<?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-21146542</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:42:56.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Smokes.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-115618000248721665</id><published>2006-08-22T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T01:06:42.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I put on this META tag in my template so that'll automatically redirect you to my LiveJournal but if it doesn't work, here's the link: http://tootsierolle.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya, love. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-115618000248721665?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115618000248721665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=115618000248721665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/115618000248721665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/115618000248721665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-put-on-this-meta-tag-in-my-template.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-115029101030195601</id><published>2006-06-14T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T14:53:09.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't string words together into meaningful sentences anymore. I feel like my incoherent thoughts seem to fuse in some kind of grand pandemonium day by day. If it just weren't for my highschool days which was when I was somewhat acknowledged for my writing prowess, I wouldn't be so depressed and humiliated as hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess you could say that's one reason why I haven't made any new posts. I've been reading my previous entries and all I've perused was rubbish. Nothing really deep or insighful - most of it were superficial musings full of grammatical blunders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want to put across something with substance. After all, your blog one way or another epitomizes you, or at least your thoughts. Not that an awful lot of people visit my blog but to the minute number of those who do drop by here serendipitously or otherwise, I wish I could come up with intellectually satisfying posts to assuage what's left of my mutilated self-worth and of course to make the world a better place... for you and for me and the entire human race. Hooooooooooooo! &lt;strong&gt;CORNY&lt;/strong&gt;. 8-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-115029101030195601?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115029101030195601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=115029101030195601&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/115029101030195601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/115029101030195601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-cant-string-words-together-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-114865234639458677</id><published>2006-05-26T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T22:08:51.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ob-la-di Ob-la-da life goes on bra!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lala how the life goes on...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Naku, &lt;strong&gt;Mapz&lt;/strong&gt;. Saan ka na kaya napadpad ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Marami akong namimiss na mga tao. Well, hindi naman ganun kadami. Hindi ko lang sila ma-enumerate ng isang pasadahan kaya parang madami. Oo nga pala. Hoy, ha. Hindi porket hindi ako nagpaparamdam eh ibig sabihin di ko kayo namimiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Walang nangyari sa pagpapataba ko ngayong summer. Feeling ko, nangayayat pa nga ako sa frustration dahil wala talaga akong makitang progress sa aking physique. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Minsan, mas gusto ko na hindi inaayos yung kwarto ko. Dahil kapag may hinahanap ako, mas madali kong naaalala yung lugar kung saan ko ito initsa kesa sa dun sa kung saan ko ito itinabi. ;)&lt;br /&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/21146542-114865234639458677?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/114865234639458677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=114865234639458677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114865234639458677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114865234639458677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/05/ob-la-di-ob-la-da-life-goes-on-bra.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-114440143120497668</id><published>2006-04-07T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T17:26:06.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;form&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme="&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; 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BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ysabela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And you'll form a band together called..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Styro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2" color="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #000000" align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memegen.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#dddd88;"&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="mireille_akiko" name="un"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1074769389" name="meme"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* got this from &lt;a href="http://clauddd.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Claud&lt;/a&gt;'s blog :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, no. Fabul's gay! But then, what the heck? I'll have 8 kids naman with Ira! Ayyy. Ayaw namin ng baby! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-114440143120497668?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/114440143120497668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=114440143120497668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114440143120497668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114440143120497668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/04/your-colorful-life-in-opm-industry-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-114389567840531003</id><published>2006-04-01T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T21:33:24.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/spuddy_buddies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Coach potato" blights name of humble spud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;London&lt;/em&gt; - British potato farmers were taking to the streets on Monday to call for the expression "couch potato" to be struck from the dictionary on the grounds that it harms the vegetable's image. