<?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-11115428</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:04:08.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is me.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-114771998963015161</id><published>2006-05-16T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T13:51:19.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>product of boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;list 21 people who are at the top of your head right now, and then answer the questions.&lt;br /&gt;1. Adrian&lt;br /&gt;2. Shirley&lt;br /&gt;3. Katha&lt;br /&gt;4. Katz&lt;br /&gt;5. Tati&lt;br /&gt;6. Pat&lt;br /&gt;7. Camille&lt;br /&gt;8. Aika&lt;br /&gt;9. Gomz&lt;br /&gt;10. June&lt;br /&gt;11. Vj&lt;br /&gt;12. Kevs&lt;br /&gt;13. Rovic&lt;br /&gt;14. Rusty&lt;br /&gt;15. Jan&lt;br /&gt;16. Soya&lt;br /&gt;17. Frances&lt;br /&gt;18. Jeth&lt;br /&gt;19. Byron&lt;br /&gt;20. Martin&lt;br /&gt;21. Maynard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did you meet 12?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a classmate during my first year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What would you do if you never met 6?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know really. Things would have been very very different I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What would you do if 20 and 9 dated?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you ever like 11?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;He was one of my super duper closest friends before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would 4 and 13 make a good couple?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! Mismatch! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Describe 8.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is suffering from a bipolar disorder. Peace! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think 14 is attractive?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. I guess. He's happily married na pala btw :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me something humiliating about 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;If you know her, its difficult to think of a humiliating moment for her. Steady lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know any of 4's family members?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's 21's favorite color?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a scale of 1-10, how hot is 10?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 syempre :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What would you do if 18 confesses he likes you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N/A hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What language does 20 speak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Tagalog English Bisaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who is 9 going out with?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takki. Her other half :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what grade is 16 in?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd yr college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When's the last time you talked to 13?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is 2's favorite band/singers?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benny Benassi and Chicane. Wahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you ever date 5?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you ever date 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Of course, golf course :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is 19's last name?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What school does 7 go to?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where does 15 live?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along Visayas Ave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are number 7 &amp;amp; 8 best friends?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you like 6?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&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/11115428-114771998963015161?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Datu's Pride :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pagbaba pa lang ng kombi tinitigan ko na&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tibok ng puso ko niyayanig ng lakad nya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forty-six ang waist, fifty-eight ang bra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three hundred fifty pounds na gumigiling sa kalsada &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuwing sya'y ngumingiti hirap ang facial muscles nya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kahit di ko nakikita love na love ko cheek bones nya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuwing syang nagdadabog, limilindol sa barangay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pag sya'y tumatawa bilbil nya'y kumakaway&lt;br /&gt;Binibining sexy (4x) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eh ano ngayon kung mataba sya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas masarap daw magmahal ang babaeng lumba lumba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eh ano ngayon kung mabigat sya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Imbis na tawaging baboy, porkchop, lechon baka, balyena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since there's more of her, there's more to love (more to love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Binibining sexy (type kita)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Binibining sexy (kahit matabang matabang mataba ka)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Binibining sexy (love kita)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Binibining sexy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legs nya'y malatroso ang dating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pamatay ng dalag pwedeng paddle sa hazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Salwal nya'y pwedeng trapal pag may libing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ano mang sabihin ng friends ko sa friendster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sa skwela, sa bahay, pati na sa barangay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wala na bang karapatang mainlove ang ubod ng taba (alright)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binibining sexy (you may me fat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Binibining sexy (but i love you like that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Binibining sexy (don't say you look like a pig)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Binibining sexy (but i like my women really big)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Matabamatabamataba... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-113767142616434594?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/113767142616434594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;New ci, New unit. The best! Sana mam hernandez nalang for ever.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After duty... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aika: "tambay tayo, &lt;strong&gt;one hour&lt;/strong&gt; lang!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ailsa nd gomz: "sige!" &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was a very very very unusual day for the three of us. Pero samin nalang yun shempre. Stayed at sizzling stop from 1 to 8pm. Tambay lang? Tibay! One hour lang daw pala a. haha! 3 packs of marlboro lights and one pack of winston lights. woah! kahit kami nagulat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dahil sa sizzling stop, late kaming tatlo sa duty. Si gomz, more than one hour late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After class, i headed straight to trinity to meet up with adrian. Finally, natuloy na ang Narnia! Haha! Ok naman yung movie. Para sa pamilya talaga. Para sa akin maganda sha since i am easily fascinated with those kinds of film and wala rin naman akong idea of the story itself kaya siguro na appreciate ko. Astig ng witch!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waah! Hindi ako nakahabol ng NCM lecture. And its all because of that research. Tsktsk. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bumabalik insomnia ko. Kaya its difficult for me to wake up early since madaling araw narin ako nakakatulog. Syet. As a result, late ako kanina. Missed one quiz. Badtrip! Sounds familiar? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole Laiz clan will have a reunion tomorrow at Batangas. Wuhu! Finally! I miss my cousins. We'll be back on Sunday, tapos back to reality nanaman. Three case studies to go for the next three weeks. Plus yung para sa nursing research. Hayayay. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Downloading:&lt;/strong&gt; Lost 2 Episode 10! Yey! :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok. Dito nalang. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-113707582862005033?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/113707582862005033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=113707582862005033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113707582862005033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113707582862005033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2006/01/weekly-update-d.html' title='weekly update :D'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-113674007243472484</id><published>2006-01-09T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T09:18:04.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy horse :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Girls are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top. Boys don't wanna reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten ones from the ground that aren't good, but easy. So the apples at the top think something's wrong with them when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along. The one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-got that one from aly. asteeeg. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today was supposed to be a Narnia day. Unfortunately, sooobrang daming tao. Nawalan na kami ng gana ni Adrian. So we ended up, where else? Nine Ball! The place to be. Hahaha. Played billiards for a while, tapos uminom sa Quattro. We were just talking about the famous happy horse then we came across one. Galing. Pero he gets to have the happy horse. crap. Another day of bisyo. tsktsk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 316px; HEIGHT: 218px" height="476" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/front.jpg" width="468" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 316px; HEIGHT: 206px" height="379" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/back.jpg" width="530" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang aga ko umuwi ngayon! yeah! one down sa wishlist ko. and a lot more to go. oh well. i have the whole year. hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow my extended christmas vacation is finally over! :) Duty nanaman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh well. Maaga pa ako.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Im out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-113674007243472484?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/113674007243472484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=113674007243472484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113674007243472484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113674007243472484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-horse.html' title='happy horse :)'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-113653648059388732</id><published>2006-01-06T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T08:44:03.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>old habits, die hard ;p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;i have a new layout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magaling na pala ako. yey!.. false alarm. hindi measles.. its as simple as a viral rash.. badtrip. i missed a test kay hernandez. tsktsk. wala na akong mga tataksiopao. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was blog-hopping a while ago, ang saw katz' blog. nainggit ako sa wishlist nya and decided to make one also. so, this is my 2006 wishlist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;try to lessen my vices [goodluck!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to be able to dance again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;matutong magtipid. if its not necessary then wag pagkagastusan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;learn to commute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at least care more about the things around me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;less chismis and talking about people behind their backs. tsktsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bawasan ang panlalait ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;have a haircut and dye my hair &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;be more serious in my studies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;umuwi ng maaga, hindi umaga kapag galing sa gimik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to grow up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;be obedient to my parents [i know. laspag na, pero seriously i think i must]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bawasan ang pagsusungit at init ng ulo [i hope you get to read this ;p]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;patinuin si gomez [this i have to accomplish]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wake up early in the morning kahit walang pasok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;never be late sa duty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;swimming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;boracay, palawan, bangkok, HK Disneyland! basta to travel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;learn to appreciate my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;go to church regularly [hindi kapag nanjan lang si mommy]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;trese - stronger relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;badtrip - a reunion. i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for the person ive hurt, sana things would be back to normal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for adrian, need not to say it here, alam mo na yun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for my majors, i could not ask for more but stronger friendship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;para sa nine ball, sana bumalik sila sa 90php per hour. hahaha! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to complete season 2 of lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mapanood ng buo ang desperate housewives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to lose weight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at mapaayos na ang digicam ko. stat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lastly, sana kahit half of this list i could accomplish. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so far eto palang naiisip ko. dadagdagan ko nalang if ever may maisip pa ako. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ciao!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-113653648059388732?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/113653648059388732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=113653648059388732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113653648059388732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113653648059388732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2006/01/old-habits-die-hard-p.html' title='old habits, die hard ;p'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-113639613739998407</id><published>2006-01-04T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:26:27.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>viral exanthem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;kakapasok palang ng new year, tatamaan ka na ng sakit. tsktsk. the doctor said its viral exanthem. sus! in short, measles. tigdas. tataksiopao. itchyred. allergies. rashes. at kung ano pa man tawag nyo dun. hehehe. absent ako kaninang duty. tsktsk. make up duty na ito. at mukhang next week na ako papasok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;on the other hand, extended vacation! wuhu! mejo mawawala nga lang ako sa circulation. hehe. pero ok lang. at least i have a valid reason para hindi makapunta sa mga lakad, kasi minsan nakakatamad nadin talaga. ewan ko. haha! wag magsasalita ng tapos :) so tigil na muna sa vices. my oxygen, IVF and exercise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;pero ayun na nga, kelangan magpahinga. complete isolation and bed rest sabi ni doc. ang bilis ko na talaga tamaan ng sakit lately. tsktsk. "not enough vitamins, kulang sa tulog". kelangan ng Enervon. nyek! luckily, kakastart palang ng midterms so madadalian pa akong mag catch up sa mga lecture na mamimiss ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;kahapon pa ako ginagawang Limewire nitong ni mark tan. he's been robbing my mp3s. in fairness mabilis naman. makisig ang batang ito e. since nagloloko ang kanyang limewire at possessed ang kanyang cd rom. ok lang :D at least may nakakausap ako online dahil batong bato na ako. and he said he owes me a tikoy. hahaha. labo. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;katz! daanan mo na yung season 2 ng lost kung gusto mong mahawa. hehe. :) nine episode palang ang meron e, yun din sabi sa lost website. ok na yun! ang ganda ganda! :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/11115428-113639613739998407?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/113639613739998407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=113639613739998407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113639613739998407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113639613739998407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2006/01/viral-exanthem.html' title='viral exanthem.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-113638381260140270</id><published>2006-01-03T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:27:34.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ultraelectromagneticjam.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I spent my childhood listening to Eraserheads' hits. Memorize pa namin ni kuya yun dati, at paulit ulit pinatutugtog with matching dance steps pa kami nun. Haha! That time, cassette tapes pa ang uso. Panahon ng Takeshi's Castle, Bioman, Street Boys at Maneuvers. Nyay! Ngayon matanda na ako, i still listen to them. Huwaw. One of the best Filipino bands of all time. Eheads, a legend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Listened to the 17 tracks of the album ultraelectromagneticjam. Parang ang daming sablay. I think. Hehe. Example # 1, Paolo Santos. Singing his very own version of Magasin. We've known him as Mr. Acoustic kaya sana man lang yung bagay sa kanya kinanta nya. Pinoy Rock nga e, sana man lang namili sila ng artist at hindi lang basta yung mga pop artists. Hm. Barbie's Overdrive, pwede na. Kitchie's Ligaya, parang naririnig mong kinakanta yung ligaya ng taong may asthma. Nawawalan ng hininga. And besides lalaki dapat ang kumanta ng Ligaya kasi its about panliligaw. Sana nagduet nalang si Barbie at Kitchie. Hahahaha! Baka naman they used the event para i-promote yung mga artist nila..