA :)) Damn, I can't open plurk :| "Error" daw. INIS ! &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/7266507342039785168-3011564603115447617?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/3011564603115447617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=3011564603115447617&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/3011564603115447617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/3011564603115447617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/04/suicidal-penguin.html' title='&quot;Suicidal Penguin&quot;'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-5782227577457113483</id><published>2009-03-30T21:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:57:48.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The joy of having school works.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53);   font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc35.deviantart.com/fs20/f/2007/288/1/6/1662facb0f28a952.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The death of homework......don't you ever wish you could rip your homework into thousand of tiny pieces, burn it, and kill it? But then, in the end you just have to suck your anger in and deal with it in a...uh..more peaceful way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My brain has it's own freaking way of thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;There are just lots of crazy things going on this month up to June. There's these research paper that's going on, the Assesment test on April, the fourth marking period, and MANY MORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;What's with me and homework nowadays? I mean I wasn't like this before. Is it because I'm so worried about my grades at the end of the school year? I make a HUGE deal about this and it's making me INfreakingSANE. Still, I know I can do this. ~ DUUH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh well, I got to finish my MATH HOMEWORK :\ Screw that, I'm gonna play BOOKWORM. LOL XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-5782227577457113483?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5782227577457113483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=5782227577457113483&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5782227577457113483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5782227577457113483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/03/joy-of-having-school-works.html' title='The joy of having school works.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-4667901413444449151</id><published>2009-03-27T19:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:18:34.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi Guy :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is a freaking awesome day ! I didn't go to school because I was sick THIS MORNING, but I'm okay now. My friend, Genesis, and I went to the mall at around 3 PM after school. Hinatid kami ng parents nya, which was totally cool kasi hindi kami magcocommute, which means GASTOS. Our main purpose was to watch "The Haunting in Connecticut".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We arrived at the mall around 4 PM. We went to the movie theatre and bought the tickets. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE TICKET COSTS $10.00 EACH!!! I was like WTF?!!?!?! But we didn't care. HAHAH:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The movie starts at 4:30 PM, so we have like 30 minutes left to go window shopping. We went to Hollister, Journeys, Spencer, Aeropostale, F.Y.E., and other stores. It was fun. After that, we went back to the movies and bought some popcorns and soda :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;During the movie, BUMMY a.k.a. Genesis, SCREAMED ! HAHAHAH:)) I was cracking out LMFAO XD The movie was cool :) I rate it 5 stars out of 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After the movie, which was around 6:30, we went to the food court to eat, duuh ! We ordered 2 pepperoni pizza each, and one salad dressing for me. It was fun :) Oyeah, this sushi guy was giving out free sushi and I'm like daring Genesis to beat the crap out of that sushi guy and get all the free sushi. LOL XD It was hillarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then it was time to call her parents to come and pick us up. SOSYAL EH! May pasundo sundo pang nalalaman. Tumambay muna kami doon sa Mcdo tapos nagtawanan. Grabe ! What a freaking moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I arrived home at exactly 8 PM. All I can say is, it was all worth it. I am super happy and we should go see a movie again. Too bad we can't shop :\ Didn't have that much money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bummy, I had a great time. LOL XD remember, SUSHI GUY ! HAHAHA:D&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/7266507342039785168-4667901413444449151?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/4667901413444449151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=4667901413444449151&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/4667901413444449151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/4667901413444449151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/03/sushi-guy.html' title='Sushi Guy :))'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-1396676703934277599</id><published>2009-03-26T15:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:19:27.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad timing :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Damn sore throat causing me to miss a lot of things. :\ I just came home from school and my mom picked me up. Okaaaay, I didn't expected that because my mom was working and it's like 1 hour drive from here to there. My dad, on the other hand, didn't aswered the phone because he was in the kitchen. Therefore, he didn't know I was calling and didn't fetch me up. Overall, my mom went to my school, instead of my dad, just to pick me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've been suffering in this unexplainable sickness (sore throat) since yesterday morning. It's weird though cause I don't have a fever. Anyway, I still made it to County Prep yesterday with my parents. OMG, I'm enrolled now ! YAY :) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shet and daming gwapo doon. Salamat naman at Amerikano na mga magiging kaklase ko doon.&lt;/span&gt; I can't believe I'm going to go there next school year. UGH, I'm freaking excited. Still, I want to go back to the Philippines. ANO BA KASI TALAGA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So after the orientation, which is why we went there to County Prep yesterday, I came back to school. Not during classes but after class because I have after school and I forgot the book in my English class. Instead of doing "Book club", we watched the basketball game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was awesome because it was my first time to watch a basketball game in school and I won in the bet :)) LOL XD Sadly, I have to go home at 4:30 PM because I have to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today, there's another game, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ROOSEVELT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, my school, vs. EDISON. Yesterday it was Roosevelt against Washington school. Obviously, I can't watch the game today because of my freaking sore throat and headache. LAME. I have Art Club today too but yeah I CAN'T ATTEND THAT TOO. :\ BORING. Now, I'm like "suppose" to rest and not to watch TV and not to use the computer, which I am doing right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hope I get better tomorrow. I'm going to the mall and watch "The Haunting in Connecticut" and "Monsters vs. Aliens" with Genesis in the mall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Such bad timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-1396676703934277599?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/1396676703934277599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=1396676703934277599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1396676703934277599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1396676703934277599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-timing.html' title='Bad timing :|'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-2673788320090677319</id><published>2009-03-24T17:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:32:19.595-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck with homework :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mentally disordered from the essays, the Algebra and the homework. Arrived home from school and I'm stuck with homework, as usual. Luckily, I won't attend school tomorrow because my parents and I are going to County Prep High. Can't believe I'm going to study there next school year. :) Good news, I cut my hair yesterday :) I made it more layered. My parents loved it *phew*. Anyhow, Spring started. YAY ! It's still cold though. Ugh :\ I need Mr. Sunshine to burn my fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I had Bookclub afterschool and it was great. Only three of us (Haide, Genesis, and I) came out of I think 12 of us. We watched "The faling of the house of Usher". OMG, I forgot the book that I was suppose to borrow today. FTW !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My mom called and told me that we're going to a party today "Makikiparty" pala kami. LMAO XD So that means I have to do my freaking homework. :\ &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/7266507342039785168-2673788320090677319?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/2673788320090677319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=2673788320090677319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2673788320090677319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2673788320090677319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/03/stuck-with-homework.html' title='Stuck with homework :|'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-218533432689187207</id><published>2009-03-20T18:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T17:44:57.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings dear Mrs. Cirone :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To Mrs. Cirone !