<?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-6442977483816293648</id><updated>2012-02-13T00:23:57.588+08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='QUOTES'/><category term='Stalker Syndrome'/><category term='Surveys'/><category term='ARTSY FARTSY'/><category term='Pag-ibig'/><category term='Show off'/><category term='Armina Lakwatsera'/><category term='Emo Shit'/><category term='family'/><category term='ACADS'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Computer Shiz'/><category term='Tips'/><category term='New Year Special'/><category term='FANGIRL'/><category term='Pananaw sa Buhay'/><category term='Blog'/><category term='high school never ends'/><category term='Photoshop'/><category term='Buhay UP'/><title type='text'>downfalls and deadlocks</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>184</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-6831150952086649244</id><published>2012-02-12T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T00:23:57.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCL Love Love Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lab Design Competition&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;kasi sa CS Week and Valentine's Day yung theme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Di na dapat kami sasali kasi judging day na, pasko pa rin ang theme sa lab. Nakaka-intimidate pa kasi yung ibang labs, ilang araw na nagpeprepare (EHEM CVMIG :)) ).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;4 hours before judging, tsaka lang kami nagstart magdecorate. Wala na talagang pag-asa noong una kasi &amp;nbsp;may class yung labmates namin tapos dalawa lang kami ni Majo na nasa lab. Noong sumusuko na kami, naisip ni Majo na gawing motel-themed na lang yung lab. Tapos, ayun. Nagsimula na ang kalokohan dahil nagsidatingan na rin sila Cza, Alek, JP, Rael at Ace. Nakakatawa, nagset up pa kami ng kama (idea ni Cza haha), pinabanguhan na pang-love yung lab at nagpatugtog ng Careless Whisper. HAHAHAHA, honeymoon na honeymoon ang drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ayan, for fun lang talaga. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHhQSq-XbHM/TzeuRdtd9fI/AAAAAAAABYU/6oBLA9ikq1o/s1600/406464_364407863589013_158286970867771_1336821_1568718477_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHhQSq-XbHM/TzeuRdtd9fI/AAAAAAAABYU/6oBLA9ikq1o/s640/406464_364407863589013_158286970867771_1336821_1568718477_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ayan yung kama hahaha, salamat sa mga nagpahiram ng pillows. Hihi, may feathers, hearts and petals pa yan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sFLI0HtRG0/TzeuUljusKI/AAAAAAAABYk/tLCarem4v3A/s1600/424992_364407976922335_158286970867771_1336825_719665183_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sFLI0HtRG0/TzeuUljusKI/AAAAAAAABYk/tLCarem4v3A/s640/424992_364407976922335_158286970867771_1336825_719665183_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Judging time! Hahaha, mukha namang naappreciate nila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xa5m-XzceCM/TzeuaP2AuLI/AAAAAAAABY8/-RcNk2lEWHg/s1600/431102_364408000255666_158286970867771_1336826_1796874321_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xa5m-XzceCM/TzeuaP2AuLI/AAAAAAAABY8/-RcNk2lEWHg/s640/431102_364408000255666_158286970867771_1336826_1796874321_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pAX6t1m7egQ/Tzeub7wJCiI/AAAAAAAABZE/bAtHgXXWCdg/s1600/431400_364407753589024_158286970867771_1336817_1452080803_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pAX6t1m7egQ/Tzeub7wJCiI/AAAAAAAABZE/bAtHgXXWCdg/s640/431400_364407753589024_158286970867771_1336817_1452080803_n.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ang cute nung heart night light ni Cza!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IzmAlCFwM5c/Tzeud1JVDLI/AAAAAAAABZM/YDi3Gl8beU8/s1600/432103_364408080255658_158286970867771_1336830_1894946604_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IzmAlCFwM5c/Tzeud1JVDLI/AAAAAAAABZM/YDi3Gl8beU8/s640/432103_364408080255658_158286970867771_1336830_1894946604_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pansinin nyo yung Victoria Court sign sa gilid. :)) HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mBnlaB0guA/TzeuTHvho0I/AAAAAAAABYc/DhRSdDG4RoM/s1600/419890_364408070255659_158286970867771_1336829_903034763_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mBnlaB0guA/TzeuTHvho0I/AAAAAAAABYc/DhRSdDG4RoM/s640/419890_364408070255659_158286970867771_1336829_903034763_n.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SCLove forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Credits to UP DCSS for the photos :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-6831150952086649244?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6831150952086649244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/02/scl-love-love-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6831150952086649244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6831150952086649244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/02/scl-love-love-love.html' title='SCL Love Love Love!'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHhQSq-XbHM/TzeuRdtd9fI/AAAAAAAABYU/6oBLA9ikq1o/s72-c/406464_364407863589013_158286970867771_1336821_1568718477_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-7029549976986830900</id><published>2012-02-04T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T21:31:11.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye my almost lover.</title><content type='html'>One of my all time favorites. Hahaha, swak na swak sa buhay ko ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lsWsasqIoyk" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fingertips across my skin&lt;br /&gt;The palm trees swaying in the wind, images&lt;br /&gt;You sang me Spanish lullabies&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest sadness in your eyes, clever trick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd never want to see you unhappy&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd want the same for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my almost lover&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my hopeless dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to think about you&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just let me be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, my luckless romance&lt;br /&gt;My back is turned on you&lt;br /&gt;Should've known you'd bring me heartache&lt;br /&gt;Almost lovers always do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked along a crowded street&lt;br /&gt;You took my hand and danced with me, images&lt;br /&gt;And when you left you kissed my lips&lt;br /&gt;You told me you would never ever forget these images, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot go to the ocean&lt;br /&gt;I cannot try the streets at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I cannot wake up in the morning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Without you on my mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you're gone and I'm haunted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I bet you are just fine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did I make it that easy to walk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right in and out of my life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-7029549976986830900?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/7029549976986830900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/02/goodbye-my-almost-lover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7029549976986830900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7029549976986830900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/02/goodbye-my-almost-lover.html' title='Goodbye my almost lover.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lsWsasqIoyk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-1728557718332646835</id><published>2012-02-03T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T11:15:40.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Level 1 Camp Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Antagal kasi mag-upload ng pics nung groupmate ko eh, tapos sobrang excited na ko ikwento baka makalimutan ko na pag hinintay ko pa! Kaya ayan, kinuha ko yung kakarampot na pics ko mula dun sa kabilang group. Hahaha, hi Antonio! Salamat sa pics!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dahil unang PE ko 'to na mukhang maipapasa ko at hindi ko gusto i-drop, gusto ko iannounce na... WUHOO ANG SAYA MAG-PE! HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dapat, noong December pa yung camp-out nung class namin. Kaya lang, di ako nakasama dahil priority ko ang Maskipaps. Haha! Tapos, dapat magkasabay kami ni Michael sasama magcamping sa ibang class kaya lang hindi ako nakaattend nung pre-climb lecture kaya di rin ako nakasama sa kanya. Sobrang bothered ako noong una kasi wala talaga akong kakilala KAHIT ISA doon sa class na aattend-an ko pero sabi ko, bahala na. Kailangan ko na talaga makapasa ng PE dahil nga wala pa ko kahit isa! HAHA. So yun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pero mas okay din pala na wala kang kakilala sa mga ganitong sitwasyon dahil pwede ka sumabit kung kani-kanino, pwede ka mag-try ng mga bagay na di mo normally tinatry, mga ganun! Basically, you're &amp;nbsp;free! Tapos, sobrang swerte ko sa mga naging groupmates ko! ♥ Puro tawanan at kulitan at walang awkward moments. Yes, gumaganon. Tapos, naging kaclose pa namin yung isang group dahil share kami sa stove. At dun ko nakilala yun crush ko HAHAHA sobrang landi lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang dami kong natutunan sa camping namin! Bukod sa magbuild ng fire at magset up ng tent, natutunan ko ring mag skim boarding at mag-frisbee! Haha, alam naman nating di talaga ako marunong lumangoy at salamat hindi ako nalunod. Andami ko nga lang pasa sa binti at pwet dahil sa mga intense naming activities, pero all worth it naman! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, habang lumalalim yung gabi, lalong sumasaya. Gusto ko pa sanang ikwento in detail kaya lang ako lang makakaappreciate kaya wag na lang din haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero the best na part ng camp-out namin ay yung inuman! HAHAHA, sige dyan talaga ko magaling. Noong gabi kasi, hinayaan kami ni Sir na mag-inuman. First time ko uminom na hindi ko "kilala" yung mga kasama ko tapos basagan lang talaga. Yuck, sobrang loser haha, tinetreasure talaga yung moments. Ayun, anyway, ang boring ko sorry na!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSU1CQDIaBM/TytJWut2Z_I/AAAAAAAABWc/SAJ0iir1pgI/s1600/407029_2555117437958_1254624070_32007847_1084932566_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSU1CQDIaBM/TytJWut2Z_I/AAAAAAAABWc/SAJ0iir1pgI/s640/407029_2555117437958_1254624070_32007847_1084932566_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eto yung nag-iinuman na kami. Natapunan pa ko ni Bryle ng juice kaya anlagkit ko ng mga panahong yan. Sorry sa place mats namin hahahaha. Hi Antonio! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT0YQQX_0jQ/TytJbCkTrOI/AAAAAAAABWs/5g5VPp64Sac/s1600/409282_2555115517910_1254624070_32007844_290693794_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT0YQQX_0jQ/TytJbCkTrOI/AAAAAAAABWs/5g5VPp64Sac/s640/409282_2555115517910_1254624070_32007844_290693794_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dumating sa point na wala na kaming chaser kaya tubig-tubig na lang. Tapos, mga 3AM na rin yan at nagkakaubusan na ng pulutan at yosi! Nakawan na ng yosi hahahahaha. Yuck pacool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wQyDETAG3WU/TytJcZ63tbI/AAAAAAAABW0/UofX-7Cr48Y/s1600/421203_2555112557836_1254624070_32007839_310643979_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wQyDETAG3WU/TytJcZ63tbI/AAAAAAAABW0/UofX-7Cr48Y/s640/421203_2555112557836_1254624070_32007839_310643979_n.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner Time! Sorry di chronological order hahaha nauna to sa inuman. Ang saya maglutoooooo! Share kami ng stove sa kabilang group kaya kami naging close! Tapos share din kami sa food kaya fiesta hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RqiG8ZdjbjA/TytJZ1IVlEI/AAAAAAAABWk/ZOw-QPS__ik/s1600/409120_2555155718915_1254624070_32007901_1109816910_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RqiG8ZdjbjA/TytJZ1IVlEI/AAAAAAAABWk/ZOw-QPS__ik/s640/409120_2555155718915_1254624070_32007901_1109816910_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gE9MjyeEA6k/TytJgCbaXAI/AAAAAAAABXE/iW_Jq4UDTy8/s1600/431547_2555159038998_1254624070_32007907_1160612183_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gE9MjyeEA6k/TytJgCbaXAI/AAAAAAAABXE/iW_Jq4UDTy8/s640/431547_2555159038998_1254624070_32007907_1160612183_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nakakainis si Sir kasi kakatulog lang namin ng mga 3AM, nangalampag na sya ng kaldero ng 7AM. Tagpuyat! HAHAHAHA. Pero nakapagskim board at frisbee pa ulit kami. Tapos, chill chill beside the beach! Hehehe. Ampanget lang kasi sobrang tagal naming makapagluto ng lunch kaya huli kaming nakapagpack up at kami yung naupo sa center seats nung bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ayun! Yey! Sana mag-upload na talaga ng pics yung groupmate ko para makapagkwento pa ko ulit. Nabasa mo hanggang dito? True friend nga kita. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Credits to Ric (Antonio) for the photos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-1728557718332646835?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/1728557718332646835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/02/level-1-camp-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/1728557718332646835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/1728557718332646835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/02/level-1-camp-out.html' title='Level 1 Camp Out'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSU1CQDIaBM/TytJWut2Z_I/AAAAAAAABWc/SAJ0iir1pgI/s72-c/407029_2555117437958_1254624070_32007847_1084932566_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-7922575711319613119</id><published>2012-02-02T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T01:15:45.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panget ka kasi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May naging crush kasi ako sa camp out namin. HAHAHA, kung makapag-announce kala mo di sikat blog ko eh no. HAHAHA kung makapagfeeling kala mo totoo eh no. Kung makapangbore ako kala mo binabayaran ko oras mo eh no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, yun nga. Dahil sa camp out namin sa Zambales nung weekend, marami akong napagtanto. Marami kang nakikilala sa buhay mo na hindi naman talaga nagse-stay. Madalas, dumaan lang ang mga taong yon sa buhay mo para magbigay ng lesson, para paasahin ka, para saktan ka, para bigyan ka ng pag-asa. Pero kahit ano pa mang naging purpose ng mga taong yan sa buhay mo, at minsan, kahit anong pilit mong i-keep lang sila sa side mo, aalis at aalis din sila. Minsan gusto nila manatili, minsan hindi, pero panigurado, aalis sila kasi GG na ang purpose nila sa buhay mo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Katulad nung naging crush ko sa camp out namin. Pagkatapos ng less than 48 hours naming magkasama sa gilid ng dagat at mainit na buhangin, alam kong halos kasing liit na lang ng paa ko ang chances na magkita pa ulit kami. Isa na lamang syang parte ng nakaraan ko na kailangan ko na iwanan. Iniisip ko kung anong purpose nya sa buhay ko, tapos parang wala naman. Kaya sana magkita ulit kami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, sana ganun ka na lang din kadali iwanan sa nakaraan. Sana gumising na lang ako bukas tapos hindi na tayo gagawa ng marami pang alaala. Sana hindi na lang kita nakilala. Sana hindi ako nagdadrama. Sana hindi mo 'to binabasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-7922575711319613119?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/7922575711319613119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/02/panget-ka-kasi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7922575711319613119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7922575711319613119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/02/panget-ka-kasi.html' title='Panget ka kasi.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-4658956584840114732</id><published>2012-02-02T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T23:11:49.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VITAL SIGNS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And sadly (and most embarrassingly), we would rather lose an arm out a city bus window than tell you simply, "You're not the one." We are quite sure you will kill us or yourself or both—or even worse, cry and yell at us. We are pathetic. But the fact remains, even though we may not be saying it we are absolutely showing you all the time. If a dude isn't calling you when he says he will, or making sure you know that he's dating you, then you already have your answer. Stop making excuses for him, his actions are screaming the truth: He’s just not that into you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But what I can do is paint you a picture of what you'll never see when you’re with a guy who’s really into you: You’ll never see you staring maniacally at your phone, willing it to ring. You'll never see you ruining an evening with friends because you're calling for your messages every fifteen seconds. You'll never see you hating yourself for calling him when you know you shouldn't have. What you will see is you being treated so well that no phone antics will be necessary. You’ll be too busy being adored.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Greg Behrendt (He's Just Not That Into You)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eto ang nakita ko habang naghahanap ng post sa archive ko. Sinampal ako sa mukha eh. Ten million times. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-4658956584840114732?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/4658956584840114732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/02/vital-signs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4658956584840114732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4658956584840114732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/02/vital-signs.html' title='VITAL SIGNS.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-1181298650266202394</id><published>2012-01-31T10:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T10:10:36.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More SCL pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8qIRYoHOOM/TydM3VlWL7I/AAAAAAAABU8/5D_Ng6IADFA/s1600/Photo+on+2012-01-10+at+18.24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8qIRYoHOOM/TydM3VlWL7I/AAAAAAAABU8/5D_Ng6IADFA/s640/Photo+on+2012-01-10+at+18.24.