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Shempre hindi mawawala ang MYMP with the song Huwag Mo Na Itanong. What's new? Meron nanaman silang revival after ng album nila na Versions. Hehe. It was okay though, pero para akong nag-request sa Padi's Point or Off The Grill. Spongecola, i wasnt surprised na kasali sila sa album. Close ang mga yuson as eheads, pansin ko lang. I didnt like their version pero mas okay na kaysa sa Cueshe. Sus! Wala nga ang Hale sa album, nandun naman ang Cueshe. Kamusta naman diba. Hindi pa ata ganun kasikat yung kinanta nila. Radioactive Sago Project, galing. astig talaga si Lourd. Ibang klase. Rico J. Puno's Huling El Bimbo, hindi ko akalain he would be a part of this project. Pwede na. Pero i remember The Company already revived this. Brownman Revival's Maling akala, with their reggae version, we've heard this months before the album launch. Ok din yung Torpedo by Isha though hindi ko sila kilala. Orange and Lemons, pwede na din.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yung sa ibang bands so far ok naman. Using their own style, kita mo naman yung effort nila just to relive Eraserheads' legacy. Kahit different genres, maganda naman kinalabasan ng album for me. Maganda yung Para Sa Masa, which was sung by all of the artists. Tribute na tribute talaga. Galing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sana sinama nila yung ibang bands like Mojofly, Sandwich, Paramita, Itchyworms and Kiko Machine. That i'd like to hear their rendition of a Ehead hit. O kahit parokya ni edgar man lang nandun singing Tindahan ni Aling Nena. Haha! I would not expect Bamboo or Rivermaya there, pero maganda sana kung may version din sila. Kung si Francis M and Southborder nga meron e. Sayang walang gumawa nung ibang hits like Toyang, Kailan, Maselang Bahaghari, Sembreak.. Pero ok lang. Sa tagal na ng Eheads their songs were already used in differents shows and commercials. Yung overdrive, laspag na nga yan e. Shempre yung tindahan ni aling nena sa Sun Cellular. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wala lang. Natuwa lang ako. I remember Eheads reviving Regine's Tuwing Umuulan, tapos ngayon may album na dedicated to them. At least there are some great bands nowadays who still commemorate Eraserheads. Obviously their music was greatly influenced by Eraserheads. Mabuhay! Sana may Ultraelectromagneticjam II. Hoping it would be a better one :D&lt;/span&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/11115428-113638381260140270?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/113638381260140270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=113638381260140270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113638381260140270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113638381260140270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2006/01/ultraelectromagneticjam.html' title='ultraelectromagneticjam.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-113602307393267403</id><published>2005-12-31T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:28:27.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;525,600 minutes&lt;br /&gt;525,600 moments so dear&lt;br /&gt;525,600 minutes&lt;br /&gt;How Do You Measure - Measure A Year?&lt;br /&gt;In Daylights - In Sunsets&lt;br /&gt;In Midnights - In Cups Of Coffee&lt;br /&gt;In Inches - In Miles&lt;br /&gt;In Laughter - In Strife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Seasons of Love, The Cast of Rent&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/11115428-113602307393267403?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/113602307393267403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=113602307393267403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113602307393267403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113602307393267403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year! :)'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-113601893479374814</id><published>2005-12-30T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:30:12.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;As around the sun the earth knows she's revolving&lt;br /&gt;And the rosebuds know to bloom in early may&lt;br /&gt;Just as hate know love's the cure&lt;br /&gt;You can rest your mind assured that&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As now can't reveal the mystery of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;But in passing will grow older everyday&lt;br /&gt;Just as all that's born is new&lt;br /&gt;You know what i say is true&lt;br /&gt;That i'll be loving you always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the rainbow burns the stars out of the sky&lt;br /&gt;Until the ocean covers every mountain high&lt;br /&gt;Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4&lt;br /&gt;Until the day that is the day that are no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that true love asks for nothing&lt;br /&gt;Her acceptance is the way we pay&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that life has given love a guarantee&lt;br /&gt;To last through forever and another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As today i know i'm living for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Could make me the past&lt;br /&gt;But that i mustn't fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know deep in my mind&lt;br /&gt;The love of me i've left behind&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'll be loving you always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the rainbow burns the stars out of the sky&lt;br /&gt;Until the ocean covers every mountain high&lt;br /&gt;Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea&lt;br /&gt;Until the dream of life and life becomes a dream&lt;br /&gt;Until the day is night and night becomes the day&lt;br /&gt;Until the trees and seas just up and fly away&lt;br /&gt;Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4&lt;br /&gt;Until the day that is the day that are no more&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/11115428-113601893479374814?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/113601893479374814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=113601893479374814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113601893479374814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113601893479374814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/12/as-around-sun-earth-knows-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-113601501870079898</id><published>2005-12-28T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:31:06.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy gap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;already downloaded 7 episodes of lost season 2. wuhu! katz! malapit na malapit na! :) hahaha. ng dahil sayo, na-adik ako dito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"its christmas time for a living" hahaha! wika nga daw ni carlo. tsktsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;last december 20, pumunta kami ni adrian sa UST paskuhan, we were looking for katz and katha sa field nila ng biglang may fireworks. Not bad. Not bad. pero parang hindi pa rin Christmas. After ng fireworks and program, pumunta kami sa painom ni katz, na punong punong ng pulutan! huwaw. madaming nalasing. nanglaglag ng kabarkada. mga debate. nagdrama. umiyak at may na-highblood. hahaha! :) wala ako dun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Spent christmas in Boracay with my family. On our first day, saw Chinky with her family. It was very unexpected seeing a highschool friend miles away from manila. Nung nagkita kami hindi na kami naghiwalay kasi they are flying back to manila day after. Went around d'mall. At shempre hindi mawawala ang inuman. 2.30 pm we were drinking na. Tapos we went to BomBom. Kasi she wanted to meet her "rastaboy and his happy gap". Nakilala din namin, no offense chinx, akala ko pa naman cute talaga sha, he was a local there at may happy gap talaga! hahaha! :) Had a couple of drinks again and he played. In fairness magaling naman sha. Nalasing na kami, nagswimming, pucha ang lamig. Hindi na namin kinaya. Bumalik na kami sa mga pamilya namin. hehe. At least we both got back.. Tapos yun na. Next couple of days, pareho lang ginagawa namin. Magbilad, magshopping, kumain, swimming. Family fun daw. Hahaha! :)&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/11115428-113601501870079898?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/113601501870079898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=113601501870079898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113601501870079898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113601501870079898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-gap.html' title='happy gap.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-113185832086426854</id><published>2005-11-13T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T21:29:59.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If he doesn't, nothing can make him stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Never let him know everything, he will use it against you later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He is a man. Nothing more, nothing less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You should never look for someone to complete you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A relationship consists of two whole individuals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Make him miss you sometimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;when a man always know where you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and know that you are readily available,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;he will take you for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It takes a minute to find a special one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;an hour to appreciate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;a day to love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and an entire lifetime to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-113185832086426854?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/113185832086426854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=113185832086426854' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113185832086426854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113185832086426854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/11/if-man-wants-you-nothing-can-keep-him.html' title=''/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-113177164144673885</id><published>2005-11-12T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T21:04:50.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I wanna know why this feels so right&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know why u hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Each and every night, it keeps me up all night&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' about the things i like&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe you're in my life&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know why ur the one&lt;br /&gt;The things that they should have you've already done&lt;br /&gt;God sent u straight to me&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you look at me, do you see me right?&lt;br /&gt;Can you picture us lovin' each other for life?&lt;br /&gt;Are you playin' the role, just like the rest&lt;br /&gt;These are the questions that i ask myself&lt;br /&gt;If, another should come, who's finer than me&lt;br /&gt;And she wanna take your love away, would you leave?&lt;br /&gt;Baby please answer these questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could this be my whole fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Maybe u could just be too good for me&lt;br /&gt;If i don't wake then i won't see&lt;br /&gt;Cuz if im not the one you met, then who is in me&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of the tears how come, i love you more, and more, and more&lt;br /&gt;I never longed for no one, yes its true&lt;br /&gt;Seems like this questions keep me here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you, really wanna be with me&lt;br /&gt;I'll say, i love you endlessly&lt;br /&gt;One thing that i really wanna know&lt;br /&gt;Will this end or will this grow&lt;br /&gt;And now if you really be wanna be with&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you endlessly&lt;br /&gt;One thing that i really wanna know&lt;br /&gt;Will this end or will this grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-113177164144673885?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/113177164144673885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=113177164144673885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113177164144673885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113177164144673885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/11/questions.html' title='questions'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-113041709786957721</id><published>2005-10-18T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T05:44:57.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>badtrip.</title><content type='html'>October 16, 2005 - malas lang, malas lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-113041709786957721?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/113041709786957721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=113041709786957721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113041709786957721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/113041709786957721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/10/badtrip.html' title='badtrip.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-112934746805001503</id><published>2005-10-15T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T04:40:04.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;woke up around 10am. only 3 hours of sleep. dinaldal lang ako ni shirley at si pat natulog na kaagad. shirley, tulog pa din. humihilik. hahaha! si pat, went straight to her rehearsal. 5pm, shirley went home. then im off to kevs' house. birthday ni kim. another badtrip get together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;go figure! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;starbucks tomas. frances. nine ball. billiards. lio. badtrip na pustahan sa kabilang table. yb. pat &amp;amp; shirley. long shorts and short skirts :). pork barbeque with garlic rice. yb. katha. vj. sancho. gadz. jomar. karen. billiards. yb. adrian. van. solas. strong ice. del monte. a. bonifacio. mayon. starbucks tomas. oreo cheesecake. frap ni sandy. milk water. joyride daw. katipunan. home. zzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-112934746805001503?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/112934746805001503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=112934746805001503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112934746805001503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112934746805001503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/10/day-5_15.html' title='day 5'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-112922260323453739</id><published>2005-10-14T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T10:04:23.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day 3..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;im currently watching scrubs on star world while eating super chocolate ice cream. bakit kaya super chocolate? there's nothing super about it. hehe. taste like plain chocolate ice cream which im super addicted to. nye. labo!! tsktsktsk. mahusay yan! kain lang. wala na akong nagawang matino. oh well. ok lang yan. sem break, sem break! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;woke up around 3pm. went straight in front of the computer. ate jumbo siopao from kowloon, special delivery. galing kay nadine. thanks! pero para kay daddy ata yun e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;just talked to gomez. nagkwento siya about her misadventures with batman. ok lang yan. hintayin mo lang si batman bumalik sa kanyang batcave with his bat mobile. labo. hahaha! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;haay. can't sleep. basically because i've been sleeping the whole day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;long day tom. doctor tapos tomas with trese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want an ipod nano and a new battery for my ixus. haay. what can i do. malayo pa christmas.. hahaha. kaya yan. kaya yan. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;im out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yosi break, yosi break. :)&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/11115428-112922260323453739?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/112922260323453739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=112922260323453739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112922260323453739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112922260323453739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/10/day-3.html' title='day 3..'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-112914113184755037</id><published>2005-10-13T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T03:07:18.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sembreak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO MORE &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;reports.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NCPs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;drug studies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;case pres.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;finals.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;signing of clearance. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;buhay romano, wika ni mark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;wala akong make-up duty! :) bait talaga ng mga ci ko. hehehe. supposedly, meron ako 2 unexcused na absent which is equivalent to 6 make-up duties kay sir ablao and ms. aldana dahil sa mga late ko and one absent. buti nalang mababait sila sa akin. hehe :) &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hay naku. im bored. second day palang na wala kaming class, nababato na ako. bakasyon nga, pati wallet ko bakasyon din. hahahaha. oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sino ba jan may isang buong season ng Lost? pati ng Desperate Housewives? alyson! nababasa mo ba to? hehehe. para may mapanood naman ako. maghahanap nalang ako ng bahay kung saan pwede mag-raid ng dvds. haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yey! uuwi ako ng gensan. at last some peace and quiet. haha! tama na muna buhay tambay, buhay nine ball. pero baka sa 25 pa, after ng enrollment and after our fontana trip. sayang hindi makakasama mga trinity people. ganun talaga. though hindi pa rin naman sure ang fontana trip because of certain problems. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday, watched The 40-year old virgin with adrian, katha and carlo at Promenade. nice movie. sabaw ampucha. hehehe. pero shempre before nun galing kami Nine Ball, at dahil sembreak na, madaming "somebody" and nakikita namin. hehe. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;this friday, kita kits ulit ng trese. yey! dahil sembreak na ng mga tao. berigud berigud. :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well. antok na ako.. pupunta pa akong capitol to meet my doctor. haay. goodluck sa akin. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;katz! natuwa ako sa blog mo a! :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sge. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;im out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-112914113184755037?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/112914113184755037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=112914113184755037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112914113184755037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112914113184755037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/10/sembreak.html' title='sembreak.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-112914337592251719</id><published>2005-10-13T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T08:55:14.