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS YOU SO MUCH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please come back to school because to tell you the truth, we are not comfortable with Ms. Granata. We just miss your teaching, your "guys and girls", your voice, and especially YOU. Sometimes she explains the mat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;h problems in a different way and it's like the WRONG ANSWER :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For Instance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Janet had a collection of CD's. She threw out 1/5 of them away because they were defective. She gave 1/3 of the rest to her brother and was left with 16 CD's for herself. How many does she have originally?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HER WAY OF SOLVING THE PROBLEM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16 divided by 2/3 = 24 divided by .8 = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;30 CD'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHAT I DID:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16 divided by 1/5 = 80 divided by 1/3 = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;240 CD's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I did was right, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are other problems too Mrs. Cirone, not just that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Algebra is doing okaaaay ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We pretty much understand it so far but we're all in good shape :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Btw, I changed the music in my other site :D LOL XD&lt;/span&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/7266507342039785168-218533432689187207?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/218533432689187207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=218533432689187207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/218533432689187207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/218533432689187207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/03/greetings-dear-mrs-cirone.html' title='Greetings dear Mrs. Cirone :)'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-4774788709472760116</id><published>2009-03-17T20:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:41:29.184-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodluck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;HAPPY S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;T. PAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;RICK'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; DAY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not a huge event like Christmas, but it's still something to celebrate. At least it involves my favorite color, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; :) I still have school though :|&lt;br /&gt;Even though people were telling me to "wear green", I didn't. Instead, I wore pink shoes, yellowish long sleeves under my uniform, and a black but colorful (no green on it) bag. As a result, I got pinched by my fellow classmates. HAHAHAAH XD That was the funny but weird part, pinching someone not wearing green.&lt;br /&gt;I had Book club today after school. We watched the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pin and the Pendulum&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a story made by Edgar Allan Poe. I like his stories, it's not that scary but it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I received a letter from County Prep High. OMG! The school I applied to like last year ago. Ohh-Emm-Gee, I got accepted ! I can finally breathe properly now. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been some gossips around here in my house about me going back to the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG ! ................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-4774788709472760116?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/4774788709472760116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=4774788709472760116&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/4774788709472760116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/4774788709472760116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/03/goodluck.html' title='Goodluck.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-2706313260706093928</id><published>2009-03-09T19:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:20:24.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The wave.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alex scrunched up his shoulders and made a face. "Laurie, you must learn that nothing is above ridicule."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Well, if you think they're troopers, aren't you frightened of being drafted too?" Laurie asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alex grinned. "Who, me?" Then he swiped through the air with several fierce-looking karate chops. "Anyone hassles me and I'll Kung Foo them into chopped suey."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The door of the publications office opened again and now Carl slipped in. Seeing Laurie and Alex there, he smiled. "Looks like I've stumbled into Anne Frank's attic," he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"The last of the rugged individuals," Alex said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Carl nodded. "I believe it. I just came from the rally."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"They let you out?" Alex asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I had to go to the bathroom," Carl answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Hey, man," Alex said. "You got the wrong place."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;-Excerpt from the book&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The Wave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-2706313260706093928?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/2706313260706093928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=2706313260706093928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2706313260706093928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2706313260706093928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/03/alex-scrunched-up-his-shoulders-and.html' title='The wave.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-4901136293266733844</id><published>2009-03-08T11:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:36:50.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ipod commercial :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BVuQR0AVzDk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BVuQR0AVzDk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I ALWAYS WANTED TO DO THAT (the editing part) !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Overall, this video entertained me and I must say it was cool ~ XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-4901136293266733844?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/4901136293266733844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=4901136293266733844&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/4901136293266733844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/4901136293266733844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='Ipod commercial :D'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-7690765881861672610</id><published>2009-03-05T23:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T07:07:01.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The new thingg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NEW LAYOUT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;......................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just finished my ridiculous piles of homework. :|&lt;br /&gt;My work here is done and it's time for my bedtime story. :))&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of this new profile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-7690765881861672610?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/7690765881861672610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=7690765881861672610&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/7690765881861672610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/7690765881861672610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-thingg.html' title='The new thingg.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-8679807407185918548</id><published>2009-03-01T19:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:28:52.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Second thoughts?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Warning:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I'm going to say is not 100% sure yet but I'm hoping it comes true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm going back to the &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PHILIPPINES&lt;/span&gt;" ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Again, it's still not official yet. My parents are deciding whether they're going to send me back to continue my studies there because I'm supposed to be a highschool student but when we migrated here in the US the school couldn't allow me to go into highschool because of my age so I was left back 2 years, which makes me a middleschool pupil right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm really excited when my parents told me this but in the same time, I'm not sure if I want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First of all, it will only be my brother and I living in the Philippines without our parents. I know it sounds fun with all the "you-can-do-anything" stuffs but I'm going to miss them big time ! Second, we're not sure yet about my going back-to-school in the Philippines. I mean will the school put me where I left off here in the US, which is not good because I will be in the first year highschool or let me go to the appropriate grade, which is in 3rd year highschool?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;*Makes sense? :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lastly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I DON'T WANT TO GO HOME ALONE IN A CONNECTING FLIGHT TRIP ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:)) LOL XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are these questions that keeps bugging me eversince this going back to the Phil. popped up. Like for instance, Will I be there for good? Will my brother and I see my parents again? *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I don't want to think about this question but again it just popped out on my mind*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; These are few questions inside my head and it's driving me nuts !