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FK9ddzIRoQU/TydM4YpmVkI/AAAAAAAABVA/3D_N8pONYr0/s1600/Photo+on+2012-01-10+at+18.24+%232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FK9ddzIRoQU/TydM4YpmVkI/AAAAAAAABVA/3D_N8pONYr0/s640/Photo+on+2012-01-10+at+18.24+%232.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eqV-d81J5UE/TydM5U1BeDI/AAAAAAAABVI/q1LngZ44V6w/s1600/Photo+on+2012-01-10+at+18.24+%233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eqV-d81J5UE/TydM5U1BeDI/AAAAAAAABVI/q1LngZ44V6w/s640/Photo+on+2012-01-10+at+18.24+%233.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;JP and Me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-beTFYdp0zdU/TydM7HBQpBI/AAAAAAAABVY/FA9Sl7yq7Ag/s1600/Photo+on+2012-01-11+at+10.29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-beTFYdp0zdU/TydM7HBQpBI/AAAAAAAABVY/FA9Sl7yq7Ag/s640/Photo+on+2012-01-11+at+10.29.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fytcZeGp1xw/TydM71B7CCI/AAAAAAAABVk/vy87TG2D5-I/s1600/Photo+on+2012-01-13+at+11.01+%232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fytcZeGp1xw/TydM71B7CCI/AAAAAAAABVk/vy87TG2D5-I/s640/Photo+on+2012-01-13+at+11.01+%232.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;During extra boring long breaks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HfWoRLYzy6c/TydM-hyw32I/AAAAAAAABV0/rKQxW5dD-t0/s1600/Photo+on+2012-01-16+at+16.04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HfWoRLYzy6c/TydM-hyw32I/AAAAAAAABV0/rKQxW5dD-t0/s640/Photo+on+2012-01-16+at+16.04.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RAnV0yx6brY/TydM_96BJBI/AAAAAAAABV4/yw4kOWsjHw0/s1600/Photo+on+2012-01-16+at+16.05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RAnV0yx6brY/TydM_96BJBI/AAAAAAAABV4/yw4kOWsjHw0/s640/Photo+on+2012-01-16+at+16.05.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OzerBd2DLfY/TydNAWieK_I/AAAAAAAABWA/MTo7NahDf1E/s1600/Photo+on+2012-01-16+at+16.06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OzerBd2DLfY/TydNAWieK_I/AAAAAAAABWA/MTo7NahDf1E/s640/Photo+on+2012-01-16+at+16.06.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Monday Thesis! Hehe, hi Shane, JP and Rey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-1181298650266202394?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/1181298650266202394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-scl-pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/1181298650266202394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/1181298650266202394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-scl-pics.html' title='More SCL pics!'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8qIRYoHOOM/TydM3VlWL7I/AAAAAAAABU8/5D_Ng6IADFA/s72-c/Photo+on+2012-01-10+at+18.24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-7460229770759357410</id><published>2012-01-27T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T12:41:38.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IE 3 Win!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*Sorry sobrang boring nito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pinagdala kasi kami ng raw eggs kanina sa IE 3 by group (ako, Rael at Carlo lang ang present). Pagdating namin don, egg drop challenge pala ang drama ni Sir. Binigyan kami ng 2 pcs ng rubber bands, limang pirasong bond paper at three meters ng masking tape. Kailangan naming gumawa ng pod for the egg na pag ni-sling shot mula sa 4th floor ay malayo ang mararating at hindi mababasag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang idea nung samin (sorry walang pics huhu) ay dalawang origami hats (yung joke time hats) na pinagsuklob tapos puro gulagulanit na papers sa loob. Ang masasabi ko lang, sobrang pangit talaga nung sa amin. Tapos, nung slining shot namin ay pangatlo sa pinaka-supot. As in wala pa sigurong one meter na horizontal distance mula sa wall ng Eng'g.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eto ang malupit. (Yuck epal). Pag kasi nabasag yung egg, automatic na disqualified. Noong chinecheck na yung pods, isa-isang nadidiscover na basag silang lahat. Hanggang sa pagdating sa amin, hindi basag! SERYOSO. :)) Pang 9/12 kami sa pinaka-malayong narating. Tapos lahat ng nauna sa amin, basag! :)) Nag-end up na kami pa ang first place. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sobrang sigaw namin ni Carlo at Rael dahil sobrang joke time nung amin. Epic win is epic! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;K wala lang. ZZZZZZZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-7460229770759357410?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/7460229770759357410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/ie-3-win.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7460229770759357410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7460229770759357410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/ie-3-win.html' title='IE 3 Win!'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-5774040549290245290</id><published>2012-01-24T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T16:14:31.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sipain kita dyan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gusto ko lang i-share sa'yo ang isang bagay na natutunan ko recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi requirement na narereciprocate ang feelings mo kapag may gusto ka sa isang tao. Madalas kasi, goal natin na kapag gusto natin ang isang tao ay somehow, someday ay mapansin nila tayo at magkaroon ng happy ever after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Siguro nga sinasabi ko lang 'to dahil alam na, pero sa totoo lang, it really doesn't matter. Siguro sa umpisa, kapag nadiscover mong di ka nya gusto, masasaktan ka kasi iisipin mo, "ano bang mali sakin bukod sa mukha ko?" HAHA JOKE LANG. Pero ayun, nasaktan ka lang naman kasi nabasag yung ego mo, tsaka yung pride mo. Pero pag tiningnan mo, hindi naman talaga nagbago yung feelings mo para sa kanya, hindi naman talaga nabawasan. Kasi, di mo naman sya ginusto para gustuhin ka rin nya. Ginusto mo sya dahil nakakatuwa sya, dahil gwapo sya, dahil magaling sya magreport, dahil ang ganda ng ngiti nya, dahil ang funny ng mga jokes nya, &amp;nbsp;ang ganda ng kamay nya at ang linis ng tenga nya. Diba?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yun. Wag ka na malungkot dahil narealize mong wala kang pag-asa sa kanya. Sobrang daming bagay para ipagpasalamat. Nakilala mo sya, nadiscover mo na nag-eexist pala ang mga taong katulad nya na sa sobrang pagkaperfect ay pakiramdam mo, kahit yung pawis niya amoy Downy. May nagmotivate sa'yo na mag-aral mabuti, na pumasok araw-araw, na maghilod ng tatlong beses, na ngumiti na parang sira-ulo. Diba?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wag mo kakalimutan na hindi mo kailangan ng kapalit para magmahal ng tunay. YES HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alam ko, hindi ako nagmake sense. Pero sana matouch ka. Hindi na hate posts ang sinusulat ko tungkol sa'yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-5774040549290245290?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/5774040549290245290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/sipain-kita-dyan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5774040549290245290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5774040549290245290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/sipain-kita-dyan.html' title='Sipain kita dyan.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-4423421645269192453</id><published>2012-01-24T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T16:15:25.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sukob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi talaga ako fan ng horror movies. Nabubwisit ako sa mga nakakatakot na palabas lalo na yung tipong nananahimik kang nanonood ng favorite soap opera mo tapos lalabas yung trailer/commercial ng katatakutan. Bukod kasi sa wala namang moral ang mga horror shows kundi tumili ka nang malakas kapag natatakot ka pero wala pa ring makakarinig sayo, eh pepestehin ka pa nito paulit-ulit bago ka matulog, pag magtutoothbrush ka sa gabi, pag nakapikit ka sa shower. Yung ganun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Masarap lang atang manood ng horror movies kapag may kayakap ka eh, o kaya pag tinatakot mo yung kapatid mo. Or kung kailangan mo mag-aral pero ayaw mo kaya kahit ano na lang gagawin mo wag ka lang maharap sa libro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pero wala lang. Kahit na gaano pa nakakatakot ang lahat ng horror films na kinailangan kong panuorin, wala pa ring mas nakakatakot sa araw na magigising ako tapos di mo na ko papansinin dahil di mo na ko kailangan sa buhay mo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS.&amp;nbsp;Fan ako ni Kris Aquino kaya napanood ko lahat ng horror movies nya okay. HAHA. Don't judge me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-4423421645269192453?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/4423421645269192453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/sukob.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4423421645269192453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4423421645269192453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/sukob.html' title='Sukob'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-6359287205861593107</id><published>2012-01-23T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T13:20:30.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katy Perry ❤</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Naniniwala na talaga ako na pag naniwala ka sa isang bagay, at alam mo sa puso mo na ito talaga ang gusto mo, one way or another, magcoconspire ang universe para matupad ito para sa'yo. YUN OH, andaming sinabi! Ang bottomline lang ay, sobrang saya ko na nakanood ako ng Katy Perry California Dreams Tour kanina! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wala kasi talaga akong pera at kasama pero in the end, nandun na kami ni Orlie, Jean at Mark sa Silver seating ng MOA Concert grounds. Salamat sa parents ko, sa mga sumuporta sakin at sa lahat ng believers ko YUCK WHAAAAT HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the best experiences ito ng buhay ko dahil sobrang kakaiba pala ng feeling na marinig mo ng live na kinakanta ang favorite songs mo ng favorite artist mo. Halos mamatay na talaga kami ni Jean noong narinig namin yung The One That Got Away tsaka Not Like The Movies! Magkasunod pa. Hihi!&amp;nbsp;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sobrang dreams do come true talagaaaaa! Sabi nga ni Katy Perry, &lt;b&gt;no regrets, just love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jusDmJHT2MY/TxzsaGPQNHI/AAAAAAAABUo/cQn6m3Jn_fQ/s1600/405382_2537889813374_1437485907_2010287_1911915249_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jusDmJHT2MY/TxzsaGPQNHI/AAAAAAAABUo/cQn6m3Jn_fQ/s640/405382_2537889813374_1437485907_2010287_1911915249_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ticket at daliri ni Mark! :)) Hahaha, sya na kasi ang fully documented ang experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ekreM9EzBE/Txxoc2bXaHI/AAAAAAAABT4/lblrAV5r38o/s1600/SDC11496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ekreM9EzBE/Txxoc2bXaHI/AAAAAAAABT4/lblrAV5r38o/s640/SDC11496.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ang mga kaladkarin kong friends, hihi! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-id4BGITGUy4/TxxpD4WXhsI/AAAAAAAABUA/Qlx5ccLtlG0/s1600/SDC11553.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-id4BGITGUy4/TxxpD4WXhsI/AAAAAAAABUA/Qlx5ccLtlG0/s640/SDC11553.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not Like The Movies!&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;HAHAHA, tapos tingnan nyo yung nadaanan namin pauwi. Mahal Kita Drive Thru! BENTA =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47sqsPg0s7w/TxzsXWaiblI/AAAAAAAABUg/_TnNdjpQHNw/s1600/399564_2537959455115_1437485907_2010499_1223628417_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47sqsPg0s7w/TxzsXWaiblI/AAAAAAAABUg/_TnNdjpQHNw/s640/399564_2537959455115_1437485907_2010499_1223628417_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&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/6442977483816293648-6359287205861593107?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6359287205861593107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6359287205861593107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6359287205861593107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='Katy Perry ❤'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jusDmJHT2MY/TxzsaGPQNHI/AAAAAAAABUo/cQn6m3Jn_fQ/s72-c/405382_2537889813374_1437485907_2010287_1911915249_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2757171033112766842</id><published>2012-01-21T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T19:35:42.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Number one.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baka sabihin nyo, sobrang papansin ko eh. Pero dahil alam kong binabasa ito ni Carlo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ND6evHxMPw/TxrKuWuZelI/AAAAAAAABTw/syrvAm6TKck/s1600/Picture0028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ND6evHxMPw/TxrKuWuZelI/AAAAAAAABTw/syrvAm6TKck/s640/Picture0028.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALAMAT FOR THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nagrereklamo kasi ako kay Carlo noong isang gabi na malungkot ako. Tas sabi nya, bibigyan nya na lang ako ng chocolates para wag na akong sad. Actually, nagrequest ako sa kanya. HAHA. Akala ko, flat tops lang or something. Tapos, nagulat ako na sobrang laki! :) Eh, favorite ko pa naman ito, kaya parang na-teary-eyed pa ko HAHAHA JOKE LANG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks Carlo! Tama akong pinili kong maging kaibigan ka. HAHA, pa-epal :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Number two.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eto yung last two lines sa Hunger Games Trilogy. Nasabi ko na bang favorite ko yon? At nasabi ko na bang PeeNiss forever? HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EbQaLNCYQ4o/TxrJJQcQQRI/AAAAAAAABTo/VyuCz0RSBMY/s1600/tumblr_lx4cokRzK01qbw4dpo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EbQaLNCYQ4o/TxrJJQcQQRI/AAAAAAAABTo/VyuCz0RSBMY/s1600/tumblr_lx4cokRzK01qbw4dpo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after, when he whispers, "You love me. Real or not real?"&lt;br /&gt;I tell him, "Rael."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Number three.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f6ySSvq3Aqc/TxrHvklZbpI/AAAAAAAABTg/gxuUPM_eRQ4/s1600/gamegame.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="532" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f6ySSvq3Aqc/TxrHvklZbpI/AAAAAAAABTg/gxuUPM_eRQ4/s640/gamegame.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya lang ako dahil rank 47 na ko sa Tetris Battle. Haha, yey. 53 ranks na lang. YUCK EPAL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2757171033112766842?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2757171033112766842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2757171033112766842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2757171033112766842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ND6evHxMPw/TxrKuWuZelI/AAAAAAAABTw/syrvAm6TKck/s72-c/Picture0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2654744704285552462</id><published>2012-01-21T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T20:55:29.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitches be crazy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sabi ko two months ago:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Sabi ko noon, pag dumating na naman ang ganitong klase ng mga pagkakataon, magiging mas matalino na ko, mas maingat, at mas mailap. Hindi ko na maaaring hayaan na ako na naman ang paikutin ng pangyayari imbes na ako ang magpaikot dito. Hindi ko na hahayaang higupin na naman ng isang kumunoy na sa huli, wala namang gustong magligtas sa akin.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sabi ko naman ngayon, sobrang hirap pala tumakas sa ganitong mga klaseng pagkakataon. Minsan akala mo, hawak mo sa kamay mo yung mga nangyayari, pero di mo napapansin, nilalamon ka na naman ng emosyon mo. &amp;nbsp;Sabi mo hindi malalim, pero hinuhukay mo na pala ang sarili mong paglilibingan. Di ka na naman makatulog pag gabi, di mo na naman mapigilan mag-isip. Hindi mo na naman maintindihan kung anong dapat mong nararamdaman. Dahil sa totoo lang, masaya ka sa nangyayari at di mo rin alam kung bakit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2654744704285552462?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2654744704285552462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/bitches-be-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2654744704285552462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2654744704285552462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/bitches-be-crazy.html' title='Bitches be crazy.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8019402143471829593</id><published>2012-01-21T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T20:56:45.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got your back, Jack.</title><content type='html'>Minsan kailangan mo ibigay kung anong hinihingi ng iba para mapatunayang hindi ito ang hinahanap nila.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8019402143471829593?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8019402143471829593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-got-your-back-jack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8019402143471829593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8019402143471829593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-got-your-back-jack.html' title='I got your back, Jack.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-5288882829064308119</id><published>2012-01-14T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T22:14:57.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That awkward moment when...</title><content type='html'>NAGING CRUSH NA NYA LAHAT MALIBAN SA'YO. DAHIL &lt;strike&gt;TRUE FRIEND&lt;/strike&gt; PANGIT KA. BOOM BOOM POW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hindi ako nagsusulat ngayon para i-discuss ang ugly zone dahil hindi ako makarelate dyan. Kaya eto na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Z2IzwFsTSQ/TxGInY8HzDI/AAAAAAAABR0/r0nHa3SHqUk/s1600/327924_2924542803440_1556981114_2848205_52256999_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Z2IzwFsTSQ/TxGInY8HzDI/AAAAAAAABR0/r0nHa3SHqUk/s640/327924_2924542803440_1556981114_2848205_52256999_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G8X-WyqazDk/TxGIsId4nJI/AAAAAAAABR8/F5CM1YV62X8/s1600/332704_2924559243851_1556981114_2848210_733893696_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G8X-WyqazDk/TxGIsId4nJI/AAAAAAAABR8/F5CM1YV62X8/s640/332704_2924559243851_1556981114_2848210_733893696_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNwemX91D3Y/TxGIyrdaD-I/AAAAAAAABSE/IoshQKUKfds/s1600/413158_2924438640836_1556981114_2848151_1935176933_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNwemX91D3Y/TxGIyrdaD-I/AAAAAAAABSE/IoshQKUKfds/s640/413158_2924438640836_1556981114_2848151_1935176933_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nagkita-kita kami ng 1st year college friends ko kahapon. May mga bagay na kaya mo talagang ipagpalit sa love life, sa acads, at mas maraming pera sa wallet. (OR NOT, PABIDA LANG). I miss you and I love you, AAACDFS! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At ang mga susunod na mga larawan ay photos from three years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Vi_xo2oegk/TxGI0JgKhNI/AAAAAAAABSM/WfHC5bUIi78/s1600/DSC-1369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Vi_xo2oegk/TxGI0JgKhNI/AAAAAAAABSM/WfHC5bUIi78/s1600/DSC-1369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyKotHfuwyU/TxGI15FPdFI/AAAAAAAABSU/mIx5y-oayDs/s1600/DSC-1760.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyKotHfuwyU/TxGI15FPdFI/AAAAAAAABSU/mIx5y-oayDs/s1600/DSC-1760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CaJNfvyFT6E/TxGI4dBGilI/AAAAAAAABSk/WJ2dR0zdC3w/s1600/DSC-1826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CaJNfvyFT6E/TxGI4dBGilI/AAAAAAAABSk/WJ2dR0zdC3w/s1600/DSC-1826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9nypYf79aOY/TxGI5jUTyzI/AAAAAAAABSs/7uZ3ryHcTaA/s1600/DSC-1943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9nypYf79aOY/TxGI5jUTyzI/AAAAAAAABSs/7uZ3ryHcTaA/s1600/DSC-1943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, wala yung boys. Nasa ugly zone. HAHAHAHA joke lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-5288882829064308119?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/5288882829064308119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/that-awkward-moment-when.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5288882829064308119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5288882829064308119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/that-awkward-moment-when.html' title='That awkward moment when...'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Z2IzwFsTSQ/TxGInY8HzDI/AAAAAAAABR0/r0nHa3SHqUk/s72-c/327924_2924542803440_1556981114_2848205_52256999_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2007843509798861165</id><published>2012-01-14T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T21:40:12.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you fall for a shooting star?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Siguro pang-limang attempt ko na ito mula kahapon gumawa ng post na magpapaliwanag sa lahat ng nararamdaman at naiisip ko. Pero nag-eend up lang na walang pinatutunguhan.&amp;nbsp;Narealize kong kahit nga pala ako, hindi ko rin maipaliwanag sa sarili ko. At kahit nga pala ang nararamdaman ko, wala ring patutunguhan. Pero seryoso,&amp;nbsp;pangako, kahit ano pa kalabasan nito, ipupublish ko na. Para matahimik na ako at makapagmove on sa pakiramdam na wala akong natatapos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kagabi pa ko tinatanong ni Jean kung nag-sink in na ba. Pero wala eh. Hindi talaga. Tapos, nakahiga lang ako kanina sa kama ko at narealize ko. Alam ko kung bakit hindi nagsisink in. Kasi, hindi naman nabago yung paniniwala ko eh. Sa puso at isipan ko, totoo talaga lahat ng inakala kong naramdaman ko. Kaya pag may inaalala akong mga bagay, natatawa pa rin ako. Masaya pa rin ang thoughts ko. Pero nabobother talaga ako sa thought na hindi "nag-sink in". At yun ang problema ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In other news, naisip ko lang. Mahirap siguro maging inodoro. Bigla akong natawa sa sinulat ko HAHA. Pero seryoso. Pakiramdam ko, sobrang nakakasawa (minsan) maging saluhan ng sama ng loob ng ibang tao. Buti pa nga yung inodoro eh, isang flush lang, nalelet go na rin ang dumi. Minsan kasi, naiipon lang lahat sa'yo yung problema ng iba tapos ang bigat bigat dahil ikaw rin mismo, maraming problema. Sana libag na lang na pwede mo kuskusin. Pero hindi. Madalas, tumatagos hanggang buto. Lalo na kapag nagrereklamo sila sa love life na di nila maayos. Tapos ikaw, tatawa ka na lang kasi di mo masabi na bakit ba kasi di mo makitang mas matinong babae ako dyan. YES PARANG MAY PINAGHUHUGUTAN WALA NAMAN. Minsan, mababadtrip ka na lang kasi ikaw rin, wala kang lovelife. Meron... DATI. Tapos isang malaking failure lang. So anong maaadvice mo, kung paano ipagpalit sa ... OPS. Kaya, Jeanie Roast, pasensya na sa sobrang dami kong binabatong tae sa'yo. Ikaw kasi ang inodoro ko. Sobrang baboy na ng post na 'to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2007843509798861165?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2007843509798861165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/did-you-fall-for-shooting-star.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2007843509798861165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2007843509798861165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/did-you-fall-for-shooting-star.html' title='Did you fall for a shooting star?'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-3727641342143545450</id><published>2012-01-13T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T11:11:27.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so borreeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Me with my best college buddy, Shane! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-En7SKkUcqTM/Tw-U25mmsWI/AAAAAAAABQ8/OEWKjQ3vwYw/s1600/Photo+on+2012-01-10+at+11.54+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-En7SKkUcqTM/Tw-U25mmsWI/AAAAAAAABQ8/OEWKjQ3vwYw/s640/Photo+on+2012-01-10+at+11.54+%25232.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nKEG0d6ndvg/Tw-U5JYDQ5I/AAAAAAAABRI/PSB1ZXiBnw8/s1600/Photo+on+2012-01-10+at+11.55+%25234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nKEG0d6ndvg/Tw-U5JYDQ5I/AAAAAAAABRI/PSB1ZXiBnw8/s640/Photo+on+2012-01-10+at+11.55+%25234.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Ang best friend mo na lang ay ang sofa sa Serials o kaya naman ang cubicles na pwedeng tulugan sa library. Hindi ko nga rin alam kung paano ako nakasurvive ng buhay third year na araw-araw lang akong nakatunganga sa may pink tables at nag-iinternet. Kung wala pa siguro akong laptop noon, baka kumakain na lang ako ng damo sa lagoon para lang may magawa. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kaya naman, sobrang lifestyle change talaga noong nag-fourth year na kami at nagkaroon na ng permanenteng tirahan -- ang aming lab. Kahit na merong pangamba ang bawat araw na bigla na lang pumasok ang thesis adviser namin, magwala at pakainin kami ng keyboard, ang sarap sarap pa rin ng buhay na merong lab. Bukod sa free aircon na nakakakinis ng kutis at free internet wantusawa, eh ang sarap ng pakiramdam na meron kang constant friends na laging makakakwentuhan. Hindi ka na mangangambang maglunch mag-isa dahil may makakaladkad ka umorder sa Jollibee anytime (HI ALEK HAHA). Yung ganun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nakakatuwa pa dahil sa umpisa, hindi mo naman talaga kilala lahat ng labmates mo (kahit nga thesis groupmates mo eh). Pero paglipas ng panahon, hindi mo namamalayan, naiinlove ka na pala. HAHA joke lang. Di mo namamalayan, lahat sila nakakakwentuhan mo na, nakakatawanan mo na. Di man kayo lahat magbebestfriends, ay parang nag-iimprove talaga ang friendship nyo. Sobrang corny na ng paragraph na ito kaya itigil na natin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ayun, eto siguro ang isa pinakamamimiss ko pag grumaduate na ako (or kapag nag-5th year na ko). Yung i-chachat mo na lang si Shane na nasa kabilang lab kapag gusto mo kumain, or bubuksan mo na lang yung pinto ng CVMIG kapag kailangan mo ng kausap or paghihile-hilera mo na lang yung mga upuan kapag gusto mo matulog or basta. Ang saya ko talaga sa lab ko! Dahil maraming free stuff-- free water, free ballpen, free paper, free everything! Para na kong siraulo hahaha at andami ko na naisulat di ko pa rin sigurado kung anong point ko. HAHA. Basta, ayun. I'm gonna miss this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2178594876421870829?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2178594876421870829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/scl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2178594876421870829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2178594876421870829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/scl.html' title='SCL!'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xws1hFiypaE/Twk4RVcn0TI/AAAAAAAABQM/e5GrrNnAtuE/s72-c/403082_2397367859866_1421098063_31965923_530282566_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2910627990759018855</id><published>2012-01-06T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T23:46:04.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Productivity</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.8590076225809753"&gt;&lt;img height="480" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-UfGHHKyGHmFZ2nExX0q9LpmTfRrlG0uuMmEHsGpOz0hKtYEaVa6BJViVtDghsQDflfutHaOLLqsfTcAaZba9DHBLkwGvekfmWLLnko_frMT-_fRER0" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Marami na akong mga maling desisyong nagawa sa buhay ko pero hindi kasali doon ang pagkuha ko ng IE 3 ngayong sem. Hahahaha, favorite subject ko na talaga 'to at di ko rin maintindihan kung bakit. Ay naiintindihan ko pala, tinatamad lang ako magpaliwanag. Anyway, napapost lang ako dahil first ever picture ko ito kasama ang aking groupmates (with Ace and Ate Ning) Hehehehehehe. Wala langs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2910627990759018855?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2910627990759018855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/productivity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2910627990759018855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2910627990759018855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/productivity.html' title='Productivity'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-9087403255846915489</id><published>2012-01-05T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T01:24:02.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ehhh hehehe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I'd rather wonder than get answers I can't live with."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pag mayroon kang hindi maintindihan, itanong mo. Ganun lang naman kasimple ang lahat dapat eh. Kaya lang, pag bubuka na ang bibig mo para ibulalas ang magic words, bigla na lang papasok ang kung ano anong &amp;nbsp;problema katulad nang nahihiya ka, natatakot ka sa maririnig mo, mawawasak ang ego mo, magagalit yung kausap mo... at sandamakmak pang kawirduhan ang tatakbo sa isip mo. Hanggang sa, sige, wag na lang, mag-aassume na lang ako. Tapos boom, mali pala. Pero minsan, mas okay na talagang hindi mo alam eh, kasi masakit ang katotohanan. ANG ARTE HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kaya ako, manigas na ang malambot, pumuti na ang mata ko, tubuan na ng paa sa noo si Shane at lumutin na ako dito, hindi ako magtatanong. Sabi nga ni Francis, hindi na mahalaga kung reality o fantasy ang ginagalawan mo basta you find peace in your heart, yun ang nagmamatter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang labo ng sinabi ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-9087403255846915489?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/9087403255846915489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/ehhh-hehehe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/9087403255846915489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/9087403255846915489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/ehhh-hehehe.html' title='Ehhh hehehe.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8334875981231360100</id><published>2012-01-04T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T01:33:50.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of new year posts that never happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cqSiKdrESJw/TwRuuohw1XI/AAAAAAAABOc/6QYwZgj9o4M/s1600/Picture0023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cqSiKdrESJw/TwRuuohw1XI/AAAAAAAABOc/6QYwZgj9o4M/s1600/Picture0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, Jean got me this planner when she went to Korea during the break. Yeyyy, it's so simple and cute and pretty just like me! Hahaha. It says "AU FIL DES SAISONS". It's French for "OVER THE SEASONS". Hehe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P4qSDI_-6_0/TwRuvkzb40I/AAAAAAAABOk/-2lt0slxw_M/s1600/Picture0024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P4qSDI_-6_0/TwRuvkzb40I/AAAAAAAABOk/-2lt0slxw_M/s1600/Picture0024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hehehe, this is how the inside looks like! :D Jobelle gave me that pink bookmark, hehe also from Korea! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EkIFfMLeymw/TwRuwacIaNI/AAAAAAAABOs/EF02fyrv4aw/s1600/Picture0026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EkIFfMLeymw/TwRuwacIaNI/AAAAAAAABOs/EF02fyrv4aw/s1600/Picture0026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aaaaaand, my mom gave me these cute pens hehe! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8334875981231360100?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8334875981231360100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/of-new-year-posts-that-never-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8334875981231360100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8334875981231360100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/of-new-year-posts-that-never-happened.html' title='Of new year posts that never happened'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cqSiKdrESJw/TwRuuohw1XI/AAAAAAAABOc/6QYwZgj9o4M/s72-c/Picture0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-104921435272970456</id><published>2012-01-04T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T01:36:13.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeeeeeyyyyyy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Soooo, Cza, Jobelle and I had the opportunity to be CURSOR's heads for this year's Maskipaps. Probably one of the best experiences I've had of Eng'g Week (Photo Sprinteng'g is still the best in my heart haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had so much fun (and stress) going to ukay-ukays for the costumes, going to Divisoria to buy feathers and fabric, raiding Landmark and SM Department Store for the cheapest bras, and of course, making and sewing all the costumes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Although we didn't make it to the top 3, we're still proud of how we pulled it off despite the low budget (haha kidding). Plus, we earned the People's Choice Award! HAHA. Look at all the costumes we made, they're really cuuuute! Of course, we could have not done it without the support and help from our friends and the ORG! &amp;lt;3 So thank youuuuuu! Hehe, GO CURSOOOOOR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gv7wYFCkW9A/TwRy4AHM_VI/AAAAAAAABO4/rDwcTQRGY0A/s1600/374842_2854210511758_1154407700_33247230_1192888800_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gv7wYFCkW9A/TwRy4AHM_VI/AAAAAAAABO4/rDwcTQRGY0A/s640/374842_2854210511758_1154407700_33247230_1192888800_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uRKRACCT88/TwR1o9mGdOI/AAAAAAAABPk/J--GwUT9PtE/s1600/378625_2854205151624_1154407700_33247224_2046898949_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uRKRACCT88/TwR1o9mGdOI/AAAAAAAABPk/J--GwUT9PtE/s640/378625_2854205151624_1154407700_33247224_2046898949_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zDwZUlt3ssQ/TwRy8vzzgyI/AAAAAAAABPI/SYVKmTI1Fg0/s1600/381926_2854224192100_1154407700_33247243_1307387328_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zDwZUlt3ssQ/TwRy8vzzgyI/AAAAAAAABPI/SYVKmTI1Fg0/s640/381926_2854224192100_1154407700_33247243_1307387328_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our models! Hehe, they did great (Especially Jet's abs WHAAAAAT)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X2w5wWH2KBI/TwR1qUIhxAI/AAAAAAAABPs/b-zxZ_eyZc8/s1600/394310_2854207511683_1154407700_33247228_374544541_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X2w5wWH2KBI/TwR1qUIhxAI/AAAAAAAABPs/b-zxZ_eyZc8/s640/394310_2854207511683_1154407700_33247228_374544541_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the mommies! Hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PFnp3Cd34dY/TwRy9y0RvMI/AAAAAAAABPQ/_ImFgV-TN-M/s1600/395671_2397363099747_1421098063_31965907_1527135152_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PFnp3Cd34dY/TwRy9y0RvMI/AAAAAAAABPQ/_ImFgV-TN-M/s640/395671_2397363099747_1421098063_31965907_1527135152_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19RwNM5KiQ0/TwRy_I-O1jI/AAAAAAAABPY/ey9KZHqll3w/s1600/407276_2397362899742_1421098063_31965905_961131905_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19RwNM5KiQ0/TwRy_I-O1jI/AAAAAAAABPY/ey9KZHqll3w/s640/407276_2397362899742_1421098063_31965905_961131905_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, we had to try the costumes, too! HAHAHA LOL. My favorite part: making the costumes (and trying them on haha)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the links of the videos hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VFXWUG5Ozw4"&gt;MASKIPAPS VIDEO (CURSOR)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bTIG6ljo-5U"&gt;Group Performance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QSmGJpjjSCY"&gt;Pair Performance&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/6442977483816293648-104921435272970456?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/104921435272970456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/yeeeeeyyyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/104921435272970456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/104921435272970456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2012/01/yeeeeeyyyyyy.html' title='Yeeeeeyyyyyy!'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gv7wYFCkW9A/TwRy4AHM_VI/AAAAAAAABO4/rDwcTQRGY0A/s72-c/374842_2854210511758_1154407700_33247230_1192888800_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-5549543308502900026</id><published>2011-12-26T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T14:12:53.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fictional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Araw-araw kong kinukumbinsi ang sarili ko na hindi ako malulunod sa karagatang pilit kong tinatanaw kung anong nasa ilalim. At katulad ng iba kong naisulat tungkol sa iyo, ako lang ang makakaintindi sa sarili ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Araw-araw kinukumbinsi ko ang sarili ko na magkaiba ang direksyon na tinutumbok natin. At umaasa ako na doon ka nakatingin sa lugar na hindi ako masasaktan at hindi ako malulunod. Inaasahan kong hahawakan mo ang aking kamay at hihilahin sa pinupuntahan mo, &amp;nbsp;dahil sa totoo lang, hindi ko na gusto kung saan ako patungo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-5549543308502900026?