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The British Potato Council wants the Oxford English Dictionary (OED) to replace the expression with the term "couch slouch", with protests planned outside parliament in London and the offices of Oxford University Press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn Race, head of marketing at the Council, which represents about 4000 growers and processors, said the group had complained in writing to the OED but had yet to receive a response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"We are trying to get rid of the image that potatoes are bad for you," she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* &lt;a href="http://www.int.iol.co.za/index.php?set_id=1&amp;click_id=29&amp;amp;art_id=qw111926412111A141" target="_blank"&gt;Click&lt;/a&gt; to view entire article. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There was this one time in our Comm class when Ma'am Tuble asked us if we knew the etymology of "coach potato" and walang nakasagot. I was Google-ing it down today and I happened to come across this article. I reckon this must be my April Fools' treat, yet I just can't help remembering Joseph Saguid on this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-114389567840531003?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/114389567840531003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=114389567840531003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114389567840531003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114389567840531003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/04/coach-potato-blights-name-of-humble.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-114329547345160536</id><published>2006-03-25T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T22:04:33.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*sigh* Summer bummer. Argh. Gusto ko nang mag-April 10! Gusto ko nang malaman kung debarred na ba ako o hindi! Mama ko. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My first two sems just wasn't at all what I had planned it would be. Hay. Sana dun nalang ako sa 2nd choice ko. Haha. AB Lit! One of UST's centers of excellence pa. I'm convinced I would've been more enthusiatic in reading literary works than those readings of ours in CA. Unfortunately, Lit doesn't offer a wide range of career choices either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm so... so... so depressed. (Na naman.) I need a hug!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the otherhand, what I really need... is a good book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-114329547345160536?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/114329547345160536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=114329547345160536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114329547345160536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114329547345160536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/03/sigh-summer-bummer.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-114261220353677747</id><published>2006-03-17T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T00:58:59.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Marami akong nakakaaliw na nakita ngayong araw na 'to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pero yung couple na nakasabay ko sa jeep pauwi - yun na siguro yung pinakadabest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nakarest yung head ni babae at mahimbing na natutulog sa shoulder ni lalake. Out of the blue, biglang nangulangot si lalake. Pagkatapos mag-dial ni lalake ay nag-loving caress ito sa face ni babae at nakipag-holding hands - ng mahigpit. Dumilat ang mga mata ni babae at ngumiti ng pagkatamis-tamis kay lalakeng namamahid ng kulangot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh, hindi ba?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ignorance is bliss! ;D&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/21146542-114261220353677747?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/114261220353677747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=114261220353677747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114261220353677747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114261220353677747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/03/marami-akong-nakakaaliw-na-nakita.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-114164880306160951</id><published>2006-03-06T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T20:40:03.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kung sino man yung dapat na magki-critique ng KIP ko sa ENG... nakakairita ka naman eh. Kung ayaw mong i-critique paper ko, di sana binalik mo nalang ulit kay Satox! Hindi yung iiwan mo lang kung saan-saan. Hmf. Nakuuu. Kagigil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay. Okay. Pasensya na. Sorry, kung sino ka man. Nadala lang ng emosyon. Anyway, if you're still interested in earning mega points, kunin mo lang sakin yung paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Over-sensitive lang talaga ako. Paano, ganun nalang kasi lagi. Pag nagkakataong absent ako sa araw na binabalik yung mga quizzes o kung anu mang paperwork, hindi na bumabalik yung mga paper ko sakin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Talaga naman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-114164880306160951?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/114164880306160951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=114164880306160951&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114164880306160951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114164880306160951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/03/kung-sino-man-yung-dapat-na-magki.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-114086993446581791</id><published>2006-02-25T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:20:21.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, a state of national emergency was declared by Madam A. in our country. Be that as it may, it was a glorious day for moi. It was my first time to go the movies all by myself. Booyah! :D&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, it wasn't as depressing as I presumed it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Hopefully when I turn eighteen or something, I won't be this dense anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Memoirs_Of_A_Geisha" target="_blank"&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha&lt;/a&gt; was good. The movie, I mean. Good, not great. It's disappointing that the people who sat next to me in the cinema had a pretty hard time grasping the names of the characters plus understanding what was actually happening. Since the film moves at a fairly rapid pace, if you haven't read the book, it'll leave you reasonably clueless with what's going on in the story. Hay. It's always like that. When they turn excellent books into movies, they never give it enough justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-114086993446581791?