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"To go or not to go, that is the question !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I apologize for the late post. I've been busy these days due to school work and my laziness. Besides, there's nothing interesting that's happening everyday. :|&lt;br /&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/7266507342039785168-8679807407185918548?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/8679807407185918548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=8679807407185918548&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8679807407185918548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8679807407185918548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/03/second-thoughts.html' title='Second thoughts?'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-1325535283501291819</id><published>2009-02-24T20:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:41:33.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday girl. ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What can I say, today was a BLAST ! My birthday was fantastic and just perfect. In school, people who knew me gave me a "Happy Birthday" greeting. It was very flattering and sweet :) The funny part is, they finally knew my real age. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not telling it here, still have to guess :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; LOL XD Ms. Seale, my English teacher, also greeted me a happy birthday and it was nice :) Oh yeah, the clubs started today and I attended the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Book Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. :) After that, my parents and I went out to eat dinner in a fancey restaurant. The food was amazing, the place was gorgeous, it was just right. We had a great time, especially me. In other words, I had a wonderful night. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For my family, classmates, schoolmates, former classmates, former schoolmates, bestfriend, relatives, online friends, humans, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Thank you for the warm greeting. I'm very flattered and I love you all ♥"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;:) I love you all. MWAH:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt; I think I want to cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*dramatic much*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; HAHAH:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Naggreet din c crush ohh :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*KILEGS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-1325535283501291819?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/1325535283501291819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=1325535283501291819&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1325535283501291819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1325535283501291819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-girl.html' title='The Birthday girl. ♥'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-1195328524208718735</id><published>2009-02-22T21:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:37:38.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The outcome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just arrived home on a 4-hour drive trip from Maryland. We, my parents and I, started our journey on a Saturday morning and went home tonight, Sunday. It was a busy day when we were there because we didn't do anything but help clean, arrange, fix, my grandmother's house. The place was a mess when we got there. Because we had to clean the house due to the fact that it's messy and my grandmother's having a party the next day, we were unable to go to Washington DC take some pictures :\ There was disappointment but it was limited.&lt;br /&gt;There was no choice for me but to help them clean the house too. After a long daaaaaay of doing chores, we were able to clean the whole entire house and made it good as new. After that, we went out to dinner, the four of us, at 11 PM. We went home at around 1 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday came, my parents and grandmother were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"busy busy busy".&lt;/span&gt; They were preparing the food for the coming party that afternoon. When I woke up, my grandmother and I went to church at around 8 AM. The church was small but pretty :) The priest was a Filipino, which was cool :) After the mass, we went home and all of them were back to business. I, in the other hand, watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spongebob Squarepants&lt;/span&gt;. Oh I miss watching that show. :)) Afternoon came and people started coming. My grandmother's 4 children arrived first. Matatanda na sila obviously. One of her son, which are basically my uncles, brought her daughter, Samantha. She's 10 years old and American :) I met her like last last last year and we saw each other like today. So yeah, we played ROCKBAND WORLD TOUR 2. I played the drums, which was totally fine, and also guitar, which I totally sucked. :)) After the Rock Band mania, we started to make conversations. I broke the silence by saying "Muffins are the shittts". She's like, "No, potatoes are" and the argue started. Until we finally ate and still maked fun about it. And even surveyed the visitors about it, which was by the way, a total disturbance. Still, we did it. We didn't care. HAHHAH:))&lt;br /&gt;Over all, it was a fun day. At around 5, my parents and I, went home. Today's time is 10:37 PM and we arrived at around 8 PM. There were some pictures I took over there, mostly me. LOL XD Now, I'm watching the Oscars. :| I want Dark Knight to win. :)) Goodnight creatures.&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/7266507342039785168-1195328524208718735?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/1195328524208718735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=1195328524208718735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1195328524208718735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1195328524208718735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/outcome.html' title='The outcome.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-1622840702165687887</id><published>2009-02-20T17:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T17:50:16.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sad to say that I'm not going to be online for 2 days starting Saturday. My parents and I are going to be in Maryland on that day to visit our relatives :) I'm also going to celebrate my birthday over there too, I think,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;even though my birthday's on Tuesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hopefully, we'll go to DC to see the famous White house, the Capitol, and bunch of other interesting sites. I'm very excited right now and I just finished packing my clothes for tomorrow. See yaaah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-1622840702165687887?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/1622840702165687887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=1622840702165687887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1622840702165687887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1622840702165687887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/vacation-time.html' title='Vacation time.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-5067090631054822312</id><published>2009-02-19T20:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:44:27.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Practice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;This day was a blast ! I finally got the chance to go out with my friends :) The clouds were very tentative but I went anyways. We, Adriana and I, went to the movies to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coraline&lt;/span&gt; ! Oh yes, it was fantastic! The movie was supposed to be in 3D but the movie theatre that we went to sucked so no 3D for us :\ Though we didn't care as long as we watched the movie with some popcorn and soda ! Our $6.50 ticket was worth it after watching the movie :) It kinda reminds me of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Nightmare Before Christmas.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After the movies, we went to meet our other friend, Rosemary, to hang with us too :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BTW, it's been a long time since I haven't seen the two of them so this was like a big deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After the meet, we went to this church where Rosemary's friends were having a band practice. So yeah, I was like "cool" :) After 5 minutes of walking, we reached our destination. Inside, the band members were playing offcourse. It was awesome. :) HAHAHA:)) Since I didn't know them and just saw them the first time, I kept my mouth shut. Tapos may nangyare. HAHAHAH:)) I forgot the exact words pero it involves me being beautiful? Natatawa ako :))) Anyway, that's that. After a few hours, Adriana and I left because I gotta go home at 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; It was fun though. But I should've brought my camera :\ Everytime there's an event, that's the time I don't bring my huge ass camera.&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/7266507342039785168-5067090631054822312?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5067090631054822312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=5067090631054822312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5067090631054822312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5067090631054822312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/practice.html' title='The Practice.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-6571645102406085399</id><published>2009-02-18T14:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:42:29.