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/5549543308502900026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/fictional.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5549543308502900026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5549543308502900026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/fictional.html' title='Fictional'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8531904002482169750</id><published>2011-12-10T10:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T10:33:24.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K, epal lang hahaha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sobrang natakot ako kahapon kay Rael muntik ko na sya idelete sa Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CjpwyqpJsqI/TuLBVmwNT3I/AAAAAAAABNs/Uov_QUjtdzo/s1600/irita.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CjpwyqpJsqI/TuLBVmwNT3I/AAAAAAAABNs/Uov_QUjtdzo/s1600/irita.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;HAHAHAHA. Akala ko magugulpi na rin ako eh. Para kasing kaya talaga nya gawin eh HAHAHAHA joke.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Nakakatawa, sobrang kinabahan talaga ako bilang may trauma na talaga ako sa mga drivers at violence dahil nga dun sa &lt;a href="http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/worst-taxi-experience-ever.html"&gt;worst taxi experience ever&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;ko. Noong binasa ko ulit, natatawa ako kung bakit ako naniwala, mukhang tanga lang. Makapagyosi na nga lang hahahaha k joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8531904002482169750?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8531904002482169750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/hihihi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8531904002482169750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8531904002482169750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/hihihi.html' title='K, epal lang hahaha.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CjpwyqpJsqI/TuLBVmwNT3I/AAAAAAAABNs/Uov_QUjtdzo/s72-c/irita.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8504823332526975953</id><published>2011-12-10T09:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T10:14:32.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yey, Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Yey, dinecorate na namin for Christmas yung lab namin! Epal nga yung CVMIG eh, gaya-gaya! HAHAHAHA joke lang. Dahil nagpapaka-leader kami ni Cza, kami nagdecide na dapat kulay pink yung lab. HAHA. To think na apat lang talaga kaming girls sa lab. Anyway, super cute naman eh. Ni-require pa namin lahat ng SCL members na magdonate for the decors pero dahil mayaman si Cza, mostly dyan sya nagbayad. Thanks Cza! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAQZyyLlvGc/TuK12Iyyk3I/AAAAAAAABMs/hECRewsYHxU/s1600/IMAG2900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="383" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAQZyyLlvGc/TuK12Iyyk3I/AAAAAAAABMs/hECRewsYHxU/s640/IMAG2900.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eto yung itsura ng lab namin from the outside. CUUUTE! Haha. Pakihanap yung nag-iisang hindi cute sa picture na 'to HAHAHAHA. Di talaga namin binubuksan yung ilaw sa lab madalas kasi... masaya pag madilim. Hahaha Awww, I really love my lab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vnnkMu60mfc/TuK8kyIgSHI/AAAAAAAABNk/4hXOm5fVhTo/s1600/IMAG2907000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vnnkMu60mfc/TuK8kyIgSHI/AAAAAAAABNk/4hXOm5fVhTo/s640/IMAG2907000.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yey, me and Cza! &amp;lt;3 Ang cute nung ribbons, no? Kami ni JP gumawa nyan hahaha yuck proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FSZe8KGgDk0/TuK2DfIHuvI/AAAAAAAABM0/kKrvxF8pFRM/s1600/IMAG2903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FSZe8KGgDk0/TuK2DfIHuvI/AAAAAAAABM0/kKrvxF8pFRM/s640/IMAG2903.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas balls! &amp;lt;3 Eto yung favorite part ko sa lahat! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hRA-swZGn7s/TuK2PpRx37I/AAAAAAAABM8/8Uii06YNPL4/s1600/IMAG2904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hRA-swZGn7s/TuK2PpRx37I/AAAAAAAABM8/8Uii06YNPL4/s640/IMAG2904.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gUwj2HzcJRg/TuK2cJzmcbI/AAAAAAAABNE/um_WUXLlk6Y/s1600/IMAG2905.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gUwj2HzcJRg/TuK2cJzmcbI/AAAAAAAABNE/um_WUXLlk6Y/s640/IMAG2905.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our board! Ang cute nung butterfly! At nung lights!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wN8b2Y6Pf5g/TuK2v5_kNZI/AAAAAAAABNU/nyB-Rp0Q-ZA/s1600/Photo0613.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wN8b2Y6Pf5g/TuK2v5_kNZI/AAAAAAAABNU/nyB-Rp0Q-ZA/s640/Photo0613.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;That's me! HAHAHAHA Yuck epal! Yan yung work station namin aka free internet, free tambay at free chismisan! Hahahahaha, ang cute nung pink heart stickers namin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kPecENg3R9E/TuK24XN_S4I/AAAAAAAABNc/2-RSo8SIyEk/s1600/Photo0617.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kPecENg3R9E/TuK24XN_S4I/AAAAAAAABNc/2-RSo8SIyEk/s640/Photo0617.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yey, SCLove Forever! HAHAHAHA &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pics from &lt;a href="http://supercza.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cza&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ganda! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8504823332526975953?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8504823332526975953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/yey-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8504823332526975953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8504823332526975953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/yey-christmas.html' title='Yey, Christmas!'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAQZyyLlvGc/TuK12Iyyk3I/AAAAAAAABMs/hECRewsYHxU/s72-c/IMAG2900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-3899046571551293227</id><published>2011-12-08T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T19:31:46.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzIj89itWaU/Tt-VIiFDl8I/AAAAAAAABMc/KZLAoIdYm9U/s1600/tumblr_lcdft0puFH1qbkpujo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzIj89itWaU/Tt-VIiFDl8I/AAAAAAAABMc/KZLAoIdYm9U/s1600/tumblr_lcdft0puFH1qbkpujo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&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/6442977483816293648-3899046571551293227?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/3899046571551293227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/fz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/3899046571551293227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/3899046571551293227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/fz.html' title='FZ'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzIj89itWaU/Tt-VIiFDl8I/AAAAAAAABMc/KZLAoIdYm9U/s72-c/tumblr_lcdft0puFH1qbkpujo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-6826273805132718539</id><published>2011-12-05T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T22:47:16.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORVILLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kanina, kasama ko si Orlie. Habang nakasakay kami sa jeep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ako: Orlie, bakit hindi mo ko gusto?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sya: Eh kasi ang taba mo eh. Ayoko sa matataba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ako: Wow ah! Acceptable naman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sya: Eh ikaw bakit ayaw mo sakin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ako: Eh kasi sobrang pangit mo eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sya: Ang kapal mo ah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapos, inenumerate na namin lahat ng mga ayaw namin sa isa't-isa. At napaniwala naman namin ang mga sarili namin na hindi kahit sa bangungot mangyayaring magkakagustuhan kami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapos, maraming pinarealize si Orlie sa akin habang kasama ko siya. Kwinekwento ko kasi si V sa kanya tapos palagi nyang sinasabi na kaya nya rin naman daw gawin yung mga kayang gawin ni V kaya wag daw akong umaasa. HAHAHAHA. Well, totoo naman. Hinahatid ako palagi ni Orlie sa bahay. Sinasamahan ako ni Orlie bumili ng kung ano ano hanggang sumakit yung paa namin. Dinadala nya yung bag ko palagi. Nililibre nya ko. Kilalang kilala na ako ni Orlie na dumating sa point na kahit blood type ko alam nya, pati shoe size ko. Pero at the end of the day, hindi talaga ako type ni Orlie. At ang point ko lang, narealize ko na hindi mo pwedeng iassume na gusto ka rin ng isang tao dahil mabait sya, dahil friendly sya, dahil kinikilala ka nya. At siguro, wag tayong mag-aassume hangga't sabihin satin na walang alinlangan na GUSTO KITA. Yun na lang, ktnxbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-6826273805132718539?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6826273805132718539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/orville.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6826273805132718539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6826273805132718539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/orville.html' title='ORVILLE'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2495814957489069994</id><published>2011-12-05T07:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T08:06:35.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sequins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KKBOqKQtkO4/TtwHSj0YR8I/AAAAAAAABMU/dAGoFQWLHWc/s1600/3130_med.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KKBOqKQtkO4/TtwHSj0YR8I/AAAAAAAABMU/dAGoFQWLHWc/s1600/3130_med.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Noong isang araw kasi, kasama ko bumili ng sequins ang kaibigan ko na itago na lang natin sa pangalang Rael. Sabay kasi kami papuntang SM noon pagkatapos namin ma-stranded sa UP kasama ang aming mga kaklase sa IE 3 dahil sa lakas ng ulan like crazy. Dinescribe ko sa kanya na bibili ako ng SEKWINS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ako: Yung bilog. Makintab. Yung nilalagay sa damit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sya: Ah, SIKWENS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapos, nalito na kaming dalawa kasi magkaiba kami ng paniniwala sa tawag sa sequins. Noong sinabi ko na ang spelling ay s-e-q-u-i-n-s, naniwala na sya sa akin. Anyway, ang nakakatawa dito, halos lahat ng napagtanungan namin kung nasaan ang mga SEKWINS, kinocorrect kami at sinasabing "AH, SIKWENS!". &amp;nbsp;Anyway, hindi ako nagmamalinis dahil buong buhay ko, ang tawag ko rin sa sequins ay SIKWENS at recently lang yun nagbago noong kinailangan ko na sya i-spell. Anyway, nakakatawa lang kasi nagmukhang kami yung mga bisayang hindi makapronounce ng tama (yuck racist). Ewan ko kung anong history ng SIKWENS pero lahat ng tao, yun ang tawag dito. Mga Pilipino talaga oh. Parang yung KYUTIKS, lahat tayo kyutiks ng kyutiks sa mga nail polish, yun pala, CUTEX (tatak ng nail polish) pala yon. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pag-uwi ko, sinearch ko agad sa Google kung paano ba talaga ipronounce yung sequins. Baka kasi niloloko ko lang pala si Rael. HAHAHA, at oo nga. Mali rin pala ako. SIKWINS ang final answer. Okay, NOW YOU KNOW! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS. Nilagyan ko ng picture para alam nating pareho tayo ng pinag-uusapan haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2495814957489069994?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2495814957489069994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/sequins_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2495814957489069994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2495814957489069994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/sequins_05.html' title='Sequins'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KKBOqKQtkO4/TtwHSj0YR8I/AAAAAAAABMU/dAGoFQWLHWc/s72-c/3130_med.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8287790086201615558</id><published>2011-12-03T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T09:58:10.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang ganda ko kaya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgOr72hqEu0/TtjUDfPEbtI/AAAAAAAABL8/EY09d_0UmoA/s1600/ENG_1398+copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgOr72hqEu0/TtjUDfPEbtI/AAAAAAAABL8/EY09d_0UmoA/s400/ENG_1398+copy.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NqTe_FbmFvc/TtjUZg7s2pI/AAAAAAAABME/HxkpMHS_oJ4/s1600/ENG_1466+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NqTe_FbmFvc/TtjUZg7s2pI/AAAAAAAABME/HxkpMHS_oJ4/s400/ENG_1466+copy.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nila, wag daw magpopost muna ng grad pics dahil baka mabati. Bilang hindi pa naman talaga ako gagraduate, wala naman talagang mababati. Damang dama ko lang talaga ipost yung gradpic ko kasi ang ganda kaya. Yuck kailangan inaannounce ko para maniwala kayo, hahahaha. Hindi ko kamukha kasi walang eyebags. HAHA. Sabi nga ng mga kaibigan ko na itago na lang natin ang mga pangalan (dahil baka itakwil sila ng lipunan), girlfriend material daw yung grad pic ko. Yuck, damang-dama ko naman. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dahil ipinakita ko na ito, dapat siguraduhin kong gagraduate nga talaga ako. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8287790086201615558?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8287790086201615558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/ang-ganda-ko-kaya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8287790086201615558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8287790086201615558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/ang-ganda-ko-kaya.html' title='Ang ganda ko kaya.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgOr72hqEu0/TtjUDfPEbtI/AAAAAAAABL8/EY09d_0UmoA/s72-c/ENG_1398+copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2091887087719037076</id><published>2011-12-03T09:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T09:56:17.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And just like that</title><content type='html'>Sadyang may mga kantang nagpapaliwanag kung ano ang nararamdaman mo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMILE - Uncle Kracker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You´re better than the best&lt;br /&gt;I´m lucky just to linger in your light&lt;br /&gt;Cooler than the flip side of my pillow that´s right&lt;br /&gt;Completely unaware&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can compare to where you send me&lt;br /&gt;Lets me know that it´s ok, yeah it´s ok&lt;br /&gt;And the moments when my good times start to fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall outta bed&lt;br /&gt;Sing like a bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head&lt;br /&gt;Spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold&lt;br /&gt;Buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you´re gone&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you come along&lt;br /&gt;Just like a flower poking through the sidewalk crack and just like that&lt;br /&gt;You steal away the rain and just like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don´t know how I lived without you&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz every time that I get around you&lt;br /&gt;I see the best of me inside your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold&lt;br /&gt;Buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you make me smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2091887087719037076?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2091887087719037076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-just-like-that-you-steal-away-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2091887087719037076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2091887087719037076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-just-like-that-you-steal-away-rain.html' title='And just like that'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-398093525412133305</id><published>2011-11-30T01:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T16:16:52.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me smile like the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dati akala ko kaya ako ganito, kaya ko nagawa yung mga bagay na ginawa ko, ay dahil concerned ako sa'yo. Akala ko dahil yun lahat pinoprotektahan kita at ayaw kita masaktan pa lalo. Sinasabi ko lang pala yon para i-justify na nakakasakit ako. Pero naisip ko, ang totoo pala ay hindi ka lang talaga importante at wala akong pake sa'yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-398093525412133305?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/398093525412133305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-make-me-smile-like-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/398093525412133305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/398093525412133305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-make-me-smile-like-sun.html' title='You make me smile like the sun'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-1849586300301520501</id><published>2011-11-28T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T06:40:07.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCLove! ☆</title><content type='html'>I was looking for something in my email when I saw this ( I print-screened this some two months ago and sent it to my email)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFBJN1sPHs0/TtOELsf5n4I/AAAAAAAABLs/yKSAn7yJHJg/s1600/zdczdasdas.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFBJN1sPHs0/TtOELsf5n4I/AAAAAAAABLs/yKSAn7yJHJg/s1600/zdczdasdas.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the usual things my kind friends do when someone forgets to log out of Facebook. And hahaha, I had to print screen this because my crush "liked" it. HAHAHAHA, kahit status lang at joke lang at least diba HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Cza, Alek, Majo and I agreed that today is the best day eveeer in the history of our CS lives k. I'll just paste here what&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://supercza.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cza&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;wrote on her blog today (because her grammar is perfect and mine isn't hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My friends Alek, Armina, Majo, and I have concluded that this day is our "best day ever!" Primarily because...