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/114086993446581791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=114086993446581791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114086993446581791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114086993446581791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/02/yesterday-state-of-national-emergency.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-114044900239390457</id><published>2006-02-20T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T23:47:30.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been making a list of the things they don't teach you at school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They don't teach you how to love somebody. They don't teach you how to be famous.&lt;br /&gt;They don't teach you how to be rich or how to be poor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They don't teach you how to walk away from someone you don't love any longer. They don't teach you how to know what's going on in someone else's mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They don't teach you what to say to someone who's dying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They don't teach you anything worth knowing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                                   &lt;em&gt;- Neil Gaiman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've taken a year off from school. Not that I needed a &lt;s&gt;goddamn&lt;/s&gt; break, though. And it's not that I'm not enjoying college life, either. At this point in time, I think I've lost interest in studying. Uh, I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt;. Ugh. It doesn't make any bloody difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I &lt;s&gt;almost&lt;/s&gt; always cram. Sure, I try to study but nothing gets retained in my noggin as more often than not, my brain cells are on a standstill. In spite of that, it's a miracle how I manage to make &lt;em&gt;ok&lt;/em&gt; grades. And that's precisely what bothers me. The fact that I'm perfectly contented with pulling off &lt;em&gt;just ok &lt;/em&gt;marks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was probably way too hyperactive back in highschool. That would perfectly vindicate my ZERO extra-curricular participation now in college, my frequent space outs and catnaps in class, my much-too-obvious dull-wittedness during recitations and all the other bullcrap that I've... uh... metamorphosed into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Fuck fuck fuckitty fuck fuck.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-114044900239390457?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/114044900239390457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=114044900239390457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114044900239390457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114044900239390457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/02/ive-been-making-list-of-things-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-114025455248406916</id><published>2006-02-15T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T13:55:58.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a couple of extra special people who made yesterday definitely not just any other day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://claudine-ology.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Claud&lt;/a&gt;, Kath, Merie, Tita Norma, GumBi love and everybody else who texted Valentine's Day greetings. Do forgive me. Uhm, you know who you guys are... really, THANK YOU for remembering me even though you know how horrible I can be. (Don't tell me you've forgotten how awfully forgetful I am and yes, it was V-Day and I was shamelessly "loadless".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac: Thanks for the cute owange note! Awww. Well, we both looove our blogs on Blogspot don't we? F Blogs are such a drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em: "A whole roasted hazelnut encased in a thin wafer shell filled with nutella, covered in milk chocolate and chopped hazelnuts packaged in a gold-colored wrapper" for Valentine's Day? You are just love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hanamarie.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Buns&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~razzledazzle" target="_blank"&gt;Yari&lt;/a&gt;: I think it's twisted at how I feel incredibly attached to the both of you. Haaay. If only the Tres Amigas could be solaced by Bingkays' BTOS... Every. Single. Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiddo love(r): Hmmm. SHMUUUK? ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-114025455248406916?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/114025455248406916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=114025455248406916&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114025455248406916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114025455248406916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/02/heres-couple-of-extra-special-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-114001723823648827</id><published>2006-02-13T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T14:04:41.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you had to choose between a huge swift rat and a small flying cockroach, which filthy and disgusting creature would you rather want to discover hanging around in your room? (query inspired by &lt;a href="http://hanamarie.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Buns&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but I'd more willingly go for the rat. With the rat, there's this slim chance that it'd be able to POUNCE on you in bed. And like some women who possess fully functional radars able to detect hoochie papas regardless of vast expanses, the same goes for me when it comes to my extraordinary ESP on cockroaches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call it my limited gift of foresight - which is pretty handy as I'm able to prepare before the enemy strikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you still haven't seen the "voluptuous" Camille Prats on the latest issue of FHM... then, boy. You're missing out on a HANDS DOWN photo editing feature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-114001723823648827?