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stick with you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to go another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seems like everybody is breaking up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Throwing their love away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I got a good thing right here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's why I say &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nobody gonna love me better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I must stick with you f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;orever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nobody gonna take me higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm must stick with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You know how to appreciate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm must stick with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm must stick with you &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to go another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;See the way we ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In our privated lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ain't nobody getting in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want you to know that you're the only one for me &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ain't nothing else I can need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm singing 'cause you're so, so into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll be making love endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby, you're with me &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So don't you worry about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;People hanging around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They ain't bringing us down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you and you know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's all that counts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So don't you worry about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;People hanging around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They ain't bringing us down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you and you know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's why I say&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/11115428-112914337592251719?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/112914337592251719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=112914337592251719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112914337592251719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112914337592251719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/10/stick-with-you.html' title='stick with you.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-112914278474952818</id><published>2005-10-12T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T03:20:57.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if i never get to heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;what does your love mean to me&lt;br /&gt;its something i can't answer easily&lt;br /&gt;just like the air that i breathe&lt;br /&gt;you fill me up inside, you give me all that i need&lt;br /&gt;like a bird flying high on a summer's day&lt;br /&gt;you're the wind that carries me away&lt;br /&gt;to a place where you and i will always stay forever &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;if i never get to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;then at least i will have known&lt;br /&gt;i had an angel here on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;that I could call my very own&lt;br /&gt;and if this world should end tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;this much i know is true&lt;br /&gt;i found my piece of heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the day that i found you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;longer than poets will rhyme&lt;br /&gt;my love will burn for you until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;if i should die before tomorrow comes&lt;br /&gt;i wont regret a single day, because i had your love&lt;br /&gt;must be somethin in the way you say my name&lt;br /&gt;it takes away my worries and my pain&lt;br /&gt;i know we'll make it through the rain together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a river flows and a flower grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my love for you will never fade&lt;br /&gt;like the sun will rise in the morning sky&lt;br /&gt;you know that i am here to stay forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-112914278474952818?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/112914278474952818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=112914278474952818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112914278474952818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112914278474952818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-i-never-get-to-heaven.html' title='if i never get to heaven'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-112533395190877479</id><published>2005-09-16T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T02:18:30.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no ordinary morning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;friday, walang pasok. as usual, tulog buong araw dahil pagod sa katatambay at kaiinom every thursday. haay naku buhay nga naman. tsktsk. :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;last saturday, nine ball day nanaman. inuman kami sandali sa gerry's. sagot ng ate ni gomez.. nanaman. tsktsktsk. :p then we went straight sa isa nanaman Centenniales inuman along E.Rod. mga sabit kami ni june and gomez. tpos iniwanan pa kami ni vj. tsktsk. went home around 2pm. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sunday, met up with gomez at starbucks morato, then went to hi-top and galleria. nakita ko pa mom and kapatid ni shirley na si anton sa hi-top at nung sabi nasa kotse si shirley, pinuntahan ko. at ng makita ko sha nagrereklamo dhail pawis na pawis at init na init na. hahaha. kung minsan talaga hindi ko sha maintindihan. meron naman siguro aircon yung kotse nyo no? hehehe. tapos pinuntahan kami ni anna at kevs sa galle. si kevs, naghimala!! nanlibre ng yellow cab! sosyal. hehehe. thanks keybin! :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;monday, strike ng jeep at kami nalang ang katangi tanging school na may duty pa nun. tsktsk. kung hindi sana nagpakita yung iba kong groupmates, edi sana wala na raw class sabi ni aldana. ganun talaga. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tuesday, after duty sumunod kami ni gomez sa solas at naabutan lahat ng tao lasing. at ang dami nila. sila nalang ang uminom at maging masaya sa solas. hehe. puro capitolista sila lahat. pero wala na rin kami naabutan mashado kaya umalis na kami. tapos pumunta ako kela katha, dahil papunta dun si adrian, kath and carlo. si carlo lasing, galing sa inuman ng wessyd. si george talaga. pero ako parin ay namamangha sa husay mo sa english with your british accent. hehe. peace! :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;kahapon, another nine ball day. what's new. birthday ni aldana, kaya nandun si rovic at janno. birthday din ng mga taga-trinity dahil dumating silang lahat, basang basa sa ulan. haha. labo. natalo si janno at hershy sa kanilang tournament. close fight daw, wika ni carlo enriquez. pa-humble talaga yun kahit kailan. tsktsk. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;haaay. walang magawa. hindi makaalis. lakas ng ulan. galit pa sa akin parents ko sa magkaibang dahilan. dad ko, dahil sa lakwatsa. at mom ko, dahil sa pera na wala naman akong kamalay malay anong nangyari dun. hehehe. ganyan talaga ang buhay. buti nalang may "footloose" kami bukas nila camille. yey! :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sge na. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-112533395190877479?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/112533395190877479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=112533395190877479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112533395190877479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112533395190877479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/09/no-ordinary-morning.html' title='no ordinary morning.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-112464724230511190</id><published>2005-08-22T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T20:35:25.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;...sigaw ng sambayanan according to daddy day. haha. wala lang. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;haay. monday, 2 o'clock in the morning. can't sleep. insomnia. what's new. gagawa pa ako ng report kay ablao. kamusta naman. pinaulit na niya sa amin yun dahil nde nya nagustuhan ang research namin, though tama naman lahat yun. haha. sayang lang ang effort. tomorrow, duty nanaman. walang kamatayang. i'll be dealing with children ulit. hay naku. patience lang hija. patience... :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pinagsabihan ako ni daddy a while ago. he told me to lessen my gimmicks. pati ung mga inuman namin. sa tingin ko natakot sha for me since the accident. i can't blame him. traumatic talaga yun. kaya susundin ko nalang. goodluck sa akin. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;last thursday, i celebrated my birthday dito sa bahay. astig! hindi ko akalain. ang dami pumunta. my close friends from stc, trinity and also capitol. see &lt;a href="http://ailsakamille.multiply.com/photos/album/20"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. buti nalang they all got along well. though it was hard to accomodate them all. pero small world na rin kasi, parang friendster. connect connect lang. hahaha. madami rin nangyari. mixed emotions. may aftershock pa ata mga tao nun. dahil lang sa mga issues na nabuo. yung iba nde totoo, ung iba plain chismis nalang. most of them edited stories na e. oh well. there's no one to blame. nde basta basta yung nangyari. ganun talaga. people just would assume things and speculate nalang basta basta. may konting badtripan and usapan. buti nalang everything was clarified din that night. whew! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;saturday. finally! pumasok kami ni gomez kay sir radam. after class, no questions asked. nine ball ang tuloy. pero dumaan muna kami trinity to meet up with people and went straight to nine. yung boys, as usual played billiards right away. tapos si gomez naman.. ordered a barrel of san mig kaagad. kamusta naman! :) pasaway na bata. as usual, badtrip and wessyd people were present. pati yung bagong recruit ni vj. hahaha. concepcion calamba was there too! hahaha. si kevs, sumunod. si camille &amp; june nagcut ng duty just to see us. literal, dumaan lang sila and stayed for around 15mins. the ever controversial gomez naman ay nilalaglag ang sarili. si rovic, problemado sa "bestfriend" nya. as well as katha, problemado kay george clooney. while vj, finally talked to me and opened up about the issues. astig. :) si jas, wala lang, naghihintay ng date. si adrian, nandun lang pakalat kalat, painom inom, payosi yosi. ;p si mikki, gadz, sancho at ang bagong recruit nila ay nagpunta ng nine ball para uminom at makinood ng mtv dun. maaga din uwian ng mga tao. around 10.30pm, uwian na. bago yun a. parang nde saturday. pano naman everything has been so routinary. nine ball inumans naging ordinary nalang for all of us, be it during weekdays or weekends. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;walang sawa at katapusang inuman, bilyar at tambay. haay. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sana next time, maiba naman ng venue. yung mejo productive naman. hahahaha! :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;im out! ciao!&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/11115428-112464724230511190?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/112464724230511190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=112464724230511190' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112464724230511190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112464724230511190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-scream-you-scream-we-all-scream-for.html' title='i scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream...'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-112413491680097695</id><published>2005-08-16T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T12:51:59.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>after two months..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha! dahil birthday ko ngayon, mag-uupdate ako ng blog! nyay. connection?! finally. after two months. hehe. actually sa dami ng nangyari sa akin for the past months, mahirap ng ikwento. check out my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ailsakamille.multiply.com/photos"&gt;multiply account&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; for pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;let me see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gawain ng mga tamad. *in random order*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;capitol. gomez. nine ball. starbucks. tomas morato. inuman. yosi. tambay. billiards. red horse. nine ball attendance. mr &amp;amp; mrs. smith. war of the worlds. wedding crashers. the island. wessyd. badtrip. extensions. quattro. adrian. trese. kay's birthday. eastwood. marikina. solas. nische. thyn's debut. katha's bday. capitol medical center. zepeda. ablao. arcillana. radam. nisce. lates. absents. cutting class. make up duties. night duty. kamuning. lying in. cord care. handle. assist. overnights. sbc. baang coffee. cellphone. gateway. annapolis. nine ball grand inuman. capping. sto domingo. celebration. camille's place. filinvest. sugartowne. san mateo. toyota. truck. kaboom! happy birthday to me! :) haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;sana may naintindihan kayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/theresian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;got this from alyson's blog. wala lang. mejo jologs and cliche na, still totoo and nakakatuwa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-112413491680097695?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/112413491680097695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=112413491680097695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112413491680097695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112413491680097695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/08/after-two-months_16.html' title='after two months..'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-112404120348576887</id><published>2005-08-15T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T10:40:03.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just like a splendid love song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Spending my days with you&lt;br /&gt;Is like living in a world of fancy&lt;br /&gt;With all the beautiful people I know&lt;br /&gt;Makin' love in a world of vivid colours&lt;br /&gt;How often have I been there&lt;br /&gt;Well it really doesn't matter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;as long as we're together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me together we will journey&lt;br /&gt;To seek and see the colours of our fantasies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Come to life with the stroke of your soothing hands&lt;br /&gt;All the questions of life I will come to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasons come and seasons go&lt;br /&gt;Stars will shine and lose their glow&lt;br /&gt;But every time I try to look back I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That spending my days with you&lt;br /&gt;Is like living in a world of fancy&lt;br /&gt;With all the beautiful people I know&lt;br /&gt;Makin' love in a world of vivid colours&lt;br /&gt;How often have I been there&lt;br /&gt;Well it really doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;As long as we're together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me in love with each other&lt;br /&gt;There will be no problems that will bother&lt;br /&gt;Just the two of us painting a world of our own&lt;br /&gt;Everything is perfect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just like a splendid love song&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/11115428-112404120348576887?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/112404120348576887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=112404120348576887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112404120348576887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/112404120348576887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/08/just-like-splendid-love-song.html' title='just like a splendid love song'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111783445055752938</id><published>2005-06-04T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T02:37:39.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.30am wala pang tulog still alive and kicking. 6am, i am suppose to go to katz' place and come with her in 8 waves. but due to some reasons, i've decided not to go. im sorry katz. argh! that's all i can say: "argh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;monday... first day funk na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've been doing nothing the whole week but go back to school to run some errands and be stuck at home with absolutely nothing to do. though there's the internet, dvd, and tv still it can't help overcome boredom. pero thanks to the ever "reliable" Sun Celluar, i was able to find someone sensible enough to communicate with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;the past few weeks have been very peculiar. mixed emotions that i just can't cease to endure. nakakainis isipin that everythings really bound to last. now with only having 5 of my friends at capitol, 2 left at trinity, and others gone. nawala nalang parang *poof* (it became koko crunch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;plus, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the whole batch is now arranged alphabetically! anim na nga lang kami, nagkahiwalay pa kami. argh! wala pa ako kasama sa section ko! but mendoza and perez. yeah right! what i am to do?! the barkada who has been there for you all through out, wala na. another *poof*. haha. in short, college life will be less interesting, i guess. with no one to motivate you. wala ng drive para mag study. back to zero nanaman eh. kailangan mong makisama nanaman. argh! hate that part. meet new people and start again all over again. nakakapagod na tuloy. oh well. ganun talaga. kung kailangan kumapit.. edi kumapit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;looking back at the year that was. i have gone through a lot of changes. these people taught me a lot. about life and everything as in everything out there. haay. too many to mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the infamous badtrip gang, a collective noun we call ourselves. yeah i know, it's an odd name to give to a barkada. but this is us. a bunch of badtrips. only the real members could relate to this. we all started as should i say, a faction? or a clique? hm. with only nine members to start with.. jived with having common practices... hahaha. then came three other members and there you have it! the dirty dozen! laugh trips, yosi breaks, inuman, gimmicks, clubbing, music, dancing and criticizing people are our common interests. then nagsimula na maging close ang lahat and maging attached to each other. then we started depending on each other na. this group has been through a lot. believe me. too many to jot down, pero eto iisa isahin ko kayo. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soya - the girl who has been there for me eversince. she knows everything and at the same time, understands everything. back in the days, during the time when i was sooo fed up about everything, she was there for me. what would i do without you? haha. plus her wittiness never fails to lighten me up everytime i am down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rovic - my sidekick. my one and only nicole richie. he never fails to make me laugh kahit na badtrip ako sa kanya. he surely had changed a lot. i admit, i hate it when he contradicts me akala mo naman kung sinong anghel jan. haha. but come to think of it, it's really nice of him to be that open minded and to understand every side of the story. since i tend to be bias and all. plus he may not show you directly but he is one of the sweetest person i have known. he appreciates little things and shows his gratitude in his own little ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jas - my dance partner. i've known this girl for a long time now. she was my classmate since first year. a very sweet and sensitive girl. she is like a sister to me. she also has the talent of cheering up my parents. woah! napagaan nya loob nila. only a few people can do that jas. haha. we always update each other with our latest mp3s. since the day we've been close, she was really there for me. trust-worthy and soobrang maasikaso. i would never forget how this girl shows her appreciation to you. her being optismistic and confident surely would lighten you up. plus she never fails to say everything good or not good about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kevin - the boy next door. one of the final four. he's has always been there for me though i tend to sometimes ignore it. (sige na june. alam ko na sasabihin mo!) hm. he also seem quiet, and suplado kasi eh. ewan ko ganyan talaga yan si kevs eh. he was always there to listen to my non sense stories and happenings in life. he's is also sweet in his own way. though indirectly but you can surely feel that he appreciates you. a friend for keeps. kevin also knows a lot. i can talk to him anything under the sun. about music, computers, and also gossips. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vj - distor, and my very own chikito. he is like a big brother to me. haha. a very very sweet person. he never fails to make you laugh. what i admire most about him is being down to earth. as in! walang bahid ng pride tong tao na toh. just to make things right, ok lang magpakumbaba. kahit nde siya may kasalanan, siya padin ang mg sorry. galing no? one of the most selfless person i know. such a gentleman. i can open up to him about anything because he never fails to advice me about different things. i surely respect his opinions kasi with his good heart, nothing can go wrong.. di katulad namin. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeye - honestly, eto ang nagsimula ng lahat. badtrip would not exist without her. pero look what happened now? haha. with yhe's humor and PR, mabilis gagaan loob mo sa kanya. hope you're happy with what ever your up to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camille - my chikka partner. aika. aika. aika. pangalan palang, pamatay na! haha. eto ang sumunod kay jas sa pagiging momy ng barkada. ang gulo na siguro ng buhay namin kung wala ka. sha ang organizer ng group at si jas naman ang manager. what would we do without you guys?! haha. camille also is my chikka partner. grabe tong babae na toh. parang reporter din kami nito eh. palitan kami ng information. hahaha. matindi din to sa shopping, wala kapaguran ang paa. hahaha. lately lang kami nging close ni camille, pero i am soo thankful at nagkaroon ng chance at nakilala ko sha. sobrang sweet, bait and maasikaso. i hope that you will find happiness and get what you really deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june - eto naman, ang tagapagtanggol! our lawyer at the same time, bouncer and bodyguard! haha! peace! whenever one of us is in need, june is always there to literally fight for us. hehe. tested and proven. nde ka talaga niya iiwanan. and if she feels there is injustice, ipaglalaban niya. she fears nothing. on the other hand, si june sobrang talino. though we've been drinking the day before a final exam, scan lang ng notes, she still manages to attain high grades. likas na eh. plus she's a very good dancer and volleyball player. beauty, brains plus muscles. hahahaha. san ka pa? peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luisa - she's been good to me when she was around. a girl who knows what she wants and doesn't care of what others would be thinking about her. goodluck in everything you do, and whatever you are up to right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;jp - i miss this guy. soobra. nawala nalang parang bula. his birthday passed, and wala man lang paramdam na. the last time he was with us was during our removals. then after that wala na. sana nasa capitol ka nalang para may kasama pa ako sa class. he never fails to make us a laugh. with his gestures, humor and wittiness. haay grabe. madami din ako memorable moments with this guy. sana you take care nalang sa with all your *ahem* escapades. haha. peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;joshua - finally, naisipan mo na din magaral and be with us at capitol. though nde na namin ikaw classmate. eto ang stuntman ng grupo. he keeps us entertained and amused with his stunts. lakas ng loob eh. plus ito ang pinakamalakas mangasar sa kanilang boys. kakalaking tao eh. haha. pero this guy is sweet din. in his own way. clever and humorous, should i say. wishing for you to be finally happy despite the hardships happening to you now. kaya mo yan! bogart pa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;grabe dito nalang. i am sooo missing badtrip! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111783445055752938?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111783445055752938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111783445055752938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111783445055752938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111783445055752938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/06/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111744404075001016</id><published>2005-05-29T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T02:13:03.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bum bum bum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;wala magawa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;nothing to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;boring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;haaay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ciao! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111744404075001016?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111744404075001016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111744404075001016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111744404075001016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111705256496045212</id><published>2005-05-26T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T13:22:44.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>go figure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10am. school. clearance. section 4. lunch. orangepep. capitol medical center. urinalysis. yb. home. 8pm. brannigans timog. paula. katz. katha. shirley. frances. con. anja. iv6 people. bands. rock. noise. headache. redhorse.12.30am. behrouz. kabab. yb. 1.30am. katha's haus. magic mic. grande. no ice. 3.30am home. blog. bye. ciao. subic. here i come!&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/11115428-111705256496045212?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111685916014147896</id><published>2005-05-23T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T07:50:18.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my personality defect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sociopath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 71% Rational, 28% Extroverted, 57% Brutal, and 71% Arrogant. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You are the Sociopath! As a result of your cold, calculating rationality, your introversion (and ability to keep quiet), your brutality, and your arrogance, you would make a very cunning serial killer. You care very little for the feelings of others, possibly because you are not a very emotional person. You are also very calculating and intelligent, making you a perfect criminal mastermind. Also, you are a very arrogant person, tending to see yourself as better than others, providing you a strong ability to perceive others as weak little animals, thus making it easier to kill them. In short, your personality defect is the fact that you could easily be a sociopath, because you are calculating, unemotional, brutal, and arrogant. Please don't kill me for writing mean things about you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;To put it less negatively:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. You are more RATIONAL than intuitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. You are more BRUTAL than gentle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. You are more ARROGANT than humble.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/156/664/1566642811609810544/mt1114812227.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="black" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="96" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="54" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;64%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Rationality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="black" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="38" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="112" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;25%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Extroversion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="black" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="104" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="46" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;69%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Brutality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="black" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="122" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="28" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;81%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Arrogance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=4741219933576750506"&gt;The Personality Defect Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=1566642811609810544"&gt;saint_gasoline&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111685916014147896?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111685916014147896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111685916014147896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111685916014147896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111685916014147896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-personality-defect.html' title='my personality defect.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111683468225397287</id><published>2005-05-23T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T01:08:05.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>check out my results ;p</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="200" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffd391"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffce93"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride&lt;/strong&gt;: 80%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc995"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greed&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc498"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Envy&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbf9a"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lust&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb99c"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gluttony&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb49e"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloth&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffafa1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrath&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffaaa3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chance You'll Go to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa5a5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will die from faulty botox injection.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsinfulareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sinful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ff99cc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9fd2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa6d9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffacdf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb3e6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb9ec"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbff2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc6f9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffccff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#cce6ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your #1 Match: ENFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e5f3ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Inspirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.&lt;br /&gt;You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffcccd"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your #2 Match: ESFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffe5e6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Performer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others.&lt;br /&gt;A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally.&lt;br /&gt;You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#fffecc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your #3 Match: INFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffee5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Idealist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world.&lt;br /&gt;Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.&lt;br /&gt;It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close.&lt;br /&gt;But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#cce6ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your #4 Match: ISFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e5f3ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children.&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, you enjoy bueaty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life.&lt;br /&gt;Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffcccd"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your #5 Match: ENTP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffe5e6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Visionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are charming, outgoing, friendly. You make a good first impression.&lt;br /&gt;You possess good negotiating skills and can convince anyone of anything.&lt;br /&gt;Happy to be the center of attention, you love to tell stories and show off.&lt;br /&gt;You're very clever, but not disciplined enough to do well in structured environments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great entrpreneur, marketing executive, or actor.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/mbtiquiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#dacee8"&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your Dominant Thinking Style:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d4dde5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exploring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thrive on the unknown and unpredictable. Novelty is your middle name.&lt;br /&gt;You are a challenger. You tend to challenge common assumptions and beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An expert inventor and problem solver, you approach everything from new angles.&lt;br /&gt;You show people how to question their models of the world.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#cdebe2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your Secondary Thinking Style:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c7fadf"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Experimenting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all about looking at the facts, and you could always use more of them.&lt;br /&gt;You see life as your lab - and you're always trying out new things, people, and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The master of mix and match, you're always coming up with unique combinations.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at getting a group to reach consensus.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourthinkingstylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Thinking Style?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111683468225397287?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111683468225397287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111683468225397287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111683468225397287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111683468225397287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/05/check-out-my-results-p.html' title='check out my results ;p'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111683326587034395</id><published>2005-05-22T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T01:27:40.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>buhay romano.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;summer class is finally over! buhay romano na, ika nga ni jonah at mark. hahaha. pero it's good only for two weeks. i guess. plus there are still errands lined up. clearance, getting of class cards and enrollment. haaay. and sana sana sana matuloy ang outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.30 pm. just got home from katha's house. it's my third time to sleep there this week. last time was during their group study. with vj adrian and kuki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was our practicals for NCM after the test we headed to Grand Boulevard Hotel. since camille's mom was there we decided to stay for a while. tambay, cards, tulog, nood tv, others played mahjong, played, danced, sang, nangulo. nung napagod na sila, we decided to eat along Baywalk. amoy dagat. wahahaha ;p pero the food was great in fairness, or gutom lang yun. jas wanted to try going inside the casino, but unfortunately... only for 21 years old and above. bawal pa! haha. in two years jas.. in two years.. we left the hotel around 11pm and they all went home pero ako, i went straight to katha in ferndale. arrived around 12am. sayang tapos na sila swimming. pero at least kat, sumunod ako. hahaha. kuki, mam grace, carlo and katz were there also! tpos umuwi na kmi kela katha. watched amityville. pwede na. pero very predictable yung story. next morning, ate lunch then went home. gudluck sa finals and removals for some of the wessyd people. ;p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;next time nalang post ung pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111683326587034395?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111683326587034395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111683326587034395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111683326587034395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111683326587034395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/05/buhay-romano_22.html' title='buhay romano.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111622753566391109</id><published>2005-05-16T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T00:51:26.