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) We didn't have our lab meeting today&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;a) so we just chilled and talked about stuff like Piolo and KC's break up hihi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) Our labmate Michael treated us one box of Yellow Cab for his birthday (aww thanks Michael!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) We attended the Canon exhibit wherein we were given&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;a) very yummy food (I especially liked the shrimp and bacon on a stick!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;b) two pens and two cute camera post-its as freebies&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*4) We are almost done with the Maski costumes! Yey!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*Only applicable to me and Armina... plus Jobelle&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank You Lord for days like this. I love You. ♡&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yey, happy day! :D Hehehe, the mere fact that our thesis adviser wasn't around to check our progress was already enough reason to celebrate hahahaha but we got so much more than that. Personally, I love this day because well, I love Mondays. &amp;lt;3 Anywaaaaaayyyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-1849586300301520501?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/1849586300301520501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/sclove.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/1849586300301520501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/1849586300301520501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/sclove.html' title='SCLove! ☆'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFBJN1sPHs0/TtOELsf5n4I/AAAAAAAABLs/yKSAn7yJHJg/s72-c/zdczdasdas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-5565870996400459358</id><published>2011-11-27T11:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T12:02:53.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pa-deep lang. Epal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sa pagdaan ng mga araw na kasama ka, unti-unti kong natutuklasan na katulad ng iba, ika'y tao rin. Hindi ka pala kasing layo ng mga bituing aking tinitingala. Hindi ka pala kasing ningning ng araw na aking nakikita. Ikaw ay ikaw, at napakaligaya kong ika'y aking kaibigan. Wala na nga sigurong mas gaganda pa sa mga araw na kapiling ka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unti-unti tayong bumubuo ng mga magagandang alaala. Ang mga tawanan, ang mga paglalakad sa ilalim ng madilim na langit. Lahat ng ito ay aking itinatago sa kaibuturan ng aking puso, ang lahat ng mga ito ay magagandang alaalang hindi ko makakalimutan. Napakaligaya ko pag nakakalimutan kong ako'y isang karaniwang kaibigan lang katulad ng iba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ngunit bago pumikit ang aking mga mata sa pagtulog tuwing gabi, aking pilit inaalis ang mga alaalang ito, hindi maaaring ako'y magpalinlang dito. Pilit kong itinatago ang damdaming nagsusumigaw sa aking puso dahil alam kong kahit kay lapit mo, hindi pa rin kita &lt;i&gt;dapat &lt;/i&gt;inaabot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-5565870996400459358?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/5565870996400459358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/wth-is-wrong-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5565870996400459358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5565870996400459358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/wth-is-wrong-with-me.html' title='Pa-deep lang. Epal.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2964140647011376425</id><published>2011-11-26T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T20:12:10.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/11/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I spent 11/11/11 with my two best friends Orlie and Jean not to do the whole wishing thing hahaha but because it was Orlie's birthday that day and we just wanted to make it special for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But of course, we waited for 11:11 PM so that we could make our wishes. HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6V2bCEUlgbw/TtDUyiUXW8I/AAAAAAAABKs/tZhFecfuLhU/s1600/311028_323897120958624_100000150163097_1496884_259916900_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6V2bCEUlgbw/TtDUyiUXW8I/AAAAAAAABKs/tZhFecfuLhU/s640/311028_323897120958624_100000150163097_1496884_259916900_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Orlie -- after blowing his birthday candle. The tiny candle is at the middle of the pizza just blending in with the olives and pepperoni hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hJ2G2T21esE/TtDU1EUwmRI/AAAAAAAABK8/k1MwzCvv-uI/s1600/313105_323903354291334_100000150163097_1496910_120656332_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hJ2G2T21esE/TtDU1EUwmRI/AAAAAAAABK8/k1MwzCvv-uI/s640/313105_323903354291334_100000150163097_1496910_120656332_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Epic picture is epic! HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-38M9l3TDIoA/TtDU39iHY1I/AAAAAAAABLM/_-3zKBMgmDY/s1600/314567_323895547625448_100000150163097_1496850_864946441_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-38M9l3TDIoA/TtDU39iHY1I/AAAAAAAABLM/_-3zKBMgmDY/s640/314567_323895547625448_100000150163097_1496850_864946441_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's official, all of us are not teenagers anymore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks Jean for the house, food and photos HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2964140647011376425?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2964140647011376425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2964140647011376425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2964140647011376425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111.html' title='11/11/11'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6V2bCEUlgbw/TtDUyiUXW8I/AAAAAAAABKs/tZhFecfuLhU/s72-c/311028_323897120958624_100000150163097_1496884_259916900_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-3239893004020411295</id><published>2011-11-26T18:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T06:51:09.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I want for Christmas (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you must know, I do not wish for a lot of material things and there are just a few things that I really, really want. (hehehe, that's why I am the perfect girl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, because Christmas is just around the corner, I am thinking of things that I will ask from my parents and my relatives. (And maybe because you love me, you'll buy me these things hehehehe).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Planner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8zzmuXGVOkU/TtDGMNy7sqI/AAAAAAAABKE/Rmd7YBcoSIQ/s1600/6285931083_306bfe41bf_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8zzmuXGVOkU/TtDGMNy7sqI/AAAAAAAABKE/Rmd7YBcoSIQ/s640/6285931083_306bfe41bf_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It does not need to be a Starbucks Planner (because I think it's impractical to get one, knowing that I don't really drink coffee). I just need a planner that has a lot of cool stuff (like a period tracker, discount coupons, etc) and is very spacious (because I use my planner as a diary and a scrapbook). Hehehe, BDJ will do and also those cute planners being sold at Fully Booked. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Katy Perry Live in Manila Concert tickets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oSWxiWvuyV8/TtDK-dZ98uI/AAAAAAAABKM/8VkEpiIbisc/s1600/katy-perry-live-in-Manila-2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oSWxiWvuyV8/TtDK-dZ98uI/AAAAAAAABKM/8VkEpiIbisc/s1600/katy-perry-live-in-Manila-2012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not sure if my mother will give me money (because I have two camping trips next year and I just paid my tuition fee hahahaha) so I have to save money for this. But because I'm always hungry and I don't want to get ulcer, I always spend my allowance on food. Help a fan achieve her dreams, please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Chocolate cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QaCDcOdi70Y/TtDLYOerJaI/AAAAAAAABKU/6VIHGxzXf14/s1600/P1160193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QaCDcOdi70Y/TtDLYOerJaI/AAAAAAAABKU/6VIHGxzXf14/s640/P1160193.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although I can buy and eat chocolate cake anytime, it would be nice if the cake will be given by someone special to me! So if you are not sure that you're special to me and you're planning on giving me cake, please think twice. Don't ruin my chocolate cake dream hahaha k joke lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Love letters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OyOBmYpygck/TtDNW0aBt_I/AAAAAAAABKc/a79qUvUnonk/s1600/Love+Letter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OyOBmYpygck/TtDNW0aBt_I/AAAAAAAABKc/a79qUvUnonk/s1600/Love+Letter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, because I love being loved. :)) But please, make sure that I love you back! JOKE HAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hehehe, that's all that I can think of as of the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-3239893004020411295?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/3239893004020411295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-i-want-for-christmas-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/3239893004020411295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/3239893004020411295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-i-want-for-christmas-part-1.html' title='What I want for Christmas (Part 1)'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8zzmuXGVOkU/TtDGMNy7sqI/AAAAAAAABKE/Rmd7YBcoSIQ/s72-c/6285931083_306bfe41bf_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-181578422984203421</id><published>2011-11-26T09:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T09:30:35.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd rather wonder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Habang gumagawa kami ni Francis ng homework sa Stat sa Serials, napag-usapan namin ang bumabagabag sa aking kalooban.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ako: Ayoko kasi umasa eh. Baka sa huli, hindi rin naman pala para sa akin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Francis: Alam mo, Armina, kung gusto mo talaga ang isang bagay, umasa ka. At least, araw-araw masaya ka dahil may nilu-look forward kang posibleng mangyari. Kesa naman pag pinutol mo na yung pag-asa mo, araw-araw kang disappointed kasi naniniwala kang hindi mo ito makukuha kahit kailan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-181578422984203421?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/181578422984203421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/id-rather-wonder-that-get-answers-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/181578422984203421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/181578422984203421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/id-rather-wonder-that-get-answers-i.html' title='I&apos;d rather wonder...'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8743508352046762200</id><published>2011-11-25T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T23:51:12.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORST TAXI EXPERIENCE EVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kanina kasi, nagpunta ako kila Jean dahil ang plano ay hihintayin namin si Orlie dumating tapos magmu-Moonleaf kami sa Congressional Avenue (dahil kanina yung opening nung branch doon). Eh dahil dakilang talk shit si Orlie, di sya sumipot. Mga 10:30 na, after ng palabas na You Again sa Star Movies, nagdecide na ko na umuwi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walang maghahatid sakin, so magtataxi na ako. So, may natawag akong taxi at pagtingin ko sa kanya, sobrang pangit nya. Di ako nagmamayabang pero sobrang pangit nya talaga. Maitim na kulu-kulubot tapos may kulot kulot na goatee. Noon pa lang kinabahan na ako, pero di ko rin alam pero sumakay ako. Doon ako sa likod pumwesto. Ugali ko kasing itext sa nanay ko or dun sa kasama ko nung plate number nung taxi na nakikita sa gilid ng bintana. Pero pagsakay ko, nakita ko na... bura bura yung plate number. So sobrang kinabahan na ako. Basta, ang readable na lang doon ay A.A Galang yung taxi operator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Una nyang tinanong sa akin kung mayroon daw ba akong Honda Jazz. At sinasabi ko na wala naman dahil mahirap lang ako. Noong nasa cloverleaf na kami, tinanong nya ko: Malapit ka na ba? Tapos sabi ko, opo. Tapos bigla nyang minove forward yung passenger seat. At bigla nyang sinabi, mag-iingat ka kapag naka-ganito yung upuan sa harap, ibig sabihin may taong nakatago dito. Tsaka titingnan mo rin baka merong tao sa likod. Dahil doon, kinabahan na ako sa kanya, kasi putang ina parang lasing sya magsalita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapos, noong nasa A. Bonifacio Avenue na kami, kwinento nya na binaril nya raw yung driver ng isang taxi kasi niloloko sya. Hindi na ako makapag-isip ng maayos noon dahil WTF, anong ibig nyang sabihin, na hindi talaga sya taxi driver? Or basta. Sobrang nalalaglag na yung puso ko sa kaba dahil baka killer sya or something. Kaya ang ginawa ko, tinawagan ko si Jean at kunwaring nagpa-abang ako sa gate namin. Tapos, bigla nyang sinabi, sige tama yan magpasundo ka dahil baka may demonyong humarang sayo. Tapos, naiiyak na ako noon at si Jean alalang alala na dahil bumubulong lang ako at halatang kinakabahan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sobrang natakot ako kasi baka di nya i-U-turn sa amin, pero thank God na naihatid ako hanggang sa labas ng gate namin. Tapos noong pababa na ako, sabi nya, Oh, akala ko ba may susundo sa'yo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:(((((((((( Sobrang sobrang scary talaga like crazy. Pinapangako kong hinding hindi na ako sasakay ng taxi mag-isa pag gabi at kasalanan lahat ito ni ORLIEEEEE :( Salamat Lord at ako ay buong buo pa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8743508352046762200?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8743508352046762200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/worst-taxi-experience-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8743508352046762200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8743508352046762200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/worst-taxi-experience-ever.html' title='WORST TAXI EXPERIENCE EVER'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-4595827450542744686</id><published>2011-11-20T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T09:50:45.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Like You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At ang mga susunod na mababasa mo ay ka-randoman lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Habang kumakain kasi kami ni Alain at Jean noong isang gabi, tinanong ni Alain sa akin: Anong gagawin mo kung after three years, may boyfriend ka na, tapos bumalik si Austin at hinahanap ka nya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang sinabi ko lang, "Ehhhh." Tapos change topic na.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ayoko na kasi pag-usapan. Hahaha, tapos ang labo ko dahil sinusulat ko pa ngayon. Tuwing magkasama kasi kami, hindi maiwasang pag-usapan yon dahil buong relasyon ko kay Austin hanggang sa sobrang habang proseso ng pagmomove on ko, sila sila ang kinukwentuhan ko. Mula sa pagchachat ko kay Austin at pagsusungit nya hanggang sa mga natatagpuan kong love letter sa file case ko, kailangan irereport ko sa kanila. Matagal ring panahon yon ah, at hindi birong makinig sa paulit ulit na rants ko lang. Hahaha, iba naman ang pag-usapan namin. Sabi nga ni Alain kay Jean, kung gusto mo makalimutan, wag mo na pag-usapan dahil habang pinag-uusapan, lalong lumalalim yung damage na nagagawa nito sa'yo. HAHAHA, ganun talaga kami mag-usap eh no. So ayun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pero hindi kasi ako matahimik eh. Kailangan ko masagot yung tanong na yun. Kaya eto. Una kasi sa lahat, alam ko na hindi sa realidad ng buhay ko ngayon mangyayari na babalik si Austin para hanapin ako. Pero dahil nothing is impossible, alam ko lang at sigurado lang ako na magkakaboyfriend lang ako ULIT kapag completely over na ako kay Austin. Hindi ko alam kung paano ko ba talaga maa-identify yun pero sisiguraduhin ko yun. Na at the end of the day, hindi ako magsesettle sa isang bagay na di ako sigurado... because I deserve the best. Tsaka wala sa isip ko ngayon yan HAHAHA studies first, God first, family first! Haha, ang labo. So anong gagawin ko, wala. Dahil kung gusto talaga ni Austin na bumalik para sa akin, hindi nya hahayaang madurog yung puso ko ng pinong pino at palabasing wala syang pakealam. Hindi nya hahayaang tumagal ng ganito na nakalimutan ko na rin ang pakiramdam na hindi man lang ako binibigyan ng sagot kung ano talaga ang nangyari. Tsaka meron akong super powers na nasesense ko kung mahal pa ko ni Austin. Dati damang dama ko yun pero ngayon, halos wala na talaga akong maramdaman. Di ko alam kung dahil wala na rin akong pakealam o dahil wala na talagang natira sa pagmamahal nya sa akin. At hindi ko pinapalabas na kontrabida si Austin. Dahil biktima lang naman kami pareho ng pangyayari eh. At kahit ano namang mangyari, hindi mawawala yung mga alaalang masasaya. Kaya ayun, andami dami kong sinabi. Hindi ko rin ata nasagot yung tanong pero ayan, at least nailabas ko na yung saloobin ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So bakit yan ang title? Eh kasi, LSS ako ngayon dyan. Pero yan ang mga bagay na sobrang winiwish kong hindi mangyari sa akin. Dahil baka mabaliw lang ako.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-4595827450542744686?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/4595827450542744686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/someone-like-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4595827450542744686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4595827450542744686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/someone-like-you.html' title='Someone Like You'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-4386537295211035695</id><published>2011-11-19T11:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T12:40:37.