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/114001723823648827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=114001723823648827&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114001723823648827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/114001723823648827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/02/if-you-had-to-choose-between-huge.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-113965808801600907</id><published>2006-02-11T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T14:12:12.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night, I inadvertently got pushed down a flight of stairs. However, I regret to inform those who utterly despise me that all I received from the fall was a partially bruised lip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mental note to self: Kung ayaw mong masaktan, pag sinabing hindi pwede, HINDI PWEDE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to my orthodontist in Makati today for my monthly dental appointment. As I expected, she (my orthodontist) asked me if I had had a nasty fall recently. It turns out that she was awestruck at how the metal brackets on my front teeth had shifted because that's never happened to any of her patients before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, what I find rather amusing is that she surprised me with what she called "LaSalle-inspired" braces. My teeth now don molar bands in green and white. For some reason, she has this mindset that I’m a LaSallian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-113965808801600907?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/113965808801600907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=113965808801600907&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113965808801600907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113965808801600907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/02/last-night-i-inadvertently-got-pushed.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-113923946731680277</id><published>2006-02-06T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T01:40:03.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a&gt;Today is le great Bob Marley's birthday! &lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/fest30.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Conquer the &lt;em&gt;devils&lt;/em&gt; with a little thing called &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Bob Marley&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was back in my elementary days when I discovered Bob Marley's music, recognized as REGGAE. I came across his &lt;a href="http://www.cduniverse.com/search/xx/music/pid/3522423/a/Legend.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Legend&lt;/a&gt; album while exploring my grandmother's &lt;u&gt;cassette tape&lt;/u&gt; collection. And ever since, I've been considering the possibility that my grandma's a Bob Marley devotee - &lt;em&gt;in cognito.&lt;/em&gt; LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-113923946731680277?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/113923946731680277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=113923946731680277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113923946731680277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113923946731680277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-is-le-great-bob-marleys-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-113888872169644788</id><published>2006-02-02T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T02:16:56.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was &lt;em&gt;nearly&lt;/em&gt; run over by a truck this morning because I was such in a rush to get to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Turns out that I probably still would've made it in time even if I &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; get squashed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And then tonight, Jed, a HS friend of mine called me up because he was &lt;em&gt;missing&lt;/em&gt; HS people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And because he had nothing else to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm having doubts with my sagacity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hot air there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KIDDOLOOOOOVE!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bluebracelet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I definitely want out if I don't receive this on Valentines' Day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ain't the butterfly heart bracelet preeeeeeettttttttyyyyyyy? Now, I'm not much of a "butterfly person"... but I was so smitten with this bracelet because the shade of blue of this one is just super duper &lt;em&gt;lovely&lt;/em&gt;. By the way, this comes in five other colors and more cute accessories are up for sale at reasonable prices. Do drop by &lt;a href="http://kathanthony.multiply.com" target="_blank"&gt;Ate Kath's&lt;/a&gt; multiply site! Feel free to use the comment box for further inquiries. You can contact me if you have any orders. BILI NA! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-113888872169644788?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/113888872169644788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=113888872169644788&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113888872169644788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113888872169644788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-was-nearly-run-over-by-truck-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-113837826496628224</id><published>2006-01-27T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T02:12:15.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seeeeeeesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;inlove&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/kiddolove.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my GAYfriend&lt;/u&gt; / boyBUDDY / loverKID &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spending my days with &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; is like living in a world of fancy&lt;br /&gt;With all the beautiful people I know, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;making love in a world of vivid colours&lt;br /&gt;How often have I been there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Well it really doesn't matter, as long as we're &lt;strong&gt;two&lt;/strong&gt;gether&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I AM sooooooooooooooooooo &lt;strong&gt;inlove&lt;/strong&gt;. 8-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-113837826496628224?