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd day of the NO CLASSES week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. When I was a kid (about 5 years old), I spell it as I pronounced it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Wenzday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. I then realized that it was wrong after looking at our calendar. Yeah, I remember those days when school was just "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for apple, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for cat" and so on. Since there's nothing to do and nothing to talk to, I'll tell random stories that happened to me a looooong time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 3 when I used a computer. Yes &lt;u&gt;3-freaking-years-old&lt;/u&gt; and even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; was shocked after hearing this from my parents. At first, they don't know that I was the one using the computer and thought it was even possible for me to use it, so they blamed my brother :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Poor him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. After a few months of not-shutting-down-the-computer lecture to my brother (I was a pro at turning on computers but doesn't know how to shut down) they saw me sitting there infront of the monitor, playing solitaire. The three of them were amazed, especially my parents, when they discovered that it was not my borther but their little creature, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. HAHAAH:)) That explains why I love computers these days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinaglihi ako sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Balut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Balut is a filipino word which is a type of food. It is basically a cooked undeveloped egg of a chick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" mean why why why??? Not fair. My parents and my brother are like WHITE ! And I'm the dark chocolate. :| But they always tell me na mas maganda daw ung ganito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Beauty and Brains"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; as my dad would say. But I don't worry about it that much eversince I was like 12 because I realized that hindi ako nagiisa. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gain weight? What's your freaking problem? Ugh. Eversince I moved here in America, I got fatter and fatter and fatter :| My dad keeps telling me na uso naman dito un. Lakas mangasar eh. Pero hindi rin nagtagal, nadiscipline ko naman sarili ko for not eating sweets like chocolates, cakes, or any other high calorie sugar sweets. I can eat sweets though but not always like before. :| So, I got scared and stopped eating those damn sweets. Buti naman at bumalik din ako sa dati kong timbang. May &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;anti-sweetophobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; ako. :)))  Just exercise kiddies and you'll be alright :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's freaking cold here. According to the news, it's going to snow. Where's the freaking snow? I ran out of stories. I don't know what happened to me. Guess my brain's not functioning properly again. Wednesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;The day of the  Wednes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. I don't know what the hell that meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-6571645102406085399?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/6571645102406085399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=6571645102406085399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/6571645102406085399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/6571645102406085399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/3rd-day-of-no-classes-week.html' title='3rd day of the NO CLASSES week.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-2513902862432011526</id><published>2009-02-17T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:27:34.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying Boredom :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No classes for one whole week.&lt;/span&gt; YAY ! But I feel miserable. My parents are working, which means I'm all alone. Did my homework last Friday except for the reading part, too lazy. Mga taga nasa Pinas naman tulog na dahil may pasok pa sila bukas. Haaaaaayy... *Bored* Tapos na rin ako maglinis ng bahay. Pangit mga palabas sa TV. Sawang sawa na ako sa mga music na pinapakinggan ko everyday.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I WANT TO GO OUT!&lt;/span&gt; Pero wala naman akong kasamang lalabas :( WTF?! Yeah, there's no school but my excitement is gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nag-iinternet shopping ako ngayon. I saw some cool shirts, shoes, accessories, etc in many different online stores. My mom allows me to shop online but since she's in work and has the credit card, I can't shop. I want to sleep but I can't sleep :\ I'm hungry. I have cereals but I don't have milk. LAME. I want to go to the store to buy but I don't have freaking money.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?&lt;/span&gt; ........................  &lt;/span&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/7266507342039785168-2513902862432011526?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/2513902862432011526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=2513902862432011526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2513902862432011526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2513902862432011526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/enjoying-boredom.html' title='Enjoying Boredom :|'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-3652940722746619239</id><published>2009-02-16T09:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T09:42:27.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photograph.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SZl2_c0cZKI/AAAAAAAAACw/I48V04wLA4s/s1600-h/RING+CEREMONY+AND+BAHAY+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SZl2_c0cZKI/AAAAAAAAACw/I48V04wLA4s/s320/RING+CEREMONY+AND+BAHAY+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303400868645463202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah, my newest picture. I took this awhileago at around 6 AM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bagong gising ako neto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. By looking at this picture, how old do you think I am? :)) So I set this as my default image in my other accounts. For some reason, I fell inlove with it. :) ♥ Comments make my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-3652940722746619239?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/3652940722746619239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=3652940722746619239&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/3652940722746619239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/3652940722746619239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/photograph.html' title='Photograph.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SZl2_c0cZKI/AAAAAAAAACw/I48V04wLA4s/s72-c/RING+CEREMONY+AND+BAHAY+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-2380027600929832542</id><published>2009-02-15T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:59:08.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VALINEtines Day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;First thing's first, my Valentines wasn't that exciting. My dad and I went shopping in NY this afternoon without my mom because she's working that time. It was cold outside :| I HATE THE WEATHER. Anyway, we were out for like five hours. After 2 hours, we fetched mother dearest from work and went to this restaurant to celebrate Vtines Day :). It was fun and the food was goooood. I forgot the restaurant's name. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE A NEW FREAKING LAYOUT ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My previous layiee looked dull. :))&lt;br /&gt;What you think of this new one?&lt;br /&gt;I'm eventually going to change it later on when I don't feel like looking at it anymore :|&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/7266507342039785168-2380027600929832542?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/2380027600929832542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=2380027600929832542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2380027600929832542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/2380027600929832542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/valinetines-day.html' title='VALINEtines Day !'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-171465812636245738</id><published>2009-02-13T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:14:31.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RING CEREMONY ! (School)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was the bomb ! First of all, we had the chance to wear our fabulous jeans. Second, It was our ring ceremony. Lastly, my mom went ! YAY:D So we had a ring ceremony this afternoon, 1:40 PM. It was okaaay at first but when our teachers gave us our Graduation ring, the fun started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hindi ako nagorder ng ring dahil sana magpapagawa ako sa iba. Eh di rin natuloy yun kaya drawing ko nalang sa kamay ko. :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we all got up and let people turn their ring to like everyone, I started taking picturess !! I took few pictures but it was awesome. Some of them are blurred :| Some of my classmates finally met my mommie. :D After the event, my mom decided to go home but we can't yet because it's just 2:35 and the school dismissed us students at around 3 PM. So to break the boredom, I introduced my mom to my wonderful teachers. :) They all said I was a good student. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iyon naman lagi sinasabi nila.&lt;/span&gt; After meeting my teachers, I toured her inside the school. I showed her my classrooms, the stairs, the bathroom, my locker, my artworks and so on.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After that we went back to the GYM, where the Ring Ceremony was held, I asked my teachers if I could leave with my mom and they were like "Sure. As long as you have your parent with you." Before we left, I told Ms. Cirone, my math teacher, about the pictures I posted in my &lt;a href="http://robotoxicval.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt; account. The pictures that I took awhileago in school will also be posted there. Obviously, it's not there yet because I need to edit it. :) Napaka ayos ng araw ko. HAHAAH:)) Tomorrow's VALINEtines Day. WOOOSHOOO !♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-171465812636245738?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/171465812636245738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=171465812636245738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/171465812636245738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/171465812636245738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/ring-ceremony-school.html' title='RING CEREMONY ! (School)'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-8401138789356107084</id><published>2009-02-12T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:18:54.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spelling Bee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;School was quite interesting today for some reason. I had P.E. today and played basketball with my fellow classmates. We played 4 on 2. 4 girls and 2 boys but still the boys won by 8 points. Because of the freaking game my body is in pain right now. ARGH ! So yeah, my class had a spelling bee this afternoon. At first I was calm but after a while I felt the pressure. All of us participated (26 students) but when the words where becoming difficult, only 8 students remained, including I. Until my teacher told me to spell the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"separate"&lt;/span&gt;. OH I FEEL STUPID! I spelled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"seperate"&lt;/span&gt; with an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; instead of an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;. Ang dali dali ng word tapos namisspell ko pa. Hindi ko matanggap tanggap. HAHHHA:)) Kiddin'. Masaya tong araw na ito ewan ko lang kung ano mangyayari bukas. HAAAAAYYYY.....&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/7266507342039785168-8401138789356107084?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/8401138789356107084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=8401138789356107084&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8401138789356107084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8401138789356107084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/spelling-bee.html' title='Spelling Bee.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-7061534059886148326</id><published>2009-02-10T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:47:13.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor HER. (Sana mabasa nya ito)</title><content type='html'>Today was a spectacular day for me. Why? This Sabrin girl and I finally confronted each other in the bathroom (I know this is not a good place but the ONLY place). Oh I was very confusing, according to her.  HAHAHA:)) I wasn't making any sense daw. Eh putangina, ayokong aksayain ang laway ko para lang sabihin sa kanya yung mga rason kung bakit I HATE HER daw. Obvious na obvious naman ung reason and besides ayoko sa kanya. SO SO SO... We ended our friendship na (Finally) Actually, there's nothing to end. THERE'S NO FRIENDSHIP NAMAN EH. Why does she care anyway? Nakakabwiset sya. Pampahighblood ampohta.&lt;br /&gt;Let's not talk about her na. Let's not make her be the CENTER OF ATTENTION. Honga pala, absent english teacher namin. As usual, masaya ang mga estudyante.&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko ng lumipat ng school (sana makapasa ako sa CPH) !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-7061534059886148326?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/7061534059886148326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=7061534059886148326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/7061534059886148326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/7061534059886148326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/poor-her-sana-mabasa-nya-ito.html' title='Poor HER. (Sana mabasa nya ito)'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-1857866954423507374</id><published>2009-02-06T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:43:26.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate this day. Ako'y sawang sawa na sa mga immature kong kaklase na akala mo kung sino. Ngayong araw na ito kong nilabas ang tunay na kulay ko sa kanila lalong lalo na kay Bree. Taena, hindi ako makapigil kanina at sinabi ko na sa kanya harap-harapan na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE HER !&lt;/span&gt; Gusto ko pa sanang magdagdag kaso bigla kong naisip na hindi sya worth it so pinabayaan ko nalang. Mga walang silbing tao. Palibhasa kasi mga espanyol. Nakakainis silang lahat. Gusto ko ng lumipat sa ibang school. Sana graduation na at makalipat na sa talagang maayos na iskwela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-1857866954423507374?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/1857866954423507374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=1857866954423507374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1857866954423507374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1857866954423507374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/freaky-friday.html' title='Freaky Friday'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-6469864983820808319</id><published>2009-02-05T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:30:25.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye/Paalam/Arrivedecci</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mrs. Cirone, my math/algebra teacher is officially leaving tomorrow due to the fact that she's having her very first baby boy :) She's sweet and generous and she's leaving us:(( Off course before she leaves, the class, including I, will throw a goodbye/Babyshower (as what we call it) tomorrow during her class. Back to Algebra, she does a good job teaching us Algebra and her not being around anymore might get a little bit confusing later on. Because of her sudden leave, the school haven't decided on who's going to be our Math/Algebra teacher yet. Whoever it is, I hope she's as good as Mrs. Cirone or else we'll blame him/her for failing the Algebra test on April. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;kiddin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yeah, after school I went straight home as usual then when I went inside my house I saw a letter for me. I was like "I bet it's my medicare" but when I saw the address, it's from the Board of Education. So the first thing I thought was like there's a problem in school and that was for my parents. I was scared. Then when I went upstairs in my bedroom, I immediately opened my very own letter and In my great shock, It was from the school that I applied to and I GOT ACCEPTED ! OMG. I was like OMG. hahah:)) I was all happy and jumping and screaming. I can't wait to tell my parents so I called them to their cellphone and told my mom first, since my dad won't answer the phone. Again, my mom was very proud of me and my dad too. Oh, what a day ! :)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-6469864983820808319?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/6469864983820808319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=6469864983820808319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/6469864983820808319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/6469864983820808319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/goodbyepaalamarrivedecci.html' title='Goodbye/Paalam/Arrivedecci'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-5921045414598073908</id><published>2009-02-04T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:51:17.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NAIINIS AKO !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Magtatagalog ako ngayon dito sa post ko. Mahirap na baka mabasa pa ito ng mga kaklase ko at maging issue pa ito sa school.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sawang sawa lang naman ako sa isa kong kaklase na ubod ng yabang, tipong akala mo kung sinong magaling&lt;/span&gt;. Tawagin natin siya sa pangalang "BREE" (Hindi nya totoong pangalan). Pasalamat siya at hindi ko sinabi ung "totoo" nyang pangalan at inenglish tong post na to. Pero malapit ko ng gawin iyon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and turing nya sa akin. Kamusta naman iyon? May bestfriend ako at kontento na ako sa kanya. Gaya-gaya pa shet ! Mayabang na walang utak. Oo sinabi ko na ito dahil nung Science class, edi magtetest kami agad. Edi syempre wala pa kaming pinagaaralan so pinagbigyan kami ng teacher namin na magtake ng notes sa book para may maisagot naman kami sa test. So yeah, nakopya ko lahat, as well as her, just in time ! Edi may kopyahan na kami so obviously wala naman na sigurong babagsak or walang maisagot. NAGKAMALI AKO ! MAY ISANG TAONG BUMAGSAK PA SA TEST NA YUN ! AS IN YUNG TAONG YUN WALANG NAISAGOT NI ISA AT MAY KODIGO NA SYA ! WALANG IBA KUNDI C BREE ! Taena, sampung madadali na tanong at 0 out of 10 pa sya ! Grabe, yung time ko lang nalaman na talagang may bobong tao. OO, BOBO. Grabe, hindi ako makapaniwala na magkasection kami. Palibhasa naman kasi lumipat lang sya from the LOWER SECTION kasi according to her, "I'm smart". Haring this word out of her mouth just makes me puke !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lagi ko syang pinagbibigyan pero ngayon punong puno na ako sa kanya. Sawang sawa na akong marinig boses nya at makita pagmumukha niya. Dahil ayoko naman magumpisa ng away, umaalis nalang ako kapag nagsasalita siya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hindi ko na siya kinakausap since Monday. Ngayon eh nagrereact and bruha kung bakit di ko sya kinakausap blah blah blah... Pinabayaan ko lang. Pero bukas pagbigla nya ulit ako tanungin kung anu problema ko, tae ! Handang handa na akong makipagsagutan sa kanya harap harapan ! Sasabihin ko sa kanya ang totoo. Alam ko parang hindi ako ito pero punong puno na ako sa kanya at kapag nagharapan kami gusto kong maasar siya sa akin, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want her to feel bad&lt;/span&gt;, gusto ko makita reaction nya. I can't wait.       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-5921045414598073908?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5921045414598073908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=5921045414598073908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5921045414598073908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5921045414598073908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/naiinis-ako.html' title='NAIINIS AKO !'