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daydreamer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this weekend i haven't done anything productive yet. monday na, walang pasok kc they gave us enough time to review. anong petsa na? wala pa akong naaral. ang dami pa nun. puro nalang daydream. haha. before and after sleeping, i daydream. thinking about lots of things. those bothering me.. happenings.. reminiscing.. dreaming.. wishing.. oh well. katz, gawan nyo ng paraan ung puerto natin! ;p kailangan ko nun. to unwind, relax and take a break from everything. haay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturday, katha called me up and invited me to her place. spur of the moment! what's new! sunod naman ako knowing that since she said na inuman, there would be a number of people. eventually, it turned out na five lang kami naginuman. katz, katha, adrian, carlo and me. haha. pero ayus naman :) tita neah was there din naman. our ever loving and ever dearest tita neah. nde ko napansin nakatulog na kami, ibang klase kasi tagay ni adrian eh. haha. then we woke up around 8am. then around 10 umuwi na kami. haay. soobrang simple lang and bilis ng gabi. pero nevertheless, nothing compares talaga. i miss them. i miss my old kada. the infamous magic trese. haha. these are the people who knows everything, as in everything about me. they are the people who have been there for me during my weakest moments and during the best days of my life. they accept me for who i am regardless my flaws and mistakes. without them, i wouldn't be who i am now. they saw and helped me grow into what i am now. i simply love them kasi sa kanila, no issues, no malice, no hard feelings, nde sila marunong magalit kasi they know me that well and because of that they know how to handle things na when it comes to me. hirap explain eh. never umiral ang init ng ulo sa kanila. papalamig lang yang mga yan, then back to normal na parang walang nangyari. you wouldn't hesitate to tell them everything. iba talaga. as i would constantly say, nothing compares talaga. to the remaining trese people, particularly to my majors, thank you... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha. drama nun ah! told you there really are a lot of things bothering me now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday, went to SM got a haircut. trim lang. then bought a mini swimming pool. hahaha. kaninang morning bininyagan na ni kuya. nauna na sha. bkt ngayon lang namin naisipan bumili when summer's almost over?! haha. &lt;p&gt;happy birthday to my kuya ryan pala! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;im out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111622753566391109?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111622753566391109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111622753566391109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111622753566391109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111622753566391109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/05/daydreamer.html' title='daydreamer.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111622747764369043</id><published>2005-05-14T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T00:42:08.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wumbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when your in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, wait for the one who's constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you. Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "she's my one and only and my first and last girl." ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids on Love... got this thru email&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;What does Love mean? A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4- to 8-year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca- age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl - age 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy -age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terri - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to&lt;br /&gt;him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss" Emily - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate," Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." Noelle - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." Cindy - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine-age 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." Karen - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." Mark - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." Jessica - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111622747764369043?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111622747764369043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111622747764369043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111622747764369043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111622747764369043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/05/wumbo.html' title='wumbo'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111605067898710446</id><published>2005-05-14T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T23:25:59.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>twisted sunshine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it was my dad's birthday last night. he was the only real adult around kaya yahoo! masaya ang lahat! all of my cousins including the young ones drank tequila and beer din. kaya nung mejo matagal na, tipsy na ung iba. pero ang masama pa dun, ung mga boys ang nauna sumuko. oh come on. hahaha ;p i slept late na din watching tv and txting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;next week will be our finals week. konting tiis, puyat, and aral nalang. tapos na din summer class ko. wuhu! finally, summer vacation is here! which is good for umm two weeks?! haha. pero ok na yun. the only thing i am worrying about is they decided to arrange the whole batch in alphabetical order. badtrip! wala din. nagsasama2 pa kami dba, kung hiwalay2 lang kami. cno nalang kasama ko, old students? haay. pero at least we still have some subjects where in classmates pa din kami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no classes on monday and tuesday. review time. wednesday, whole day NCM exam. thurdsay, nutrition. friday, pharmacology yikes! and we have to cook for nutrition. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh well. have to go. ciao!&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/11115428-111605067898710446?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111605067898710446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111605067898710446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111605067898710446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111605067898710446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/05/twisted-sunshine.html' title='twisted sunshine.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111564854160759841</id><published>2005-05-09T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T07:35:23.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one good day coming up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yesterday, camille celebrated her 19th birthday with us at Club Manila East. the same fontana people. napalitan lng si yeye ni soya. ;p late na kami dumating dahil ang daming delaying tactics ng mga tao. hehe. we arrived mga after lunch. then swimming. kayak. racing. swimming. inuman. laugh trip. whew! iba talaga sila kasama. thanks camille!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;still, nde kami lahat puro saya. mahirap pala kapag parating puro saya noh, nababawi din. sometimes we tend to go beyond our limitations. thinking na magkakaibigan naman kami and we are at ease with each other. akala mo ok lang lahat. pero nde pala. misunderstandings still can occur. haay. i dont wanna talk about it. hoping everything will be back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;absent kami sa NCM, knowing na walang class. next week pa pala. haha. sayang. then a while ago in our RLE class, we did another return demo. on positioning and transferring patients. then around 3pm umuwi na kami. nothing special for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all of my cousins went out. they watched the kingdom of heaven. pass muna ako. i'll stay at home nalang muna. i'll watch darna and encantadia nlng later. haha. fanatiko? and i'll finish the last episode of full house. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;astig ung bagong mtv ng parokya ni edgar. i first saw it sa GMA, thinking na it was an Greenwich ad because of the neon colors. pero nung lumabas ung bagong edit na ad, Rexona pala. kaya pala ganon mga moves. haha. and the guy was from the previous Rexona commercial. nandun pa nga si beth eh. dancing. haha. a classmate way back when i was in my first year. also miko, a schoolmate. in fairness kita naman sila sa dami ng mga dancers dun. haha. oh well. dito nlng. let's do the funk! let's do the first day funk. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111564854160759841?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111564854160759841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111564854160759841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111564854160759841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111564854160759841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/05/one-good-day-coming-up_09.html' title='one good day coming up.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111563884773713443</id><published>2005-05-07T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T08:24:15.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy mother's day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is a picture of my mom with my aunt at universal studios, i guess. by the way mom is the one with patrick star. haha. it seems inappropriate seeing two adults taking pictures with the most famous cartoon characters adored by children. hahaha. what the heck. kulit nga eh. my mom looking so overwhelmed with patrick's pinkness. haha. you can see the joy in her eyes. parang second childhood. but hey don't get me wrong. what im trying to say is, my mom deserves this. a vacation, to travel, time to unwind, relax and take a break from all the pressure in our family. she's deserves to be happy once in a while. though it means some time away from home. sanay naman yan si mommy eh. as long as she brings home lotsa lotsa pasalubong. hahaha. oh well. im glad she's having a good time. thanks for everything mom. &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AND HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/IMG_0060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to the following:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;may 1 - mommy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;may 7 - kuya martin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;may 11 - my cousin, kyko&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;may 13 - daddy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;may 16- kuya ryan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;may 17 - ate agail&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;may 18 - my sister, arnina&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dami noh?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;peace out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111563884773713443?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111563884773713443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111563884773713443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111563884773713443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111563884773713443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='happy mother&apos;s day.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111542602476479843</id><published>2005-05-07T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T00:30:25.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i woke up early. 8am. haha. himala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a run down of my activities this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;monday &lt;/strong&gt;- no classes. slept all day.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;strong&gt; tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - NCM only. got a 99 in my midterm.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - pharmacology the whole day. plus our midterm, thank god i passed. ;p&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;thursday &lt;/strong&gt;- RLE. watched a film. lunch at banawe. for the first time used the school's net lab. nutrition midterm results, got a 91 ;p&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt; - went to capitol hospital. nutrition class. did my report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"rovic, you and your big mouth."&lt;/strong&gt; napahamak ka nanaman. nagalit sa knya classmate namin because he mistakenly thought that we were laughing at his girl who by the way was reporting in front. apparently, everything was just a misunderstanding. when rovic cracked a joke, a few laughed, the girl didn't hear the joke kaya parang nagtaka sha then moments later boyfrnd got mad and confronted rovic. whoa! haha. yan napapala mo rovic. ;p if you've got nothing good to say, just shut up nalang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its my &lt;strong&gt;kuya's birthday!&lt;/strong&gt; yeah! another inuman later. i was supposed to go to an old friend's debut pero i think nde ako paaalisin nito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow,&lt;strong&gt; camille's birthday&lt;/strong&gt; naman! yeah!&lt;strong&gt; swimming.&lt;/strong&gt; we're heading to &lt;strong&gt;club manila east&lt;/strong&gt;. hope this will be a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dito nlng guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&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/11115428-111542602476479843?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111542602476479843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111542602476479843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111542602476479843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111542602476479843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/05/long-time-no-blog_07.html' title='long time no blog.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111492501581031891</id><published>2005-05-01T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T22:52:13.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mocha moments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just woke up. ang init soobra! im &lt;strong&gt;watching SOP&lt;/strong&gt;, nasa Cebu sila. woah! astig. galing tlga ng &lt;strong&gt;kapuso&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last night i went to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;rovic's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in &lt;strong&gt;Vista Valley Marikina&lt;/strong&gt;. nandun sila naghihintay ng oras kc &lt;strong&gt;camille&lt;/strong&gt; and the others had classes early that day. wala nga lng si soya. sayang. then we headed to &lt;strong&gt;Padi's Point Antipolo&lt;/strong&gt;. at sa nde inaasahang pagkakataon, we saw the &lt;strong&gt;wessyd people with mam grace&lt;/strong&gt;. pero there were only a few of them. lalo naman kami, there were only five of us. as usual, pulutan and inuman. &lt;strong&gt;no camera, no pics.&lt;/strong&gt; sad sad sad. ;p astig ung place. overlooking. you could see &lt;strong&gt;the whole metro&lt;/strong&gt;. lahat ng lights, streets, buildings also may nakita kaming fireworks from the other side. astigg. nakakarelax tlga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then &lt;strong&gt;vj &lt;/strong&gt;came, ts we went &lt;strong&gt;Figaro in Brickroad&lt;/strong&gt; pero corny kaya we headed to &lt;strong&gt;Mocha Blends along Marcos Highway&lt;/strong&gt; to have our &lt;strong&gt;mocha moments&lt;/strong&gt;. wahahaha. ayun kasi nakasulat dun eh. &lt;strong&gt;mocha moments to share&lt;/strong&gt;. hehehe. then i got home around 3am. thanks&lt;strong&gt; keybin&lt;/strong&gt; again and again. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haaay. wla magawa. no classes tom! yeah! thanks GMA! hahaha. &lt;strong&gt;no whole day of NCM and RLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday mommy!&lt;/strong&gt; pero she's not here to celebrate it with us. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;katz&lt;/strong&gt;! don't worry i'll try to teach you some tips. pero puro calculation eh. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh well. im done. im out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ciao!&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/11115428-111492501581031891?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111492501581031891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111492501581031891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111492501581031891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111492501581031891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/05/mocha-moments.html' title='mocha moments.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111483096067068529</id><published>2005-04-30T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T20:44:15.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>carbohydrates. proteins. antibiotics. anti-bacterials.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haaay. at last. some peace and quiet. haha. umalis na sila mommy with all of my titos and titas. finally, tahimik na ulit sa bahay. ;p it's sooo hot. this is my &lt;strong&gt;fourth glass of iced tea&lt;/strong&gt; na. haha. adik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh well. tpos na midterm week. napurga ako sa lahat ng mga &lt;strong&gt;nutrients&lt;/strong&gt; pti mga minerals in nutrition. haha. pero astig kc i've learned a lot na rin. about diet. ahem ahem. pero nde ko pa rin nasusunod. masarap kc ang bawal eh. also in &lt;strong&gt;pharmacology&lt;/strong&gt;. i've learned lots about drugs. nakakapraning na tuloy. haha. kc whenever i drink or eat that, i remember every single detail our professors tell us. nakakapraning kpg madami kang alam kc you would always be aware of its effects and outcomes upon ingesting those stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sayang yung&lt;strong&gt; BoyzIIMen&lt;/strong&gt; kahapon. haay. for sure babalik naman yung mga yun. parati nlng sila nandito eh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yahoo! &lt;strong&gt;it's a saturday!&lt;/strong&gt; alam na. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;till here nlng. im out. ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111483096067068529?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111483096067068529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111483096067068529' title='1 Comments'/><link 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na talaga kami! may dumating nnaman from &lt;strong&gt;gensan&lt;/strong&gt;. kc bukas na alis nilang lahat. yahoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pharmacology&lt;/strong&gt; nanman tomorrow. goodluck. mag-aaral pa ako. or i would at least try to read my notes. pero mamaya na, my highschool reunion pa ako sa YM. haha. high tech. actually, they are planning to have a get together at aissa's house! khit nde pa nya alam. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh well. dito nlng. ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111452964166234080?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111432819415560999</id><published>2005-04-24T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T00:36:34.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wala magawa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hay naku. wala magawa. wala makausap. walang online. wala na akong madownload na kanta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was suppose to meet up with &lt;strong&gt;shirley,&lt;/strong&gt; pero bigla silang pumuntang los baños. tpos si &lt;strong&gt;frances &lt;/strong&gt;naman has to run some errands for anja. kaya i'm stuck here. by the way &lt;strong&gt;my cousin kyla and my tito just arrived from gensan.