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/113837826496628224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=113837826496628224&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113837826496628224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113837826496628224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/01/seeeeeeesh.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-113820044670401089</id><published>2006-01-25T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T02:10:58.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So far as my Prelim grades are concerned, I find it miraculous that I did fairly well - considering the fact na imbes na mag-aral eh super sarap talaga ng &lt;strong&gt;tulog&lt;/strong&gt; ko nung Prelims. The test results came out okay, although I really need to brush up on my major. &lt;em&gt;Lord, sobrang daming thank you po talaga!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Girls are like apples - the best ones are at the top of the trees. The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think there is something wrong with them, when in reality, they are amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree. - &lt;em&gt;Author Unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Wala lang. Naaliw lang ako sa quote. It's too bad the author's unknown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-113820044670401089?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/113820044670401089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=113820044670401089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113820044670401089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113820044670401089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-far-as-my-prelim-grades-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-113793398837856740</id><published>2006-01-22T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:07:08.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, a friend asked me if I could spare some time to make a summary and a literary analysis essay for her. I was pretty reluctant about doing it not because I didn't want to - but because I suffer from a permanent case of The Block. Or as Her Royal Twistedness had put it, &lt;em&gt;constipation of the brain&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However, after reading &lt;a href="http://www.users.drew.edu/~jlenz/prolog.html" target="_blank"&gt;The Prologue to Bertrand Russell's Autobiography&lt;/a&gt; which was the required literary piece I would have to work on, I was more than glad to do her the favor. Malas nga lang niya dahil since ako yung gumawa, panget tuloy summary at lit analysis essay niya, but that's beside the point. Nagandahan talaga ako sa piece. Sobrang nakaka-inspire. =)&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/21146542-113793398837856740?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/113793398837856740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=113793398837856740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113793398837856740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113793398837856740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/01/yesterday-friend-asked-me-if-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-113791451701773486</id><published>2006-01-20T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T02:15:04.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Everyone, the &lt;strong&gt;geek&lt;/strong&gt; I am ultimately &lt;u&gt;destined&lt;/u&gt; for.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/jasonmraz-red.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But alas! Destiny is all powerful and time - &lt;em&gt;incapable&lt;/em&gt; of being transgressed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If ONLY I had used my Sun sim today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;probably&lt;/em&gt; would've been able to receive &lt;a href="http://rolfydolfy.multiply.com" target="_blank"&gt;Rolf's&lt;/a&gt; text.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THEN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;most probably&lt;/em&gt; would've been able to catch a glimpse of my... SOULMATE. (!!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Ngyerk.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I feel so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miserable&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-113791451701773486?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/113791451701773486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=113791451701773486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113791451701773486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113791451701773486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/01/everyone-geek-i-am-ultimately-destined.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21146542.post-113758596970117696</id><published>2006-01-18T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T01:43:48.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEW BLOG!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh, no. Not again." &lt;/em&gt;and other similar reactions are quite forseeable. Sorry naaaaa. I just &lt;em&gt;can't &lt;/em&gt;help it! Naaaliw talaga ako sa paggawa ng blog. Haha. Pipilitin ko talagang maaliw sa paggawa ng post this time around. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iba na ang iyong ngiti, i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ba na ang iyong tingin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nagbago nang lahat sa'yo...oohhh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sana'y hindi nakita, sana'y walang problema&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Pagkat&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;kulang ang dala kong pera...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; feel worn-out even though I've been sleeping the whole day. Plus, I'm in this... uhm, "lethargic state" again - which I just know'll &lt;strong&gt;deter&lt;/strong&gt; me from studying for our Math exam tomorrow. How &lt;em&gt;wonderful&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21146542-113758596970117696?l=caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/feeds/113758596970117696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21146542&amp;postID=113758596970117696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113758596970117696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21146542/posts/default/113758596970117696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelcustardlove.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-new-blog-oh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Marica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08557384202285228908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/dizzy_otcho18/bebe_m0i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