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-1785359186008474321</id><published>2009-02-03T19:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:24:09.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain is just what I need.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finally made my layout just like what I wanted it to be, plain white and gray yet it looks just right in my eyes. It looks nice and neat. What do you think? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comments are much appreciated. &lt;/span&gt;:) Though I'm not done yet. I don't feel contented about my introduction and I have to put up an image of mine. Again, I'm going to tweak it once more. I can't believe I'm being problematic about this and just ignoring the fact that I have tons of homeworking waiting for me to do it and it's due tomorrow. And I'm right here, updating my blog, chatting with friends, watching television, listening to music instead of starting my 2 5-paragraph essays, review for Math test tomorrow, and starting the project that my English teacher gave us. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-1785359186008474321?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/1785359186008474321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=1785359186008474321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1785359186008474321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/1785359186008474321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/plain-is-just-what-i-need.html' title='Plain is just what I need.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-5161595873134661356</id><published>2009-02-02T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:46:01.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Algebra vs. Essays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ALGEBRA E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SSAYS ALGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;BRA MATH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; SCIENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh what a busy day today. My first class, as always, is Algebra and we took the Algebra test. Before the teacher pass out the test, we waited for the morning announcements to finish. After the announcements are done, the teacher gave us our test and we immediately started it. The first thing I said when I got the test was "OMG!" then start turning the pages to see how many problems there are. I think it was 50 problems IDK. So yeah, we have like an hour to finish it and I was like "okay" then I started the test. The problems were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kind of &lt;/span&gt;easy but not that difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I finished at 9 AM something. We started at 8:20 something. Then I checked my work again and I was done. Thank God ! I feel confident about my answers and I can't wait for the results tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Algebra is easy. How to solve the problems are a piece of cake. The only problem is memorizing the formulas like y-y1=m(x-x1), which by the way are just basic algebra. I hope I pass the final test in April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Language Arts was my next major subject. Another "Ohh-Emm-Gee" word escaped from my mouth when my classmates and I were walking towards our english class. I remembered we also have a test to complete there and hthe test are obviously &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;essays&lt;/span&gt;. Oh I hate those. So yeah, I feel like going inside an abbandoned room where it says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WARNING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;: Essays are everywhere. Enter at your own risk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yeah, it's obvious that we didn't have a choice but to do the freaking test. First section of the test was to read 2 passage and answer 5 multiple questions each and 2 open-endeds. Uhm, yeah in the Assesment test in April, we will have much more than that. Again, it was easy. It was a timed passage, 40 minutes. After that, we had like a 5 minute break and started doing a Persuasive essay. This time I didn't said OMG now but said, "Buttscratcher" from Family Guy. Yeah, I don't know why that popped out. It was random and so is the face of my classmate when he heard that. LOL XDD&lt;br /&gt;The Persuasive essay was weird. I mean the question is and so is my answer. It's about our school principal who would want to update the school rule and is taking consideration if the students should be involve in making the rules. I was against it because blah blah blah.... I just hope my reasons were enough to defend my position. I mean I was not in the mood to write an essay but I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to so I tried my best really. That's pretty much the interesting "stuffs" that happened in school. Nothing interesting happened in science :)&lt;br /&gt;Wait ! I almost forgot. During lunch, my classmates and I played the game "Bullsh@!t". It's a card game, no violence involved. Anybody heard of it? If no, too bad because it's a good game. :) At first it was only the four of us playing, after the game 4 other people gathered around and next thing we know 8 people were playing. It was really fun. The owner of the card, however, didn't played with us because we were like ignoring him. haha:)) So mean. Anyway, that's how my day in school ended. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7266507342039785168-5161595873134661356?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5161595873134661356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=5161595873134661356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5161595873134661356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/5161595873134661356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/02/algebra-e-ssays-alge-bra-math-alge-bra.html' title='Algebra vs. Essays'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-8022888773492390939</id><published>2009-01-31T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:42:30.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chores.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; a busy day for me. I gotta do laundry, finish my homework, organize my things, clean my room, rearrange my clothes in the cabinet, and many more chores. Luckily, I'm used to it that I don't complain anymore due to the fact that I know I don't have a choice but to do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A TEST IN ALGEBRA AND LANGUAGE ARTS ON MONDAY !&lt;br /&gt;Ax+By=C &lt;--- An example of an Algebra equation. Look's easy right? Wait 'till you see how you solve it. Because of algebra, I forgot my ABC's. HAHAH:)) Kiddin'. Honestly, algebra's easy. It's just a lot of pressure and you really have to know the formula and knowing what the number stands for. Since I'm still in Middle School and we have no midterms, we have to take "the test" in April, which I believe is called the NJ ASK TEST. Ugh, I hate tests !!! Essays. I loathe them. :) Some people say that you can't hate essays because that just means that you're too lazy to do it. In fact, it's right :) I have to be in the mood in writing essays and trust me when it comes to essay, my brain is in vacation ! In the test, We're going to do a Persuasive essay and an Expository Essay. I don't like neither of them and so is Specualative, or Narrative, or any kind of other essays. Right now, I'm staring at my 3 pages of algebra review sheet. I don't want to go to school on anymore -_-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-8022888773492390939?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/8022888773492390939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=8022888773492390939&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8022888773492390939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8022888773492390939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/01/chores.html' title='Chores.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-602319806443469995</id><published>2009-01-30T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:42:47.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello dear creatures. Madaming nangyari sa school kanina, especially on my english class. OMG, remember the Stargirl project that I did (if not, read the previous post)? Well, nagustuhan ng mga kaklase ko. As in hindi ko akalain na magagandahan nila. HAHAHA:)) Though, sayang hindi ko naipresent sa harap nila. Eh paano naman kasi, may mas naunang nagpresent. Ganito kasi un. May 4 options kami na pagpipilian sa project. Here are the choices:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sketch Stargirl's attires that she wore in the book. (She was unique and yes her name is "Stargirl". Uncanny but that's how she is. She wasn't one of the "normal" kids.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Make a boardgame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Make a Playbill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Create your own "Hot Seat" show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You have to read stargirl to understand what I wrote in the bullets. Majority of our boys chose the "Hot Seat". It was freaking hillarious. Our boys did a great job about it. They video taped their "show" and showed it in class this morning. We were literally laughing out loud. HAHAHA:)) I, in the other hand, obviously made the sketches and some other girls too. Some made the boardgame and one group made the Playbill. Gladly, our teacher loved it. And hoping we would do another project again after reading a novel rather than doing a summary essay about it. UGH, hate those ! So yeah, a lot of things happened and it was very exciting :) Especially in school.   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-602319806443469995?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/602319806443469995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=602319806443469995&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/602319806443469995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/602319806443469995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-dear-creatures.html' title='The presentation'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-7175965745580890578</id><published>2009-01-29T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:43:07.