&lt;/strong&gt; full house na dito sa amin. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh well. i have to go to mercury drug pa. to by stuff for our &lt;strong&gt;return demo &lt;/strong&gt;tomorrow. parenteral administration. back to injections in capitol. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im out! ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111432819415560999?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111432819415560999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111432819415560999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111432819415560999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111432819415560999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/04/wala-magawa.html' title='wala magawa.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111419141501098955</id><published>2005-04-23T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T10:36:55.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>word of the day: toxic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this week as i would say was &lt;strong&gt;toxic.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. im beginning to adopt that term na. woah. pero it really was. during the first week of our summer class, sobrang walang ginagawa. with having &lt;strong&gt;two not-so-easy-yet-not-so-hard&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;subjects.&lt;/strong&gt; last monday we even went to &lt;strong&gt;gateway &lt;/strong&gt;and we all watched &lt;strong&gt;the wedding date.&lt;/strong&gt; starring debra messing (will &amp; grace) and dermot mulroney (my bestfriend's wedding). excellent movie by the way. a romantic comedy showing a light and positive side from the infamous escort service world. well sort of. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;back to my kwento, i already added pharmacology to my list of subjects. we enrolled last wednesday and started right away. morning palang, nawindang na ako!&lt;strong&gt; pharmacology for 10 hours straight! excluding our break time.&lt;/strong&gt; woah! then our professor was one of those &lt;strong&gt;mr. pharmacology-is-a-very-easy-subject-and-we-can-finish-the-WHOLE-curriculum-with-the-four-meetings-left! &lt;/strong&gt;what the heck?! goodluck nalang sa amin ni june.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know he's great, mabait and everything pero his intelligence and wit leaves us all intimidated. naman palaman.&lt;strong&gt; toxic yun dude&lt;/strong&gt;. ay i promised myself na pala not to be such a &lt;strong&gt;pessimist.&lt;/strong&gt; nde, kaya yan.. &lt;strong&gt;go! go! pharma! go! go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no classes for me tom pero i have to go to school. to attend to some damn meeting. woah! meeting2 nalang ngayon. yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's been a long time since i've posted. oh well. have to go. matutulog na ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111419141501098955?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111419141501098955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111419141501098955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111419141501098955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111419141501098955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/04/word-of-day-toxic.html' title='word of the day: toxic'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111413573165630214</id><published>2005-04-21T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T19:08:51.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ever after by bonnie bailey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Three years ago, our journey began&lt;br /&gt;Chasing down this cure, no plan in hand&lt;br /&gt;Just your pulse, my racing guide in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Just knowing with conviction from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment your eyes made an introduction&lt;br /&gt;I felt my second violent breath of life&lt;br /&gt;Flawless to the point of being godly&lt;br /&gt;Yet I fell hard for your imperfections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we're slightly weathered, we're slightly worn&lt;br /&gt;Our hands grip together, eye to eye through the storm, yet&lt;br /&gt;I still believe in ever after with you, yeahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Cuz life is a pleasure with you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;And there ain't no current in this river we can't ride&lt;br /&gt;I still believe in ever after with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares to the good times&lt;br /&gt;Feels like we're floating, when the rest have to climb&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe in love, and not the perfect kind&lt;br /&gt;A real messy beautiful twisted sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions, volcanic eruptions&lt;br /&gt;we both still care, so we're still alive&lt;br /&gt;tunnel vision, determination&lt;br /&gt;I want you, I want to make it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we're slightly weathered, we're slightly worn&lt;br /&gt;Our hands grip together, eye to eye through the storm, yet&lt;br /&gt;I still believe in ever after with you, yeahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Cuz life is a pleasure with you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;And there ain't no current in this river we can't ride&lt;br /&gt;I still believe in ever after with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my twisted sunshine&lt;br /&gt;You are my twisted sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we're slightly weathered, we're slightly worn&lt;br /&gt;Our hands grip together, eye to eye through the storm, yet&lt;br /&gt;I still believe in ever after with you, yeahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Cuz life is a pleasure with you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;And there ain't no current in this river we can't ride&lt;br /&gt;I still believe in ever after with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we're slightly weathered, we're slightly worn&lt;br /&gt;Our hands grip together, eye to eye through the storm, yet&lt;br /&gt;I still believe in ever after with you, yeahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Cuz life is a pleasure with you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;And there ain't no current in this river we can't ride&lt;br /&gt;I still believe in ever after with you &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/11115428-111413573165630214?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111413573165630214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111413573165630214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111413573165630214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111413573165630214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/04/ever-after-by-bonnie-bailey.html' title='ever after by bonnie bailey'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111371092235105911</id><published>2005-04-17T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T01:06:36.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the badtrip summer edition.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new arrivals.                                          shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here we come!                                       junie &amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shades namin and rovic, naked. that's what you get for leaving the doors open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img height="238" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005071.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga lasing.                                             vj, with aika &amp; me watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rovic as a trying hard smoker.                  tambay tambay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005088.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;candid ba yan?                                         rovic &amp; i. sepia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chillax.                                                   before the swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fountain. hahaha.                                   thanks to kevin for taking our pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you see us...                                   now you don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005105.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 296px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="225" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005114.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barrel...                                                 thanks to soya for our henna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling bata kami lahat ulit.                     just playin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june, brushing her teeth.                        and june as one of the masculados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ihanda na ang mga pagkain.                     jump for joy! mga lashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our last day. studio pic daw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005015.jpg" /&gt; mga wala magawa sa buhay.     aika &amp; me.                              nakatulog na sa tagal ng villa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/fontanaapril1-32005159.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ice cream anyone.                   departure time.&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/11115428-111371092235105911?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111371092235105911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111371092235105911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111371092235105911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111371092235105911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/04/badtrip-summer-edition.html' title='the badtrip summer edition.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111370751685862157</id><published>2005-04-17T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T21:07:05.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday morning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haaay. woke up early today. sarap ng kumpleto ang tulog. yesterday i just slept the whole day at the same time watching some tv shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last friday, after our nutrition class we went to kevin's haus. badtrip reunion! yahoo! pinuntahan kami ni jas and vj sa school. as usual inuman galore. went home around 3.30 am. at least ako walang class. gudluck sa mga saturday classes nun. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wala magawa. i'll meet up with shirley pa pala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im out!&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/11115428-111370751685862157?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111370751685862157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111370751685862157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111370751685862157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111370751685862157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/04/sunday-morning.html' title='sunday morning.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111332451160668967</id><published>2005-04-13T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T09:48:31.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reunion kuno.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last saturday, &lt;strong&gt;karen&lt;/strong&gt; told me to ask out our &lt;strong&gt;high school barkada&lt;/strong&gt;. kahit tambay lng daw. yeah. reunion kuno. long time. haha. we all met up at &lt;strong&gt;starbucks tomas&lt;/strong&gt;, then went to &lt;strong&gt;quattro&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;patrick and trish&lt;/strong&gt; followed nalang there. as usual. late ang dalawa. &lt;strong&gt;with (ehem) pao, andrea and joshua.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. their forever minions. and woah!&lt;strong&gt; bagong gupit si patrick!&lt;/strong&gt; asar talo amp! hahaha. pero umalis din sila to play billiards, leaving trish with us. inuman as always. the night was still young so we tried to go to &lt;strong&gt;sibil&lt;/strong&gt;, pero corny pa eh. so we left and headed to &lt;strong&gt;blu bar&lt;/strong&gt;, ok lang. we played sandali then pahinga. tipsy na mga tao. then we had our should i say &lt;strong&gt;midnight snack/breakfast&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;JBJ's burger&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. then as always, &lt;strong&gt;katha and katz&lt;/strong&gt; slept here. my favorite borders. they invaded my room, and my computer. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ill post some pictures soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh well. no classes tom for me! thank god walang micro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pero im sleepy na. punta pa ako &lt;strong&gt;greenhills &lt;/strong&gt;then&lt;strong&gt; airport&lt;/strong&gt;, to &lt;strong&gt;fetch my dad.&lt;/strong&gt; finally he's coming home! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one big happy family na ulit!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahahaha. pero that's just for the mean time. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ayt. ciao!&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/11115428-111332451160668967?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111332451160668967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111332451160668967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111332451160668967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111332451160668967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/04/reunion-kuno.html' title='reunion kuno.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111322724546845161</id><published>2005-04-11T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T07:26:42.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today was our first day of school at capitol&lt;/strong&gt;. yes, i didn't make it. oh well. shit happens. haha. for just .&lt;strong&gt;10 points for the GPA and no failing grade, i was kicked out from school&lt;/strong&gt;.  oh well. currently im starting to appreciate my new school. still full of schoolmates and i still have my barkada. same old familiar faces. &lt;strong&gt;the invasion in capitol.&lt;/strong&gt; wahaha. plus we have good quality teachers. real well experienced nurses, all veterans. some of them used to make the board exams for nurses. astig. hahaha. nd sbrang tutok sila sa students. imagine, three professors pero class samantalang dati minsan wala kami prof. hehe. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its been a long time. that last week i have been so &lt;strong&gt;busy getting and submitting stuffs from different schools.&lt;/strong&gt; i've been to my old old school, old school and new school. haha. labo! before that i went to&lt;strong&gt; fontana&lt;/strong&gt; with my friends. wait nlng for the pictures. haha. i'll post em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sooon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111322724546845161?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111322724546845161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111322724546845161' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh well. gnun na tlga sleeping cycle ko. kahit na may classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;later around 10am i have to go to school. judgement day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok, i'm out! still have 2 hours to sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111204738876370212?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111198981587537890</id><published>2005-03-28T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T22:03:35.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;got nothing else to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's 2 o'clock in the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im just waiting.. waiting.. waiting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;until it's tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wish me luck guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111198981587537890?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111198981587537890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111198981587537890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111198981587537890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111198981587537890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/03/waiting.html' title='waiting.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111195588564603625</id><published>2005-03-28T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T22:20:40.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>island in the sun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I still believe in paradise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But now at least I know it's not some place you can look for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because it's not where you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's how you feel for a moment in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And if you find that moment, it lasts forever"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~The Beach~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111195588564603625?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111194050732578923</id><published>2005-03-28T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T12:44:47.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy easter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;holy week is finally over. back to reality. &lt;strong&gt;i am not so sure if i should be happy about it.&lt;/strong&gt; at some point, it's good that summer's here! yahoo! &lt;strong&gt;i wanna hit the beach, relax, unwind &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or go someplace far far from civilization. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on the other hand, these are the things that i am ranting about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. i have to take up summer classes. unfortunately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. tuesday - judgment day for all of us sophomores. getting of the battery exam results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. plus microbiology grades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. there's a chance that i would have to take up removals for micro. oh god. wag naman sana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. if ever i pass micro, there STILL IS A CHANCE for me not to pass. GPA, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. this time, if i don't make it i have to search for another school immediately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7. again, i have to take up summer classes right away. it's required by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the list goes on and on. &lt;strong&gt;whatta summer!&lt;/strong&gt; those were just a run down of the things ahead of me starting this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ohh. there is one thing i should be excited about... our &lt;strong&gt;FONTANA outing&lt;/strong&gt;! yahoo!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy easter everyone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i woke up around &lt;strong&gt;4pm in the afternoon&lt;/strong&gt;. nde ko na napanood gigster. hahaha. kapuso ako by the way. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;around 7pm i got dressed to finally attend mass after sooo long. i went with my cousins. it was my first time to go to Christ the King which is located a E. Rodriquez. we even saw &lt;strong&gt;Michael V.