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CS iCon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish I could post every single picture from that day but that would take me forever to upload and that would be so boring so if you want to view all the photos from the event, just click here: &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/UPCURSOR" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/UPCURSOR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last summer, Ryan Caro (our Acad Committee head) appointed me as the overall head for our committee project Junion Programming Conference (JPC). JPC is an annual event of UP CURSOR for high school students to encourage them to take up Computer Science. Together with my co-head Jace and junior-heads Riza and Josh, we carefully planned every detail of the event from the letterhead icon &amp;nbsp;up to the special steering committee. In the end, we "repackaged" the event (because the last few years of JPC had not received very nice feed backs) and changed it to Computer Science Interscholastic Conference (CS iCon). Cool, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The event was originally scheduled at September 26. But shit happened and we postponed the event because a typhoon hit the metro that day. It was very heartbreaking because we were already ready for that day but we needed to redo everything. So we gathered our hopes and broken hearts and scheduled the event for November 14.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;For the last five months, the whole CS iCon steering committee and I had been very busy gathering sponsors, fund-raising, writing letters, inviting schools and all that. There came a point when I could not juggle my acads and the event (it was shit hard to head and event I tell you) anymore and just wanted to quit. Ryan and Justin (our committee head and events director) did not allow me to so I had to continue working. During those down moments, I left my co-heads to do all the work I was supposed to be doing and if it wasn't for them, the event would fail.&amp;nbsp;Anyway, in the end, we all worked hard together and the event finally pulled through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The event was a success! I am not being biased here but everything went according to our plans, the students enjoyed the talk (because we had a lot of games and freebies and food), the speakers were great and everything about the event was a success. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. And I am really proud because we worked hard for it for five months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm9-A0o94E4/Tsci_2DT20I/AAAAAAAABGU/5i2zNiiiYa8/s1600/299751_294027427295092_160247027339800_925483_1681743369_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm9-A0o94E4/Tsci_2DT20I/AAAAAAAABGU/5i2zNiiiYa8/s640/299751_294027427295092_160247027339800_925483_1681743369_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryan (Acad head), I (epal), Jew (UP CURSOR President), Justin and teacher from NEU. Handling of certificate of participation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZ67nr_oOYM/TscjCNOgDmI/AAAAAAAABGc/uRZcuyf_7OM/s1600/303959_293862160644952_160247027339800_924957_1508465927_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZ67nr_oOYM/TscjCNOgDmI/AAAAAAAABGc/uRZcuyf_7OM/s640/303959_293862160644952_160247027339800_924957_1508465927_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;133 students from St. Paul Pasig, UPIS, Philippine Science, Diliman Prep and New Era participated in our event!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6UXMjaX3ifQ/TscjDv57fPI/AAAAAAAABGk/FeAYq5uA-Tw/s1600/309571_293862047311630_160247027339800_924955_1069098282_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6UXMjaX3ifQ/TscjDv57fPI/AAAAAAAABGk/FeAYq5uA-Tw/s640/309571_293862047311630_160247027339800_924955_1069098282_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The event was a tie-up with UP DCS and Sir Edge gave a talk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FVA_85wsucc/TscjFLtnbZI/AAAAAAAABGs/gguwfsD5vUo/s1600/314663_294027873961714_160247027339800_925486_1491937220_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FVA_85wsucc/TscjFLtnbZI/AAAAAAAABGs/gguwfsD5vUo/s640/314663_294027873961714_160247027339800_925486_1491937220_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We had a raffle after the talks to give away the freebies our sponsors brought for the students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I6DCQpULsaQ/TscjHsdkqiI/AAAAAAAABG8/WeXKoEnmC_w/s1600/374036_293868163977685_160247027339800_925023_710524138_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I6DCQpULsaQ/TscjHsdkqiI/AAAAAAAABG8/WeXKoEnmC_w/s640/374036_293868163977685_160247027339800_925023_710524138_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got free anti-virus from ESET!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQjguFT3_hY/TscjKuSem5I/AAAAAAAABHM/XYDp-vEDdTc/s1600/379700_294028400628328_160247027339800_925490_1892857565_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQjguFT3_hY/TscjKuSem5I/AAAAAAAABHM/XYDp-vEDdTc/s640/379700_294028400628328_160247027339800_925490_1892857565_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The lucky Pisay guy who won the jacket from O&amp;amp;B!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lunMp7HHPFM/TscjNJ-Np_I/AAAAAAAABHU/UpLLs41wJYg/s1600/381602_293866283977873_160247027339800_925005_375712684_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lunMp7HHPFM/TscjNJ-Np_I/AAAAAAAABHU/UpLLs41wJYg/s640/381602_293866283977873_160247027339800_925005_375712684_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best part of the event -- free food!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQyIlb9o9so/TscjSViKn1I/AAAAAAAABHs/BHc10ycqblI/s1600/384957_293865807311254_160247027339800_925001_1820992085_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQyIlb9o9so/TscjSViKn1I/AAAAAAAABHs/BHc10ycqblI/s640/384957_293865807311254_160247027339800_925001_1820992085_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We had a lot of give-aways, too! Thanks to our very generous sponsors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMX_2FzPHW8/TscjXEaSQiI/AAAAAAAABIE/YOJm3Na30xg/s1600/393481_294028267295008_160247027339800_925489_1983262558_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMX_2FzPHW8/TscjXEaSQiI/AAAAAAAABIE/YOJm3Na30xg/s640/393481_294028267295008_160247027339800_925489_1983262558_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Free shirts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z8BI9vx4oI/TscjYkdKrOI/AAAAAAAABIM/F-HiYJy6cW4/s1600/393488_293859723978529_160247027339800_924926_877113093_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z8BI9vx4oI/TscjYkdKrOI/AAAAAAAABIM/F-HiYJy6cW4/s640/393488_293859723978529_160247027339800_924926_877113093_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our department chair, Sir Valdez, gave the opening remarks! Hehe, talk about big time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-bGW5fdMtg/TsctTA5ukTI/AAAAAAAABIc/-M6q_VTKTwE/s1600/317570_293873483977153_160247027339800_925096_1306276360_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-bGW5fdMtg/TsctTA5ukTI/AAAAAAAABIc/-M6q_VTKTwE/s640/317570_293873483977153_160247027339800_925096_1306276360_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;That's me at the reg booth! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1mJPP6onF1w/TsctVWBDpkI/AAAAAAAABIk/AVqqrBMKbaM/s1600/382270_294029193961582_160247027339800_925495_1839212335_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1mJPP6onF1w/TsctVWBDpkI/AAAAAAAABIk/AVqqrBMKbaM/s640/382270_294029193961582_160247027339800_925495_1839212335_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our event team! Our steering committee was very powerful! Everyone worked hard and did their jobs well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bNLzP4Sis2Y/TsctXRwS3aI/AAAAAAAABIs/EfWczeY0Dlk/s1600/384603_294029503961551_160247027339800_925498_1317026046_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bNLzP4Sis2Y/TsctXRwS3aI/AAAAAAAABIs/EfWczeY0Dlk/s640/384603_294029503961551_160247027339800_925498_1317026046_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OffVJfd2yR4/TscjQ7mznjI/AAAAAAAABHk/tcDAX_3h5gc/s1600/384603_294029503961551_160247027339800_925498_1317026046_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;C&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OffVJfd2yR4/TscjQ7mznjI/AAAAAAAABHk/tcDAX_3h5gc/s1600/384603_294029503961551_160247027339800_925498_1317026046_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ongrats, CS iCon team!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Credits to Tiffie Ang for the wonderful pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-4386537295211035695?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/4386537295211035695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/cs-icon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4386537295211035695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4386537295211035695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/cs-icon.html' title='CS iCon'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm9-A0o94E4/Tsci_2DT20I/AAAAAAAABGU/5i2zNiiiYa8/s72-c/299751_294027427295092_160247027339800_925483_1681743369_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8048601317978566640</id><published>2011-11-19T10:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T20:37:50.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IE 3 and Congre Adventures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Matagal na kong hindi nagsusulat ng "diary style". Pakiramdam ko kasi, ako lang nakakarelate sa sarili ko. Pero dahil masaya ako kahapon at gustong gusto ko lang talaga ikwento at isulat, gagawin ko! :)) Forever epal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Morning Class.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;GRABE LANG KASI! Hindi ko na talaga kinakaya ang morning classes ko. Sabi ko nga, weakness ko talaga ang gumising ng umaga. Pakiramdam ko, mamamatay na ko sa antok palagi! Pero dahil kailangan ko na talaga pumasa sa mga klase ko, laban lang ng laban!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eh tapos kahapon, meron akong 7:30 class. 5:30 naman ako nagising pero WTF, 8:30 na ako nakarating ng school at syempre wala na akong naabutan! HAHAHAHA. So siguro dapat 4:30 pala ako gigising. Ang malala pa nyan, pagkatapos ng 7:30-8:30 class ko, 2:30 na ang kasunod! Kaya sa mga susunod na oras ay natulog lang ako sa lab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IE 3 Adventure!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So meron nga kaming project sa IE 3. Kailangan naming kumain sa dalawang fast food restaurant na may sineserve na burger tapos may isusulat kaming paper. All boys kami sa group (ako, Michael, Rael at Carlo) hahahaha tapos isang linggo naming pinagdebatihan kung anong araw at saan kami unang kakain. Di kasi kami magkatugma dahil si Carlo, bawal gabihin. Si Rael, coding ng Friday. Si Michael, ayaw ng weekends. At ako, may 2:30 class. So in the end, magpapagabi na lang si Carlo, iiwan na lang ni Rael ang sasakyan nya sa UP at magkacut na lang ako ng Stat. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So ayun nga. Kumain kami sa Wham! Burgers. Ayun, nag-enjoy naman kaming kumain dahil masarap naman talaga at sobrang nabusok ako dahil bago kami kumain, naglunch muna kami ni Ryan sa NIGS at nagbreakfast din kami ni Michael. Sayang nga lang di kumpleto ang documentation namin dahil bawal magpapasok sa kitchen ng Wham!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pagpupulong with Congressional Friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isang buwan ko nang niyayaya si Jean at Alain kumain ng cake. Flashback: dati kasi, noong si Jean pa at si Chom, madalas kaming pumupunta sa Starbucks Congressional kasama ang mga kaibigan naming taga-Congressional Avenue para uminom or kumain ng cake. So ayun, hindi matuloy-tuloy ang cake day namin dahil nga weekends lang namin nakakasama si Alain, laging busy si Orlie, tapos wala kaming pera haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mga 5:00 kami natapos sa IE 3 tapos 7PM pa kami pwedeng magkita ni Jean. Di ko alam yung gagawin ko sa SM mag-isa dahil babalik na sila Carlo, Rael at Michael sa UP. So, sumama na lang ako sa kanila pabalik ng UP dahil maghihintay pa rin naman si Rael doon hanggang 7PM dahil nga coding yung sasakyan nya.&amp;nbsp;Bumalik kaming dalawa ni Rael sa lab at nagpanggap na nag-aaral haha! Baka kasi palabasin kami ng lab pag may prof na nakasilip na nagkwekwentuhan lang kami. Tapos, di rin pala kami makakapagsabay dahil 8:30 pa sya aalis. So, sinamahan nya na lang ako hanggang FC noong mga 7PM na at ayun! Naiwan na sya dun at pinuntahan si JP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Kailangan talaga in detail ang kwento :)) HAHAHA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nagmeet na kami ni Jean sa Trinoma ng mga 7:30. Kasama nya na si Mommy Pinky at napakain na naman ako dahil nasa Burger King sila. Pagkatapos kami chikahin ng mommy ni Jean over dinner, pumunta na kami sa bahay nila. Hinintay lang namin ang go signal from Alain and Orlie para makapagpulong na kami sa SB. Unfortunately, 11 pa pala makaka-alis si Orlie galing sa thesis thingy nya. Kaya dumiretso na kami ni Jean sa SB with super pogi Alain. Oo, tungkol kay Alain ang post na ito! :)) Noong pagkakita namin kay Alain, tinanong niya ako kung anong agenda ng tinawag kong pagpupulong. Hahaha, sabi ko gusto ko lang magkwento tungkol sa crush ko. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Noong nakaupo na kami sa SB at naglalaway na ko sa cake, narealize naming hindi naman talaga namin gusto mag-starbucks at si Chom lang naman talaga ang may gusto noon dati. So, nagpakatotoo na lang kami at umalis. HAHA! Nilakad namin yung kahabaan ng Visayas Avenue para maghanap ng cake kasi ikakamatay ko na talaga pag di ako nakakain ng cake. So, napadpad kami sa aVeneto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Habang hinihintay namin yung food namin, pinapakita ni Alain yung pictures ni Kabog tapos sobrang natawa talaga ako tapos nasagi ko yung inumin ko at tumapon kay Alain! HAHAHAHAHAHA! Ayun, epic talaga. &amp;nbsp;Buti na lang di nagalit, so perfect! Sobrang busog na busog pa ko tapos sobrang dami pala nung serving nung inorder namin. Umorder kasi kami ng baked zitti, buffalo wings at chocolate cake. Tapos pang isang buong pamilya pala yung servings nila doon haha! Huhuhu ang masaklap pa, di ko na talaga malunok yung cake dahil busog na busog na ko so parang di ko rin na-enjoy ang pinapangarap kong cake! Mag-11PM na noon at magsasarado na yung aVeneto kaya pina-take out na lang namin yung tira tira kasi imimeet pa namin noon si Chom sa McDo dahil galing pa sya ng Los Banos. Salamat nga pala Alain for the libre! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yun, nagkita si Jean at Chom at awkward! HAHAHA :)) Pero ayun. Tapos walang dalang sasakyan si Alain kaya di nya ako mahahatid sa bahaaaaaaay. Pero kahit na, sobrang saya ko kahapon kasi nakasama ko &lt;i&gt;SILA&lt;/i&gt;. Kahit na hindi naman talaga ako taga-Congressional at kailangan ko pa palagi mag-taxi pauwi ay ayos na ayos lang. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j0KBIJPXqQE/Tseie1HbrpI/AAAAAAAABJg/daSBES_f-cQ/s1600/385430_322021397812863_100000150163097_1489453_297385090_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j0KBIJPXqQE/Tseie1HbrpI/AAAAAAAABJg/daSBES_f-cQ/s640/385430_322021397812863_100000150163097_1489453_297385090_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eto yung only pic namin sa araw na yun, habang kumakain sa A Veneto. Si Jean nagpicture. :)&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/6442977483816293648-8048601317978566640?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8048601317978566640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/epic-day-is-epic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8048601317978566640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8048601317978566640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/epic-day-is-epic.html' title='IE 3 and Congre Adventures!'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j0KBIJPXqQE/Tseie1HbrpI/AAAAAAAABJg/daSBES_f-cQ/s72-c/385430_322021397812863_100000150163097_1489453_297385090_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-5933504470197862217</id><published>2011-11-17T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T23:06:21.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my uptown gels.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6E-8HdRQGXc/TsUb3CaPajI/AAAAAAAABGE/wLK0UmpG49I/s1600/IMG_8060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6E-8HdRQGXc/TsUb3CaPajI/AAAAAAAABGE/wLK0UmpG49I/s640/IMG_8060.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHE, so high school! :)) We all had the same kind of notebook stickers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-5933504470197862217?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/5933504470197862217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-miss-my-uptown-gels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5933504470197862217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5933504470197862217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-miss-my-uptown-gels.html' title='I miss my uptown gels.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6E-8HdRQGXc/TsUb3CaPajI/AAAAAAAABGE/wLK0UmpG49I/s72-c/IMG_8060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-5028527471391301945</id><published>2011-11-17T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:52:30.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even if the sky is falling down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m42DBEMWvHA/TsUGpNLCFQI/AAAAAAAABFc/sMKmyeHMk5E/s1600/315919_2163373210146_1421098063_31868487_951293528_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m42DBEMWvHA/TsUGpNLCFQI/AAAAAAAABFc/sMKmyeHMk5E/s640/315919_2163373210146_1421098063_31868487_951293528_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljLqf0GuuZ8/TsUGrbgrW2I/AAAAAAAABFs/mpNUt7FC3nM/s1600/317669_2163379130294_1421098063_31868506_1189898404_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljLqf0GuuZ8/TsUGrbgrW2I/AAAAAAAABFs/mpNUt7FC3nM/s640/317669_2163379130294_1421098063_31868506_1189898404_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Tdr-5M0NXQ/TsUGuC-yluI/AAAAAAAABF8/7a23OZdocm8/s1600/393707_2163374090168_1421098063_31868490_1758289849_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Tdr-5M0NXQ/TsUGuC-yluI/AAAAAAAABF8/7a23OZdocm8/s640/393707_2163374090168_1421098063_31868490_1758289849_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are times when I just can't help but think how lucky I am to have been blessed with such a perfect, pretty face. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling pretty with my pink shorts yesterday so I thought my crush should see me. So even though it was not very practical to go from LB to DCS (and my class was supposed to be in Stat), I still went to the department ONLY TO FIND OUT that he already left. AWWWW. So I just took pictures at the lab instead!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-5028527471391301945?