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stargirl project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNsXbjIEjI/AAAAAAAAACA/VSbBJqV0irI/s1600-h/G+stargirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNsXbjIEjI/AAAAAAAAACA/VSbBJqV0irI/s320/G+stargirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297196736505713202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNsWz_PJOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vHKZDHiI0lk/s1600-h/F+stargirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNsWz_PJOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vHKZDHiI0lk/s320/F+stargirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297196725886199010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNr2bM3W8I/AAAAAAAAABw/_Xh-cu_f-tY/s1600-h/E+stargirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNr2bM3W8I/AAAAAAAAABw/_Xh-cu_f-tY/s320/E+stargirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297196169476660162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNr2Fegj6I/AAAAAAAAABo/ZDy7g672jig/s1600-h/D+stargirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNr2Fegj6I/AAAAAAAAABo/ZDy7g672jig/s320/D+stargirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297196163645083554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNr2H524FI/AAAAAAAAABg/lVYOEqGQweY/s1600-h/C+stargirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNr2H524FI/AAAAAAAAABg/lVYOEqGQweY/s320/C+stargirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297196164296663122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNr1zSGuWI/AAAAAAAAABY/RuHAEYJbd4M/s1600-h/B+stargirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNr1zSGuWI/AAAAAAAAABY/RuHAEYJbd4M/s320/B+stargirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297196158761220450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNr1pUt18I/AAAAAAAAABQ/J7N6YH98ifo/s1600-h/A+stargirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNr1pUt18I/AAAAAAAAABQ/J7N6YH98ifo/s320/A+stargirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297196156087818178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Stargirl project. Bow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;16 color pens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Book 1 and 2 of Stargirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My interpretation of Stargirl in their prom. :) (Favorite)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sketches, color pens, the book, colored pencils, my bag, and my bed (it matches with the book) LOL XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Same as picture # 4 :) But with the title in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some sketches, my bag, the title cover, my green sweater, and the bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The book, "Stargirl".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yes ! tapos na project ko. Bukas ipapasa ko na. :) Tuwang tuwa ako sa kinalabasan ng project. As you can see, the drawings are in pictures 3, 4, and 5. I love how I did the third one with the girl in a yellow dress. That's stargirl in the book :) OMG, I fell in love with the book. I DON'T KNOW WHY ! But honestly, it's an interesting book. And, I love the color of the book, blue, yellow, and green. My favorites :) Oyeah, first time my english teacher assigned us this book, I was like laughing at the cover (not really but I found it very childish) because of the drawing of the star and the stick girl. I wish I could draw the cover. :)))  Kiddin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7266507342039785168-7175965745580890578?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/7175965745580890578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=7175965745580890578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/7175965745580890578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/7175965745580890578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/01/stargirl-project.html' title='Stargirl project'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SYNsXbjIEjI/AAAAAAAAACA/VSbBJqV0irI/s72-c/G+stargirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-9105915940457919039</id><published>2009-01-26T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:43:36.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak peak on the project</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SX6C2It07dI/AAAAAAAAABI/5TlVBlKW3NM/s1600-h/drawings+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SX6C2It07dI/AAAAAAAAABI/5TlVBlKW3NM/s320/drawings+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295814078398524882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally, my title is done ! This is for my english project about this novel named "Stargirl" that we just recently finished reading. Usually, after we finished reading a novel, we take this freaking long test and we have to write a summary essay. Instead of doing those piles of work, my fellow classmates and I were given an option by our english teacher whether we will do this "arts and crafts" project or take a test. Well, duuh ! It's freaking obvious that we'll choose the projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Magtatagalog muna ako. :)) Baka may makabasa na kaklase ko HAHAHA:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ayun, pinaggroup kami ng teacher namin. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; to love working in groups pero ngayon ayaw ko na. Itong kaklase ko nakipaggroup sa akin. Ayun, feeling nya "best friend" ko daw cya? Epal nga eh. Ang yabang pa ! Akala mo kung cno sya magsalita. Palibhasa kasi inggitera. Anyway, ako naman, masyado akong mabait (naks!) at napilitan akong sumagot ng "sure" sa kanyang tanong na, "Wanna work together?" I REGRET THAT DAMN MOMENT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last year kasi, lagi ko syang kagroup sa mga projects na ganyan. We, dapat nga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ako &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lang eh, end up having a good grade, which is totally unfair kasi ako lahat gumawa, ako lahat nagplano, ako nagisip, ako nagdesign ! Ano ginawa nya? Matutuwa kayo dito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; KUMAKAEN LANG NAMAN SYA NG TANGHALIAN SA BAHAY KO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kamusta naman iyon dba? Dahil sawang sawa na ako sa kanya pero hindi ko naman masabi sabi na "I don't want to work with you anymore because I just end up doing all of it and you just do NOTHING !", nagisip ako ng plano na sya naman gumawa lahat neto&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang project kasi namin is magsketch ng minimum na limang damit ni Stargirl na sinuot nya sa libro. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Try nyong basahin yung libro, it's worth reading:). &lt;/span&gt;Actually, sinabi ko na sa kanya na siya magdraw(2x) ng sketches. Alam ko na sasabihin nya eh "But it's too hard". "Well, too bad, you're still gonna draw" is my quick reply :))) Ano ako? alila nya. Kapal naman nya. Nagthreat pa sa akin na "If &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; don't do it, we're gonna fail". "So what? It's your fault then !" I know it's not a good reply but yeah totoo naman. Ang hindi nya alam, may backup ako. And it's the picture above. LOL XDDDD Ngayon, paghindi nya ginawa, pasenxa sya! Ako may ipapasa, ewan ko sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FYI: Hindi ako masamang tao. Sawanag sawa lang talaga ako sa mga ginagawa nya na parang ako'y hindi nagiisip. Eh sya nga sa Science, may kodigo na nga kami sa quiz, wala syang nakuha n isang tama man lang. Saan ka pa ! HAHAHHA:)) HATE na HATE ko sya grabe !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back to the picture, I just love it :)) I know it's plain and simple but I like how it is. What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-9105915940457919039?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/9105915940457919039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=9105915940457919039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/9105915940457919039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/9105915940457919039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-my-title-is-done-this-is-for-my.html' title='Sneak peak on the project'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/SX6C2It07dI/AAAAAAAAABI/5TlVBlKW3NM/s72-c/drawings+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-3637284748271715305</id><published>2009-01-23T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:43:48.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The unexpected event.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;For some reason, I like this day :) Even though I have like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;piles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;of homework to do. This time, I had the ability to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;write&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;an essay. I felt confident about what I wrote and in fact, I got a high score too. YAY ! :))) Anyway, after school, my classmate and I went to the library to research our project. It's about this book called "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Stargirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;" and for our project, we have to sketch atleast five of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Stargirl's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;outfits. So yeah, we went to the closest library , and we ended up doing half of our homeworks there and didn't pay any attention to our projects at all. HAHAAH:)) After 30 minutes of doing our Algebra homework, we finally left the library and decided to go to Subway, a fast food store, in Pathmark, a grocery store, and ate there because we're freaking hungry. We talked, told stories, chatted, whatever you call it, for an hour and a half. It was great actually. And for the first time, I had fun :) I only had $5 and my classmate had $3.50 something. Our food cost like $7.58 plus tax. So yeah, we ended up spending all our money. But it was worth it. Finally, at 5:30 PM, I arrived home and so did she. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then after 6 hours, there was an unexpected event that happened to my mom. I was terrified and so was my dad. Though, we're thankful that nothing bad happened to her. Oh, I love my mom.            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/7266507342039785168-3637284748271715305?