&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. it was weird to see a very well known comedian like him soo serious inside a church. it was the first time i enjoyed attending mass. the priest was kinda funny during the homily. actually &lt;strong&gt;he was like a professor&lt;/strong&gt;, calling people and asking for some answers. his question was something about easter of course. haha. it was like a graded recitation. plus he even borrowed a digital cam from a woman. he requested to close all the lights inside the church, as in &lt;strong&gt;total darkness&lt;/strong&gt;. "mag-ingat sa snatcher" my cousin said. hahaha. then she asked the woman to take a picture of Jesus in front. then it came to me, he was pertaining to the camera's flash. he said that it was like Easter, a new beginning, signifies hope and lightens everyone may they be meters away. oh dba?! high tech?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ate abeng decided to treat us out to dinner. since they were the only elders around. hahaha. we ate at &lt;strong&gt;Endong's&lt;/strong&gt; (i think). located in front of ABS-CBN. we just tried the place out. astig. it didn't look like a restaurant at all. it's set-up was just like a big house. the garage, kitchen, tables, interior design and everything. the food was good. yum yum! then headed straight home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i am now watching &lt;strong&gt;brotherhood of the wolves&lt;/strong&gt;. i think. but i can't understand it since i am doing this. i'll just try to watch it again later. also i watched &lt;strong&gt;Shall We Dance?&lt;/strong&gt; again. it such a simple and nice movie. which made me decide to apply to one of those dance summer classes again. wala lng. just to have something to do. pero it still depends on my load this summer. para naman pumayat ako. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;im sleepy na. it's 3.30 in the morning. til next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111194050732578923?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111194050732578923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111194050732578923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111194050732578923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111194050732578923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-easter.html' title='happy easter.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111199159624985595</id><published>2005-03-26T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T22:33:16.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mahirap idaan sa walang kibo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mahirap idaan sa walang salita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mahirap idaan sa pag-iyak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kung mahal mo siya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bakit nde mo sabihin sa kanya?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;malay mo, mahal ka pala niya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;since i've been into the suncell 24/7 club, i've been receiving numerous but this one i got from a frnd and it struck me&lt;strong&gt;. go figure. ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bad news. nasunog house ni &lt;strong&gt;sir leo&lt;/strong&gt;. he was one of my professors in health care. i just heard a while ago that it was because of their neighbor's washing machine. sumabog. before they knew it, even their own house was burning. haaay. &lt;strong&gt;things do really happen fast and unexpected.&lt;/strong&gt; you just can't predict what is ahead of you. &lt;strong&gt;all of your belongings, gone. nothing left. nada. back to zero.&lt;/strong&gt; thank God he is safe and no one was hurt because of the accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sooo bored. they left me. all of my cousins went to my other cousins at &lt;strong&gt;filinvest II&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm all alone in this house eating tuna sandwich. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh well. back to my dvds! lots of movies waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111199159624985595?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111199130532044108</id><published>2005-03-25T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T22:28:25.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holy week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today is good friday. where in we christians commemorate Jesus's crucifixtion and suffering in the cross.i've been stuck inside our humble home for &lt;strong&gt;three whole days now.&lt;/strong&gt; i am now officially a bum. a couch potato.i'm sooo bored. good thing frances dropped by and lend me some dvds. &lt;strong&gt;so let the marathon&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;begin!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/windstruck.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first i watched &lt;strong&gt;windstruck&lt;/strong&gt;. a prequel to the movie &lt;strong&gt;my sassy girl&lt;/strong&gt;. it was about how the girl's first boyfrnd died which lead her into meeting his guy in my sassy girl. now i know why it was entitled windstruck. &lt;strong&gt;the best!&lt;/strong&gt; two-thumbs up! haha. it was more on drama but still has its own humor which koreans are really good at. this is recommendable for all the &lt;strong&gt;hopeless romatics&lt;/strong&gt; out there. then i watched &lt;strong&gt;meet the fockers&lt;/strong&gt;. it was ok. pero bitin. i don't know. there was something missing. or maybe i expected it would be as good as &lt;strong&gt;meet the parents&lt;/strong&gt;. after that, i watched &lt;strong&gt;national treasure&lt;/strong&gt;. treasure hunting! astig. nice movie. i wonder if there really is a national treasure?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus due to boredom i've watched &lt;strong&gt;daddy day care&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;lord of the rings 3 in HBO&lt;/strong&gt; again and again. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sooo bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summmeeerrr.&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/11115428-111199130532044108?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111199130532044108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111199130532044108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111199130532044108'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;my palawan trip has just been cancelled. too bad.&lt;strong&gt; no summer getaway&lt;/strong&gt; for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;fter the health care exam, went to greenhills with my shopping buds, camille and rovic. bought some stuff. then we headed straight to jp's place. nandun sila june. then they went to our house., tambay lng then went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;haay. holy week. vacation. sooo boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111168504407309248?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111168538097367700</id><published>2005-03-19T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T05:56:26.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>practice practice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my frnds went straight to my house knowing that there will be a practice there. then the last minute they cancelled it because of the weather. &lt;strong&gt;what the?!&lt;/strong&gt; kaya inuman nlng dito sa haus. they left around 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vj &amp;amp; june slept here. we woke up 11am. &lt;strong&gt;take note: 12pm is our SHE finals.&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. so we hurried up and went to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after the exam, we ate lunch at jollibee. as usual chikka galore till 5pm with june and camille. whew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and now, im just waiting for my frnds txt whenever they have plans or what.&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/11115428-111168538097367700?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111168538097367700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111168538097367700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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place.&lt;/strong&gt; as in the whole class. buti nagkasha sila lahat. ang gulo ng bahay! they were here to shoot for our literature class project. whew! kapagod. as usual, my frnds just fooled around. since there were no tasks assigned to us naman eh. &lt;strong&gt;they won't let us help.&lt;/strong&gt; maybe they were thinking na baka masira. doi! and besides our director was doing the task all to himself. ayaw magpatulong. sooo, what's there left for us to do?! to be extras in the film of course. some played as tambays, with all the beers, cigarettes and cards. and for us, our roles were to be &lt;strong&gt;Cabaret Girls&lt;/strong&gt;. woah. haha. we just dressed up like prostitues, danced, and flirted with the main characters. that's all. it was kind of embarassing since my older brother's frnds were also watching us. then upon seeing the video, woah! &lt;strong&gt;we really did looked like prostitutes!&lt;/strong&gt; it somehow freaked me out. hahahaha. because the scene looked as if we were really in a bar of somewhat. but it was just at our backyard. haha. it was fun. my classmates left early and my frnds were left and we just watched mulawin, full house and stairway to heaven then left. haha. &lt;strong&gt;fanatics. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;frame-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/housepractive010.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111122541057413556?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111122541057413556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;joshua and i had a fight a while ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what's new?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;big deal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111090403053778976?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111090403053778976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;camille woke me up this morning saying she's on her way na dito sa haus. we were suppose to finalize the case study and make a powerpoint for the presentation. then almost all of them came except for some na nde na nakahabol. by the way, 3pm that day was our pre-finals in microbiology. grabe. ang hirap. malas lng kc our class was one of the firsts to take the exam. walang tip. hehe. oh well. after that we headed to nine ball in tomas, to umm... celebrate?! haha. jp's boylet, jonathan joined us as well as jas' frnd, another jp. haha. so full of j's. jp's car was hit by a x-trail. i think they were drunk. tpos june kevs and vj watched legally blonde 2 dito sa haus. then went home na. that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111081614822151875?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111167373364882845</id><published>2005-03-12T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T06:43:51.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rovic's place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;CPR return demo.&lt;br /&gt;got a 97!&lt;br /&gt;lunch at vj's in antipolo.&lt;br /&gt;went to rovic' place in vista valley.&lt;br /&gt;finished our FNCP.&lt;br /&gt;kung fu hustle.&lt;br /&gt;went home 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Looking for: Complete Bedrest w/o Bathroom Privileges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/healthcare006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/healthcare001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/healthcare012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111167373364882845?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111167373364882845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111167373364882845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111167373364882845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111167373364882845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/03/rovics-place.html' title='rovic&apos;s place'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111047874516326151</id><published>2005-03-11T01:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T06:30:05.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one big fight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;my dad went to our province na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;my frnds were here knina sa house. for our &lt;strong&gt;fncp case presentation&lt;/strong&gt; sa health care. luckily, we were asked to choose our own groupmates. pero as usual, they kept on fooling around. sound trip. watched dvd, extra challenge, full house and simple life. our current favorites. pati wlang katapusan na pictorials. mga wannabe. hahaha. in fairness, while others were fooling around, others were doing the project. then vice versa. for once, &lt;strong&gt;we did something productive by cooperating.&lt;/strong&gt; nde lng puro si june ang utak. masaya nman. pero there's this one thing. one big fight between june and bryan. or should i say it was &lt;strong&gt;june vs. bryan + luisa&lt;/strong&gt;. tlga naman. manlaglag daw ba. oh well. it was a long long story. i think that incident knina just means na she already chose his boyfrnd who by the way ay "anak daw ng general" and a frnd who just really really cared for her. haay. pero mayaman nman daw sha eh. sabi nya ah. di halata. gnun tlga nagagawa ng pag-ibig. hahaha. lalo na kpg gullible ang isa. i dont know. &lt;strong&gt;looks can be very deceiving and actions speak louder than words.&lt;/strong&gt; hm. come to think of it, &lt;strong&gt;who am i to judge dba?&lt;/strong&gt; pero to think na nde lng kami nkakapansin, pti frnds nya. isn't that enough? gnun tlga. shit happens. haha. basta i know june just did her part as a frnd. bahala na si batman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;oh well. need to get some rest. maaga pa ako tom, i mean later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;im out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 276px" height="286" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/bandanappol020.jpg" width="352" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;while doing our case study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/bandanappol014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mga lasinggero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/bandanappol004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;http:&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt; the justice league.&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/11115428-111047874516326151?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111047874516326151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111047874516326151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111047874516326151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111047874516326151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/03/one-big-fight.html' title='one big fight.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111020934087903956</id><published>2005-03-07T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:55:11.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>restless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;haay. &lt;strong&gt;i feel so restless.&lt;/strong&gt; it's ironic because i haven't done anything productive this weekend. walang katapusang tulog. pro alam mo yun, there's still this feeling that bothers me that you know by monday mdami dn kelangan gawin. totoo nga, my practical bigla kanina! wlang may alam. bdtrip i was one of the first batch to take the exam, so i wasn't able to get the tips. hehe. &lt;strong&gt;dats layp.&lt;/strong&gt; haay. the pressure. just by thinking of it, ayoko na. haha. exagge. pro its true dami tlga ginagawa. later on i still have to study for tomorrow's &lt;strong&gt;exam in community diagnosis&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;a return demo in CPR&lt;/strong&gt; and another &lt;strong&gt;unit exam in microbio&lt;/strong&gt;, about the &lt;strong&gt;infections in the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;genitourinary and nervous systems&lt;/strong&gt;. plus my &lt;strong&gt;group practical exam&lt;/strong&gt; pa. oh god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;haaay. i wanna rest. as in rest. unwind, relax and think of nothing at all. hahaha. ano ba yun. plus there are certain people that keeps on annoying and bothering me. hahaha. sana makasama ako &lt;strong&gt;palawan.&lt;/strong&gt; wrong timing naman kc sa sched eh. &lt;strong&gt;holy week na, my finals pa ata.&lt;/strong&gt; hm. my daddy's leaving na. this wednesday. &lt;strong&gt;that means no parents for us.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. i wanna watch. dami ng movies. sbrang nde na ako updated sa movies. i wanna see hitch, the aviator, series of unfortunate events and finding neverland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;that's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still have to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im out!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Broken Sonnet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And now i concede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;On the night of this fifteenth song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Of melancholy, of melancholy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And in this next line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I’ll say it all over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;That i love you, i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I don’t care what they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I don’t care what they do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;‘cause tonight i’ll leave my fears behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;‘cause tonight i’ll be right at your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The clock on the tv says 8:39 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It’s the same, it’s the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And in this next line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I’ll say it all over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;That i love you, i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I don’t care what they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I don’t care what they do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;‘cause tonight i’ll leave my fears behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;‘cause tonight i’ll be right at your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lie down right next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lie down right next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And i will never let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Will never let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I’ll leave my fears behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;‘cause tonight i’ll be right at your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;But still i see the tears from your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Maybe i’m just not the one for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;*loves it!*&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-111020934087903956?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111020934087903956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111020934087903956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111020934087903956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111020934087903956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/03/restless.html' title='restless.