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/3637284748271715305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=3637284748271715305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/3637284748271715305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/3637284748271715305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/01/unexpected-event.html' title='The unexpected event.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-4960083852737558517</id><published>2009-01-22T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:44:03.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CODES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need help !&lt;/span&gt; My profile is just messed up and I don't know what to do. I know what you're thinking like what am I talking about? My profile is in good shape blah blah blah but the problem is, the Archive section. I can't figure it out. :( Can someone please teach me? IDK, my mind is not working. My brain has it's own freaking brain. Kagago nga eh. HAHAHAH:))) I'm making a big deal out if this and I shouldn't. I can't even think straight because of this. tsk tsk. Poor me. :((( So yeah, ngayon lang ako humihingi ng pabor, pagbigyan nyo na ako. :| (Wow so dramatic of me) HAHAHA:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7266507342039785168-4960083852737558517?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/4960083852737558517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=4960083852737558517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/4960083852737558517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/4960083852737558517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/01/codes.html' title='CODES.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-6272613960025347676</id><published>2009-01-20T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:44:17.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 44th president of the United States.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time flies when my math/algebra or English/social studies/literature teacher is absent or when we don't do anything regarding writing and problem solving. Not to be mean but that's the truth and I bet my teachers know it too. Everyday I have 3 periods of mathematics and 4 periods in my english class, which are the longest period out of all my classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; The reason why I mention this is because my math teacher was absent and we didn't do anything in my English class but watch the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Inauguration day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; of the president elect,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. I, in the other hand, slept in my english class the whole time because I just slept a matter of time (2 hours) that night. So yeah, I didn't really watched the whole thing but I remembered some of it like the looooong speech of Obama that I didn't really understood and saw the face of the former-to-be-president&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;George Walter Bush&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh and I forgot to mention, a lot of poeple came and by a lot I mean hundred thousands ! Like this is indeed History for us. So so so, Barack's the new president of United States of America. I've never imagined that an African American would rule this country. Does it mean, racism and prejudice people are decreasing? Wow. I mean, USA is improving. LOL XDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though I still have my doubts about Barack being the president. I want to share it here but I may offend someone or somebody who might read this so I'm not going to expose it yet... Maybe if the time is right. :) I still think that Barack won because of his party (the democrats) not because of him. What do you think?? I mean, it's been eight years that republicans serve the country and America didn't improve instead America is in a deep recession because of president George Bush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, what's done is done. Let's just hope what Bush did won't happen again. And hope for the best to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;America's First African American president&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;   &lt;/span&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/7266507342039785168-6272613960025347676?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/6272613960025347676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=6272613960025347676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/6272613960025347676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/6272613960025347676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/01/44th-president-of-united-states.html' title='The 44th president of the United States.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-8722889103249388108</id><published>2009-01-19T21:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:35:02.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Mall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10:00 AM. I woke up at exactly 10 AM and slept at 4 AM :) I looked out of the window and I saw snow ! I quickly grabbed my camera from my desk and began taking pictures of the amazing snow. After a few minutes, my dad came and told me that it was time to eat breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1:29 PM, we went to the mall to look around. I bought 2 retro pants with the colors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. My father bought a jacket, shirts from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abercrombie and Fitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*Jealous here*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Finally, my mother bought a pair of gloves (finally), a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pair&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bandolino&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;boots, and a jacket too. After shopping, we went to the food court :) We ate at an unknown diner (I forgot it's name).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6:37 PM. We finally arrived home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I went straight to the computer to update my blogspot :) Happy to say that I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;almost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just have to figure out the comment thing but I think it's not necessary for I already have a cbox :) LOL XDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10:06 PM. It took me like 4-and-a-half hours to update my freaking blog ! Well not really because I ate dinner, I watched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Right now, I'm watching the news. Oyeah, Obama will already be the US president tomorrow. I don't know if I'll be happy, sad, excited, etc. All I know is no one will care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/7266507342039785168-8722889103249388108?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/8722889103249388108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=8722889103249388108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8722889103249388108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8722889103249388108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/01/1000-am.html' title='To the Mall.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7266507342039785168.post-8114964368133896090</id><published>2009-01-18T17:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:31:31.018-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>Phone call.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Test test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1-2-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. I have a blogspot account finally. Are you happy now? You know who you are. Anyway, I have this weird experience this morning. I slept at around 12:12 in the morning and after a few &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; my phone started ringing. I didn't answer it (I never do) usually I wait for the answering machine before I pick it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have no caller ID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Poor me. :( Anyway, the person who is calling didn't leave a message WTF? So I went back to sleep. Then after a few minutes the phone was ringing again. I was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Who would call me in the middle of the night? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Again, I waited for the answering machine to do it's job and again the caller didn't leave any message. I was pissed. I open the tv and watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Family Guy&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Again the phone rung, I answered it immediately and someone said "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;" in a deep but gayish word. I was like, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Go to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;" but in a nice way. And the person was like "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;". And that was it. Morning came and my mom woke me up like at 6 for no freaking reason. Ugh ! I asked her about the phone call and she like completely ignored me. I wonder who that caller was. Maybe it was just a prank or wrong phone number? IDK. All I know is, it's been calling me everyday. Same time, same words, always.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7266507342039785168-8114964368133896090?l=valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/8114964368133896090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7266507342039785168&amp;postID=8114964368133896090&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8114964368133896090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7266507342039785168/posts/default/8114964368133896090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valinelovestodoodle.blogspot.com/2009/01/phone-call.html' title='Phone call.'/><author><name>Valine™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906363496288423294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_Ndm-wdMPE/S9iqxlUogiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5XQj5-ekEtc/S220/doggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