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111012929044050822</id><published>2005-03-06T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:54:05.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictorials.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;saturday morning. our QF (a studio along commonwealth) plan got all mixed up. &lt;strong&gt;june &amp;amp; vj&lt;/strong&gt; can't come so it was assumed na nde na tuloy. apparently, my mga pasaway and still wanted to continue. the appointment was 10am. i just met up with jas that time and 10.30 soya arrived complaining that she was waiting for luisa for sooo long then luisa decided not to come anymore saying that she's does not come out of their house umpampered. duh?! can't she see everybody's been waiting for her. hay buhay. so we went straight to the studio, they were already finished with their solo pics so we hurried up and got ourselves ready. tpos na solo namin. then &lt;strong&gt;group pics &lt;/strong&gt;na! yey! astig. &lt;strong&gt;feeling starstruck &lt;/strong&gt;with all the pose and everything. hahaha. &lt;strong&gt;that's hot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after sometime,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we got to see the shots in the computer. hahaha. astig tlga kpg &lt;strong&gt;professional photographer &lt;/strong&gt;kumukuha. they would even tell you what pose looks good on you plus with all the effects and everything. all of my frnds looked good. it was very unique. astig din ng mga group pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;the pictorial was now over. hahaha. we went straight to camille's house, changed into our uniforms then camille's mom brought us to school. ate at &lt;strong&gt;jollibee&lt;/strong&gt;, ts pumasok kami ng SHE. puro activities. walang katapusan. they got home around 7.30 then slept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;that's all.&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/11115428-111012929044050822?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111012929044050822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111012929044050822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111012929044050822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111012929044050822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/03/pictorials.html' title='pictorials.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-111009434828122538</id><published>2005-03-05T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T06:31:14.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another ordinary school day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;yey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;! it's a friday. health care class. supposedly we will have our &lt;strong&gt;return demo in CPR&lt;/strong&gt;. yeah. astig. actually you're gonna perform cpr on the &lt;strong&gt;dummy &lt;/strong&gt;and to know if you're doing it correctly there are indicators and everything. unfortunately, another class was using the skills laboratory so it was rescheduled till next week. haha. badtrip lng, we were asked to bring jogging pants and extra shirts, and nde din pala gagamitin. til 9am there was no prof til ms. beth came in and taught about &lt;strong&gt;community diagnosis&lt;/strong&gt;. then tapos na! lunch time! yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate at&lt;strong&gt; jollibee&lt;/strong&gt; again and again. others went home and finished their literature paper and got back during our next class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;P.E. swimming class. weird it was a &lt;strong&gt;rainy day,&lt;/strong&gt; and we were having our finals in swimming. hahaha. it was like olympics. haha. exagge. the prof would call out names and you would have to swim across performing your preferred stroke. luckily, i did swimming lessons when i was a kid. it was a funny experience. &lt;strong&gt;joshua, looked like 'sadako'&lt;/strong&gt; while swimming. hahaha. pano kasi tabingi ung mukha evrytime he would breathe. laugh trip sbra. ung iba naman, imbes na diretso tumatama sa gutter. &lt;strong&gt;zayda almost drowned&lt;/strong&gt;, buti nlng &lt;strong&gt;gentleman pala c jp!&lt;/strong&gt; nice one jayps! lalaki ka pala.. haha. &lt;strong&gt;luisa,&lt;/strong&gt; who never attended swimming class because of the reason that she cant swim and&lt;strong&gt; her&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;boyfrnd bryan wouldn't allow her to swim&lt;/strong&gt; because of her swimsuit. duh?! whatever?! she crammed and asked me to teach her. nakakatawa. kc para prin shang cheerleader kung mgswim. &lt;strong&gt;thinking that swimming was still a choreography.&lt;/strong&gt; she kept on asking how the placement of the hands must be, how the fist must be, and so on. hija, diskarte mo nlng yun. as long as you can glide, float and as long as you're moving. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;finally it was over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i took a&lt;strong&gt; bath.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yb&lt;/strong&gt; sa greenpep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;waited&lt;/strong&gt; til my sundo arrived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;got&lt;strong&gt; home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then &lt;strong&gt;blag.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tulog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bagsak sa kama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;gudnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/030405018.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;swimming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/030405024.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;candid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&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/11115428-111009434828122538?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/111009434828122538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=111009434828122538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111009434828122538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/111009434828122538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/03/another-ordinary-school-day.html' title='another ordinary school day.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-110987068749413738</id><published>2005-03-03T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:50:22.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>interview.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;today we had our &lt;strong&gt;interview.&lt;/strong&gt; harsh. as expected it started late. buti nlng si&lt;strong&gt; sir jai &amp;amp; mam beth&lt;/strong&gt; ung akin. ok lang nman. they asked me about my family, plus of course, anatomy, health care and microbiology stuff. swerte lng mejo madali lng questions na npunta sa akin, pero it's funny na meron akong mga basic questions na nde pdin nasagot. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;after that, we ate at jollibee then rovic came. we headed straight to gateway. ice monster. went to kevs haus then umuwi na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/interview030305002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/interview030305015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/ice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;that's it!&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/interview030305015.jpg&lt;img"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-110987068749413738?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/110987068749413738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=110987068749413738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/110987068749413738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/110987068749413738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/03/interview.html' title='interview.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-110977848582741675</id><published>2005-03-02T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:50:17.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>harsh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;physics class, late again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch with camille only at burger king. absent to rovic eh. and all of them ate at st. luke' s again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literature, &lt;strong&gt;joshua's own drama anthology&lt;/strong&gt;. duh?! why does he have to argue with jas in front of the class. buti nlng mabait ung prof. nde na dpt pumapatol sa babae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we passed by grinpep then umuwi na ako. then i headed to the mall to buy a top for tomorrow's interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay. &lt;strong&gt;interview&lt;/strong&gt; na tom. im trying to review some of our previous lessons cause for sure those will be asked. sayang! nde natuloy ung &lt;strong&gt;QF&lt;/strong&gt; namin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. that's all for now. lots of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-110977848582741675?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-110956692498475971</id><published>2005-02-27T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:46:42.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wala lang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wala lng magawa. im waiting for my dad. punta ako &lt;strong&gt;greenhills&lt;/strong&gt; to find something to wear for that interview. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;peaceout!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-110956692498475971?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-110950917014095092</id><published>2005-02-25T06:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:10:37.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wrong move guys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;friday evening. no classes and i just slept the whole day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;yesterday we went to school and watched this dancefest where in we are required to watch for our literature subject. sa simula astig yung mga dance. they used dances from movies. then fterwards corny na. puro na fighting scene?! kamusta naman dba? haha. then we headed straight to greenbelt after that. weird. thursday night naisipan nmin gumimick. oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/icevodkagreenbelt013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;on the way i finally saw the &lt;strong&gt;world's largest photo mosaic&lt;/strong&gt;! astig! whatta mouth. sayang nde kmi nakapgcontribute ng pic dun. the pic's kinda blurry because of camille was going fast. ang pangit ng kuha. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;at first we were with some other friends which we decided to invite nlng para mas marami, masaya.. then upon arriving greenbelt things started to get complicated. half of the group wants &lt;strong&gt;inuman&lt;/strong&gt; nlng daw. while the other half including me wants to go &lt;strong&gt;clubbing&lt;/strong&gt;. at first they were saying na hiwalay nlng daw. duh?! stupid idea. at last! &lt;strong&gt;vodka ice bar&lt;/strong&gt;, we can do both and no division would have to happen. here's the catch three of my guy frnds decided to go somewhere where they could have an inuman saying that &lt;strong&gt;it wasn't their crowd?! yeah right!&lt;/strong&gt; so they took off. with the other friends we invited. fine. who am i to argue. if they want to leave then do so. and so they did. &lt;strong&gt;they really did&lt;/strong&gt;. they left us there. &lt;em&gt;all seven of us girls&lt;/em&gt;. take note, kami mga kabarkada ang naiwan. &lt;strong&gt;nice one guys.&lt;/strong&gt; buti nalang jas saw her frnds. dagdag company. sana naisip nyo minsan nlng makasama si camille and makaalis ng halos kumpleto nawala pa kayo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;a few hours later, they kept on calling asking if we were mad. they were in &lt;strong&gt;danny's grill timog&lt;/strong&gt; daw. the hell with them! so fter that we decided to eat, khit drive-thru lang. pero we ended up eating sa 711. hahaha. though nagkagulo. masaya padin. then camille dropped us off. uwian na.&lt;br /&gt;badtrip tlga kaya i decided to write this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;see yah in school guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;sabog with my chikka partner, camille.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img height="273" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/icevodkagreenbelt019.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;escalator. going down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img height="373" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/icevodkagreenbelt014.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/11115428-110950917014095092?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/110950917014095092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=110950917014095092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/110950917014095092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/110950917014095092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/02/wrong-move-guys.html' title='wrong move guys.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-110950912092602544</id><published>2005-02-23T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:44:37.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>insomia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;badtrip! i can't sleep. im watching who wants to marry my dad. astig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;school.... boring.... bkt kaya mga prof ang hilig magpagawa ng collage? nd they always ask students to report for them. haaay. hm. physics class, absent again. i arrived at school breaktime na, they were eating at jollibee. sus! issue nnman ng barkada. hahaha. oh well. sana maayos din para sa lakad tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i saw my frnd chinky's valentine ad in mcdo. with lotsa mcflurry! hahaha. sorry chinx, got this from your multiply account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/chinky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;got home from school early so i decided to go to a frnd's house. chill. tomas morato. thai in a box. marlboro lights. joyride. then later that night we went to soya's house, wala lng just to visit. but unfortunately she wasn't there. asan nanaman kaya nagsuot yung babaeng yun?! hahaha. got home early. nagulat pa dad ko, nde daw ako inumaga. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. these past few days has been quite weird. it seems that lately i am not doing anything productive with my time. it's sooo routinary. oh yeah, there's these endless reviews but what the heck?! kung di rin nman ako papasa db? what for? call me a pessimist, pero i just know it. or maybe it's all coming back to me, cause of all these pressure. nursing sh*t. sa arte ng school namin eh. i doubt it na papasa ako.. i bet si june lang talaga papasa sa amin. haha. only a few can relate with me. going back... yeah, i go out, gimmick jan, gimmick doon with college or highschool frnds. pero i dunno. pati yun ngging routinary eh. maybe, i just wanna try something new. go somewhere new. or better yet, meet someone new?! hahaha. but that doesn't mean i hate my life now. im contented with the things going on with my life. bored lang siguro or yet there are many things bothering me or should i say problems which i tend to ignore and don't pay any attention to. maybe.... maybe not.... would someone please give me an answer.. haha! pat?! shrly?! are you reading this?! hahaha. told ya it's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahoo! no classes tom! sleep all day.... para gising sa gabi... yey! lakad ulit... excited na ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A pessimist is never disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol and calculus don't mix. Never drink and derive.&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk unless you can improve the silence.&lt;br /&gt;Don't drink and drive, you might hit a bump and spill your drink&lt;br /&gt;The severity of the itch is proportional to the reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. nyt guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&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/11115428-110950912092602544?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/110950912092602544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=110950912092602544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/110950912092602544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/110950912092602544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/02/insomia.html' title='insomia.'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115428.post-110950907780969212</id><published>2005-02-22T08:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:36:20.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pharmacology sh*t</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;hahaha. finally. i had the chance to experience one of these blog thingys. since school sucks today and lots of unit exams keeps on coming maybe i won't have time in updating this. i dunno. nakigaya lng. haha. since everybody's doing it, why not? haha. im currently watching The O.C. on ETC. first season parin. wala lang. i really like summer. though i like anna too. haha. go seth! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;hm. woke up 6.30 in the morning and i was sooo late for a seminar thingy. ya' know. nursing stuff. but instead we just studied the whole seminar another unit exam. &lt;strong&gt;pharmacology sh*t&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. but it was fun. cause we still got to use our connections. oh well. then of course, chikka galore with rovic and camille. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/022105015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/022105005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;micro lecture. blah blah. unit exam. think. think. whew!&lt;br /&gt;laboratory. we needed a sputum sample and unfortunately i had cough the past few days and there was no choice but for me to donate my phlegm. eeww. hahaha. at least i know i'm healthy. enough of that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;i&lt;em&gt; miss katha. shrly. pat. katz. tati. trish. karen. frances. lio. and also baby patrick.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;gimmick naman tayo minsan.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;oh well. while with my college barkada. ay ewan! so full of problems. never ending issues. but i have nothing against them. puro lang gulo. hahaha. why don't they just accept things the way they are and leave it as it is?! with that, less problems. edi masaya! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;haay. it's a &lt;strong&gt;gutson&lt;/strong&gt; day tomorrow. meaning, early dismissal, more time for tambay. pero pass muna ako. i still need to finish editing our physics project.. yeah right! i'm a nursing student finishing a physics project. life is sooo ironic. haha.. good thing no classes on thursday and friday. gimmick time! yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115428-110950907780969212?l=ailsakamille.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/feeds/110950907780969212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11115428&amp;postID=110950907780969212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/110950907780969212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11115428/posts/default/110950907780969212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ailsakamille.blogspot.com/2005/02/pharmacology-sht.html' title='pharmacology sh*t'/><author><name>ailsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/ailsakamille/wat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