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/5028527471391301945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/even-if-sky-is-falling-down.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5028527471391301945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5028527471391301945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/even-if-sky-is-falling-down.html' title='Even if the sky is falling down.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m42DBEMWvHA/TsUGpNLCFQI/AAAAAAAABFc/sMKmyeHMk5E/s72-c/315919_2163373210146_1421098063_31868487_951293528_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2741502623493032785</id><published>2011-11-13T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:30:32.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One That Got Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've always been a Katy fan (since I Kissed a Girl) but I really fell in love with Katy after listening to her &lt;i&gt;Teenage Dream&lt;/i&gt; album. My favorite song right now (and maybe forever will be) is &lt;i&gt;The One That Got Away&lt;/i&gt;. I don't know why I like it because I never liked stories without a happy ending. But maybe I love the song because it tells us about the reality of life that sometimes, things screw up and we don't end up with the people we wish to be with forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, "&lt;i&gt;sometimes you promise someone forever but it doesn't work out that way.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been waiting for this song's music video since foreveeeer! Finally! &amp;lt;3 Katy never fails us with her vids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D94GwEY_XKg/Tr_PQFgH1DI/AAAAAAAABE0/FcLQ4DMTu-Y/s1600/6331840433_43c39d3e24_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D94GwEY_XKg/Tr_PQFgH1DI/AAAAAAAABE0/FcLQ4DMTu-Y/s640/6331840433_43c39d3e24_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ll5Q3XiydU/Tr_PSWoszUI/AAAAAAAABE8/88pbHoQzdPc/s1600/6331840773_4db984e555_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ll5Q3XiydU/Tr_PSWoszUI/AAAAAAAABE8/88pbHoQzdPc/s640/6331840773_4db984e555_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VFndOkbGqVg/Tr_PVhNs0lI/AAAAAAAABFE/_d7PPnYYn4I/s1600/6334116899_b2ccaf0521_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VFndOkbGqVg/Tr_PVhNs0lI/AAAAAAAABFE/_d7PPnYYn4I/s640/6334116899_b2ccaf0521_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite line of the song is this: &lt;i&gt;In another life, I would make you stay so I don't have to say you were the one that got away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2741502623493032785?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2741502623493032785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-that-got-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2741502623493032785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2741502623493032785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-that-got-away.html' title='The One That Got Away'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D94GwEY_XKg/Tr_PQFgH1DI/AAAAAAAABE0/FcLQ4DMTu-Y/s72-c/6331840433_43c39d3e24_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-4312628349184710479</id><published>2011-11-13T16:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:02:44.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late afternoon blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My cousin and I were browsing through his pictures and we found some old reunion photos. It brought back a lot of happy memories when we were still young and when Tito and Lola were still alive. Now that the Holiday Season is coming, I can't help but miss them because Noche Buenas and Media Noches were always so happy with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And this reminds me of one of my favorite quotes from Mitch Albom's book&lt;i&gt; For One More Day&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever lost someone you love and wanted one more conversation, one more chance to make up for the time when you thought they would be here forever? If so, then you know you can go your whole life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish you had back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BV-pxVFyeeU/Tr-E8sISMsI/AAAAAAAABEM/XnVIMtchjmQ/s1600/DSCF0036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BV-pxVFyeeU/Tr-E8sISMsI/AAAAAAAABEM/XnVIMtchjmQ/s640/DSCF0036.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fLXkuYOyYLs/Tr-FQ6dtSxI/AAAAAAAABEU/qMwLCShP_Yg/s1600/DSCF0041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fLXkuYOyYLs/Tr-FQ6dtSxI/AAAAAAAABEU/qMwLCShP_Yg/s640/DSCF0041.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnW3NhpI3G0/Tr-HM7VVDkI/AAAAAAAABEc/W-hWJcfiV0I/s1600/scan0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="452" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnW3NhpI3G0/Tr-HM7VVDkI/AAAAAAAABEc/W-hWJcfiV0I/s640/scan0003.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eC9IO0LFLh4/Tr-HSJq4YRI/AAAAAAAABEk/JC9oWw-PibQ/s1600/scan0006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="452" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eC9IO0LFLh4/Tr-HSJq4YRI/AAAAAAAABEk/JC9oWw-PibQ/s640/scan0006.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&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/6442977483816293648-4312628349184710479?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/4312628349184710479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/late-afternoon-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4312628349184710479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4312628349184710479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/late-afternoon-blues.html' title='Late afternoon blues'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BV-pxVFyeeU/Tr-E8sISMsI/AAAAAAAABEM/XnVIMtchjmQ/s72-c/DSCF0036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-6140810775403559650</id><published>2011-11-13T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T10:12:30.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You looked like Christmas morning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just had to change my theme because I really, really want to use my new fonts! Hehe, I got my inspiration for the title from John Green's book&lt;i&gt; Looking For Alaska&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was torn between that and this one! This one's the title of one of my favorite books. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KZP38iwCa1s/Tr97Hh14VmI/AAAAAAAABD8/9Ws6TkA354A/s1600/hehehehe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="104" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KZP38iwCa1s/Tr97Hh14VmI/AAAAAAAABD8/9Ws6TkA354A/s640/hehehehe.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My first week.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to say, I'm really loving my semester! Besides the fact that I get to see &lt;i&gt;this person&lt;/i&gt; everyday because of my very beautiful schedule, I also find most of my subjects interesting! I'm looking forward to my camping class because we'll be planting trees in Sierra Madre, we'll go hiking and camping far, far away! As you all know, I never liked beach outings because I can't swim buuuut I love mountain adventures and camping! I'm so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm also excited for my IE 3 class! Hehe, our prof already assigned our first case study and our group, Runge-Kutta (consisting of Rael, Carlo, Michael and I), will be trying out and tasting burgers from different fast food chains! Hehe. I'm so excited because I love to eat and because I love my groupmates! HAHA K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-6140810775403559650?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6140810775403559650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-looked-like-christmas-morning.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6140810775403559650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6140810775403559650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-looked-like-christmas-morning.html' title='You looked like Christmas morning.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KZP38iwCa1s/Tr97Hh14VmI/AAAAAAAABD8/9Ws6TkA354A/s72-c/hehehehe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2630805631741797144</id><published>2011-11-09T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T23:14:25.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buhay UP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ARTSY FARTSY'/><title type='text'>Yeheeey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Dahil nainggit ako sa cute na schedule na ginawa ni Cza, gumawa rin ako haha! Ginawa ko na ring wallpaper para mamemorize ko na rin ang aking sched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pDLHgKOFnVs/Trqb25EQwXI/AAAAAAAABBA/_svhJHr-dno/s1600/aadadada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="500" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pDLHgKOFnVs/Trqb25EQwXI/AAAAAAAABBA/_svhJHr-dno/s640/aadadada.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&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/6442977483816293648-2630805631741797144?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2630805631741797144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/yeheeey_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2630805631741797144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2630805631741797144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/yeheeey_09.html' title='Yeheeey!'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pDLHgKOFnVs/Trqb25EQwXI/AAAAAAAABBA/_svhJHr-dno/s72-c/aadadada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-5738728440296158050</id><published>2011-11-06T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T22:38:17.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pag-ibig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Purple.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sabi ko noon, pag dumating na naman ang ganitong klase ng mga pagkakataon, magiging mas matalino na ko, mas maingat, at mas mailap. Hindi ko na maaaring hayaan na ako na naman ang paikutin ng pangyayari imbes na ako ang magpaikot dito. Hindi ko na hahayaang higupin na naman ng isang kumunoy na sa huli, wala namang gustong magligtas sa akin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-5738728440296158050?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/5738728440296158050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/purple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5738728440296158050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5738728440296158050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/purple.html' title='Purple.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-3967670441157020202</id><published>2011-11-03T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T22:40:25.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACADS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>What's up dawg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My laptop is acting up and won't turn on again so I'm using the SCL laptop to write this post. I don't know if this is illegal (you know, using school property for personal purposes) but I'm sure Ma'am Pearl won't mind HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I almost forgot that I took some photos with this laptop last week just to try it out HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tSx9G1cR-1E/TrKXVVr04MI/AAAAAAAAA80/UenO6EHEx_U/s1600/Picture0011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tSx9G1cR-1E/TrKXVVr04MI/AAAAAAAAA80/UenO6EHEx_U/s640/Picture0011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g6LZKtaUCVE/TrKXZL3rD5I/AAAAAAAAA9M/O6rBiFby488/s1600/Picture0014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g6LZKtaUCVE/TrKXZL3rD5I/AAAAAAAAA9M/O6rBiFby488/s640/Picture0014.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even showing off my new barbie slippers my sister gave me HAHAHA :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dj90okH4axM/TrKXabNke-I/AAAAAAAAA9U/7OJxlf0ufbE/s1600/Picture0015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dj90okH4axM/TrKXabNke-I/AAAAAAAAA9U/7OJxlf0ufbE/s640/Picture0015.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sooo, anyway, Sir Quiwa released the removal exam results in CS 131 last night and... I passed! &amp;lt;3 I was actually expecting it already hahaha because I felt that I did well on that exam. Yuck epal hahaha. But yey! I saved my mom's 3,000 pesos from going down the drain hahaha I won't have to retake the subject! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to thank everyone who helped me survive CS 131! :) You know who you are! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-3967670441157020202?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/3967670441157020202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/whats-up-dawg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/3967670441157020202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/3967670441157020202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/11/whats-up-dawg.html' title='What&apos;s up dawg'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tSx9G1cR-1E/TrKXVVr04MI/AAAAAAAAA80/UenO6EHEx_U/s72-c/Picture0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8225768332077731856</id><published>2011-10-30T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T00:38:39.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd rather have the one who holds my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My third high school reunion this week happened yesterday -- this time with the AvoBec people! Although most of the attendees were from Avo (and I don't know whyyy), we still had so much fun because 1) AJ was there and 2) the Avo girls were very pretty! HAHAHA. But of course, Bec girls (like me) are prettier HAHAHAHA K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anywaaaaay, the event started at 9AM but because Jean and I couldn't convince Orlie to come (because he was sick), we arrived at Ecopark at around 3PM HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCuI1oTvDC4/TqwnK0gtGII/AAAAAAAAA6U/1EZRJskG9vI/s1600/308925_310337908981212_100000150163097_1446860_1992070629_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCuI1oTvDC4/TqwnK0gtGII/AAAAAAAAA6U/1EZRJskG9vI/s640/308925_310337908981212_100000150163097_1446860_1992070629_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm pretty here! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wcuc8aj-GVA/TqwnM8FmSkI/AAAAAAAAA6c/99qZdXZ3wro/s1600/311832_310343165647353_100000150163097_1446886_260138293_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wcuc8aj-GVA/TqwnM8FmSkI/AAAAAAAAA6c/99qZdXZ3wro/s640/311832_310343165647353_100000150163097_1446886_260138293_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLETd8IjcYU/TqwnREbN1xI/AAAAAAAAA6s/pylfqerwkeQ/s1600/318492_310341455647524_100000150163097_1446876_1256449645_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLETd8IjcYU/TqwnREbN1xI/AAAAAAAAA6s/pylfqerwkeQ/s640/318492_310341455647524_100000150163097_1446876_1256449645_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess it's just okay to write about this (after all it's my blog naman). Hahaha, it was so awkward meeting with Andres after many months of not seeing each other :)) For some weird reason, it was so uncomfortable when people (especially Jean) were trying to "bring back the past" :)) HAHAHA. But of course, it's always nice to see the people who were once special to you (eg. your ex bestfriend and ex boyfriend) HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_4TwFWQJ2Cw/TqwnTBDUwEI/AAAAAAAAA60/W9IZD4QTCvo/s1600/374841_310340638980939_100000150163097_1446871_871030104_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_4TwFWQJ2Cw/TqwnTBDUwEI/AAAAAAAAA60/W9IZD4QTCvo/s640/374841_310340638980939_100000150163097_1446871_871030104_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bec 4 reprezzeeeent! :)) hahahaha. (Joy, Jean and Jhon MIA hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H6vwuaMldjg/TqwnU5qqQmI/AAAAAAAAA68/yJES50GPCZM/s1600/390402_310345398980463_100000150163097_1446894_1457916271_n+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H6vwuaMldjg/TqwnU5qqQmI/AAAAAAAAA68/yJES50GPCZM/s640/390402_310345398980463_100000150163097_1446894_1457916271_n+%25281%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;BTW, this reunion, out of the many other attempts since graduation, was so far the most successful in terms of the number of attendees. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Credits to Joy and Jean for the photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8225768332077731856?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8225768332077731856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/10/id-rather-have-one-who-holds-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8225768332077731856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8225768332077731856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/10/id-rather-have-one-who-holds-my-heart.html' title='I&apos;d rather have the one who holds my heart.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCuI1oTvDC4/TqwnK0gtGII/AAAAAAAAA6U/1EZRJskG9vI/s72-c/308925_310337908981212_100000150163097_1446860_1992070629_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-6527972836243874229</id><published>2011-10-30T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T00:05:28.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want chocolate caaaaake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sooooo, my sem break has all been about studying for my removal exam, playing Empires, crying over the cheesiest movies aaaannd reuniting with my high school friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been meaning to write all about my adventures this week but my friends are so lazy to uplooooaaad our pics. And because Jean and Jamie finally posted the pics from Twinkle's (Alain's sister) debut... here we go! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because Miko's van was already full (the rest of our QC friends rode that van), Alain rented a van for the three of us (Jean, Orlie and me) to drive us all the way to Tagaytay. And the road trip was so much fun especially because we missed each other so much! Plus the last time we had an out-of-town trip together was two years ago (in Subic). It was so nice to catch up with these two! &amp;lt;3 I missed being the referee while they're trying to kill each other HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9W8-PE5MZpU/TqwUwi45fOI/AAAAAAAAA50/9Omn87YE6xg/s1600/386977_309867862361550_100000150163097_1444986_567841263_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9W8-PE5MZpU/TqwUwi45fOI/AAAAAAAAA50/9Omn87YE6xg/s640/386977_309867862361550_100000150163097_1444986_567841263_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;BTW, Jean and I were the emcees during the event. I had hosted a couple of debuts before but this one was extra special because most of Twinkle's visitors were foreigners and yuuuuhhh, we had to speak in English! T.T And it was sooooo hard and awkward. But thank God we managed to pull it off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hoHS_CSzuzI/TqwUksMMOAI/AAAAAAAAA48/PJP6DHY9BPA/s1600/297173_183470428402572_100002188485514_387671_542824904_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hoHS_CSzuzI/TqwUksMMOAI/AAAAAAAAA48/PJP6DHY9BPA/s640/297173_183470428402572_100002188485514_387671_542824904_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Jean and I had matching outfits! Hehehehe! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PY0WClZEQX8/TqwUns41M2I/AAAAAAAAA5E/ghUBl5isN3U/s1600/299706_2095300388368_1421098063_31825888_237652508_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PY0WClZEQX8/TqwUns41M2I/AAAAAAAAA5E/ghUBl5isN3U/s640/299706_2095300388368_1421098063_31825888_237652508_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the only picture we have with Twinkle! :) And this one's taken while everyone was eating dinner. Jean and I rushed to the photobooth after retouching!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SYpd4Em-w4A/TqwUoiv89QI/AAAAAAAAA5M/PhNNOA4mZkI/s1600/300541_183110345105247_100002188485514_386354_1528046613_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SYpd4Em-w4A/TqwUoiv89QI/AAAAAAAAA5M/PhNNOA4mZkI/s640/300541_183110345105247_100002188485514_386354_1528046613_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I included this photo because I strongly believe that I'm pretty heeerreee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J4kyCP67jGw/TqwiHycoIxI/AAAAAAAAA58/Mtf7FGO-F_c/s1600/300799_183469168402698_100002188485514_387663_1986956232_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J4kyCP67jGw/TqwiHycoIxI/AAAAAAAAA58/Mtf7FGO-F_c/s640/300799_183469168402698_100002188485514_387663_1986956232_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best parts of the night -- paper lanterns! :) Ever since I watched Tangled, I always wanted to see floating paper lanterns! It was so... beautiful. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QV3wrK6vhHw/TqwiJr0M-NI/AAAAAAAAA6E/pKA7cFIBemM/s1600/319962_183467468402868_100002188485514_387651_444262330_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QV3wrK6vhHw/TqwiJr0M-NI/AAAAAAAAA6E/pKA7cFIBemM/s640/319962_183467468402868_100002188485514_387651_444262330_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And I got teary-eyed during this part -- when Alain danced with Twinkle! Awwww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-6527972836243874229?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6527972836243874229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-want-chocolate-caaaaake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6527972836243874229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6527972836243874229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-want-chocolate-caaaaake.html' title='I want chocolate caaaaake'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9W8-PE5MZpU/TqwUwi45fOI/AAAAAAAAA50/9Omn87YE6xg/s72-c/386977_309867862361550_100000150163097_1444986_567841263_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-6410588499433319768</id><published>2011-10-29T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T00:42:17.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edi ikaw na.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Para kasing binasa mo yung diary ko ng walang paalam. Ganun yung pakiramdam. Pilit mo akong kinikilala sa paraang hindi na tama. Alam mo, ipapabasa ko naman sa'yo yung diary ko kung gusto ko eh at kung sa tingin ko deserving ka, pero sa sitwasyon ngayon, ni hindi ko nga gustong ipaalam sa'yo na marunong pala ako magbasa at magsulat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nakakabwisit. Privacy invader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-6410588499433319768?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6410588499433319768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/10/edi-ikaw-na.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6410588499433319768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6410588499433319768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/10/edi-ikaw-na.html' title='Edi ikaw na.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-7430007215125253495</id><published>2011-10-11T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T20:18:12.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh yung uso talaga mamatay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isheshare ko lang yung most memorable FX experience ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eh kasi, hindi na ko nagjijeep pauwi recently kasi pakiramdam ko, ikamamatay ko na ang air pollution sa Quezon Avenue lalo na ngayong sobrang traffic dahil sa ginagawang underpass. Pero yung experience ko kanina, akala ko maaga na kong papanaw. Nakaligtas nga ako sa air pollution sa labas, di naman ako nakaligtas sa air pollution ng kilikili ng katabi ko. Hanggang ngayon masama pakiramdam ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pagbukas ko pa lang ng pinto ng FX naamoy ko na yung amoy. Grabe kinabog nya ang baho ko at binago nya na talaga standards ko ng mabahong amoy. Basta, kakaiba, sobrang tapang sa ilong promise totoo walang exaggeration noong katabi ko sya kanina naluluha yung mata ko at involuntarily lumalaki butas ng ilong ko. Tapos di ako makapagtakip ng panyo or whatever kasi courtesy na lang. Pero nakikita ko na yung driver kanina tinapat nya na yung air freshener sa aircon sobrang buong FX talaga nangangamoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kanina kahit sobrang nakakastress talaga, natatawa talaga ako sa mga pangyayari at napapangiti mag-isa. Tapos yung isang katabi nung manong sa other side napamura, "tang ina shet". Tapos nung bababa na ko ng FX, pinagbukas pa ko ng driver ng pinto feeling ko para kahit sandali makatakas sya dun sa amoy ng manong black (sorry oo foreigner sya). Tapos pag labas ko, parang wala akong maamoy parang sobrang nasira pang-amoy ko tapos parang masakit yung loob ng ilong ko tsaka nung lalamunan ko. Huhuhuh ang sama ko for writing this, alam ko dapat walang basagan ng trip pero sana wala ring basagan ng ilong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-7430007215125253495?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/7430007215125253495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/10/eh-yung-uso-talaga-mamatay.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7430007215125253495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7430007215125253495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/10/eh-yung-uso-talaga-mamatay.html' title='Eh yung uso talaga mamatay'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-7910867358319255956</id><published>2011-10-06T05:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T05:58:43.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For your heart will always be where your riches are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Katulad ng kahit anong masasayang araw ng buhay ko, natapos din ang masayang araw na ito. Sana ganito na lang ang bawat araw, na kahit gaano kapait ang buhay ay napapawi pa rin ito ng mga ngiting ating pilit ipinipinta. Sana ang bawat araw ay ganito, na habang masaya ka ay masaya rin ako, na habang abala ka ay abala rin ako. At kahit alam kong hindi kita kailanman maaabot ay parang kay lapit mo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alam kong hindi sapat ang bawat araw na nagdaraan para masabi kong nakilala mo na nga ako, pero sana sa paglipas ng panahon ay tingnan mo ako katulad ng pagtingin ko sa'yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-7910867358319255956?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/7910867358319255956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/10/for-your-heart-will-always-be-where_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7910867358319255956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7910867358319255956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/10/for-your-heart-will-always-be-where_06.html' title='For your heart will always be where your riches are.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-5168482693541642631</id><published>2011-10-03T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T20:22:18.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awww, kadiri.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look what I found! Hehehe, something I wrote months ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One thing I've noticed about myself is that, the more I try to look good for other people's eyes, the more I feel insecure about myself. Yes, I've been struggling with this insecurity issue for more than a year now -- out of desperation to please your eyes. I know you never really asked me to beautify or to look good for you (because you said I didn't have to) but I don't know. I just thought I should look my best when I am with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I never admitted this to you, but I was insecure because I was trying to compete with your past. There would be nights that I'd just look at her photos and just envy her. Not because she's more beautiful than me, but because you loved her more. Or because I thought you loved her more. I knew it was unfair to you -- &amp;nbsp;constantly trying to prove your love to me. But I guess the problem was that I saw you guys had the best times of your lives together. And I couldn't give you material gifts just like how she did. I couldn't treat you at some fancy resto. Or dance with you at prom or gradball. I couldn't let you be with my friends because they didn't like you. Those stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I witnessed how you fought for her. How much you wanted her back when she left you. How much you tried to give her material things. Stuff like that. The worst part was, you didn't do anything like that for me. When I wanted to give up on us, you'd just let me. You never wanted to fight for our relationship. You didn't want to give me stuffed toys. You didn't want to give me flowers. I know. How childish of me to have thought of it that way. I wanted to believe that you had just grown more mature and you knew better than buying me material things or swallowing your pride just to have me back in your life. But no matter how hard I try to keep the negative stuff away... I just couldn't. And I'm sorry for being such an insecure girlfriend. But you gave me reasons to compare myself to her. I never doubted your love for me, you should know that. But you gave me reasons to doubt myself because I knew I was nothing compared to her. And I could never make you do what you have done for her. And writing this now hurts a lot and I feel like I have dug out the wounds that I tried to hide for the longest time. I'm not even sure why I'm doing this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So there, from putting make up on to being discontent to wearing weird clothes to having outrageous haircuts. I evolved into something I never expected myself to be. I wanted to be the best in your eyes. And you know what I was willing to do for you. And what I gave up just for you. Just to please you. And between the pleasings and the transformations, I lost myself. I became more insecure -- selfishly wanting to be better or to look cool or to be IDK.. a bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I believe that moving on, forgiveness and other stuff start with admitting things to yourself, admitting what went wrong and all that. So hopefully, this'll scare my insecurities and make them go away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-5168482693541642631?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/5168482693541642631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5168482693541642631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5168482693541642631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='Awww, kadiri.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-427447843583624700</id><published>2011-09-30T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:43:53.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Doh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May ginawa na naman akong kalokohan. Hindi na ko magfefacebook kahit kailan! EVER EVER EVER. OH NO WRONG MOVE. Wala na, hahahahaha, pakealamera na naman ako. Epal na naman ako. Forever epal. Epal on the loose with a very epal face. Yuck kadiri. EW EW EW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dahil dyan, ipopost ko na lang ang epal face ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tlnK_j-YnIo/ToWs4pCjLFI/AAAAAAAAA4s/dzlIwMoBE_w/s1600/309694_2015840081910_1421098063_31766249_860989322_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tlnK_j-YnIo/ToWs4pCjLFI/AAAAAAAAA4s/dzlIwMoBE_w/s1600/309694_2015840081910_1421098063_31766249_860989322_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grabe, sobrang sabik na sabik pa naman ako dahil pinublish ko na yung Facebook timeline ko at WTF sobrang cool ng Facebook timeline pero hindi na ko magfefacebook kahit kailan (or until tomorrow). Kada may notification kinakabahan ako. Therefore ibabaon ko na sa limot ang Facebook ko. Next sem na lang ulit. Or kakalimutan ko na lang ang ginawa ko or ibabaon ko na lang sa ilalim ng septic tank ang epal face ko. HAHAHAAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-427447843583624700?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/427447843583624700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/doh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/427447843583624700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/427447843583624700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/doh.html' title='Doh'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tlnK_j-YnIo/ToWs4pCjLFI/AAAAAAAAA4s/dzlIwMoBE_w/s72-c/309694_2015840081910_1421098063_31766249_860989322_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-1882050753268076440</id><published>2011-09-26T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:44:05.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buhay UP'/><title type='text'>Eh mamatay na nag-imbento ng class suspensions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Simula sa araw na ito, hindi na ako magcecelebrate like crazy tuwing nasususpend ang klase, dahil somewhere out there, merong isang pinaghirapang event ang hindi natutuloy dahil wala ng pasok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ilang buwan din naming pinaghirapan at pinaghandaan ang pagdating ng araw na ito. Ilang timbang pawis ang nailabas. Ilang puno ang nasayang sa libo libong papel na pinaprint at naxerox. At dahil lang sa bwisit na bagyo, hindi na natuloy ang event namin kanina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Matutuloy pa naman sa November. Pero panibagong pagtatawag na naman ng schools bilang attendees. Panibagong marketing na naman para sa pagkain (na sana wag naman). Panibagong paggapang na naman sa pakikipag-agawan sa venue. Panibagong set of schedules, speakers, at lahat. Lahat panibago. Parang panibagong event na namang kailangan planuhin at paghandaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At kanina, habang durog na durog pa ang puso namin, kinailangan pa namin magsend out ng letter of regret sa mga speakers at sponsors. At sobrang sakit pala magsend ng ganung klaseng sulat. Haha. Hay, nakakalungkot talaga yung nangyari kanina. Hindi namin na-anticipate na pwede pala mangyari yun. Lahat pa kami kanina, basang basa sa ulan habang nakacorporate attire dahil naghakot kami ng mga freebies at food mula Engg Theatre hanggang CVMIG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, sa buong steering committee ng CS iCon, maraming salamat sa hard work nyo. Kay Stephen na sobrang bongga lang magbenta ng kung ano ano para sa araw araw na gastusin, Alex and Camz sa paghanap at pag-asikaso sa venue, Bong at Jules at Jew para sa sobrang wagas na marketing (sobrang sosyal talaga ng sponsors natin), kay Justin bilang adviser through everything... pati sa mga volunteers dapat para kanina! Maraming salamat rin pala sa lahat ng mga taong tumulong sa amin magbuhat kanina... at syempre sa aking mga co-heads na sina Josh, Riza and Jace. At sana wala akong nakalimutan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko na itake ang opportunity na to (na alam ko di rin nila mababasa) para magpasalamat kay Jace at Riza. Dahil alam ko, iniwan ko kayo sa ere the past week dahil sobrang depressed ko talaga sa acads ko to think na ako yung overall head. Maraming salamat sa pagsalo sa mga pagkukulang ko. At ayun, kayo talaga ang gumawa ng event na ito at kung natuloy ito, alam ko na successful sana ito. You are the best and I congratulate you for a job well done. HAHA, andaming sinabi?! :)) Ayun. Salamat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At hehe, eto yung nasa facebook profile pic ko, ang ganda ng pub mat na ginawa ni Jace. :) Sayang kanina, kasi di na nakita nung mga students yung tarp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4GQ5mz2oZwg/ToBlrngQ5dI/AAAAAAAAA4g/R108lP00Hik/s1600/293922_251091024926726_100000774922400_641501_621377941_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4GQ5mz2oZwg/ToBlrngQ5dI/AAAAAAAAA4g/R108lP00Hik/s1600/293922_251091024926726_100000774922400_641501_621377941_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-1882050753268076440?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/1882050753268076440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/eh-mamatay-na-nag-imbento-ng-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/1882050753268076440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/1882050753268076440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/eh-mamatay-na-nag-imbento-ng-class.html' title='Eh mamatay na nag-imbento ng class suspensions'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4GQ5mz2oZwg/ToBlrngQ5dI/AAAAAAAAA4g/R108lP00Hik/s72-c/293922_251091024926726_100000774922400_641501_621377941_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-309663143668998000</id><published>2011-09-26T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:44:12.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><title type='text'>Coz it's frustrating to do something you don't really like</title><content type='html'>Why my last relationship ended&lt;br /&gt;Because it had to end. Hehe, cos Austin moved far, far away and he fell out of love. Or maybe because I was bipolar and demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite band&lt;br /&gt;The Fray and Maroon 5. Local, I love Parokya ni Edgar and Urbandub and South Border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who I like and why I like them&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I liiiiikkkeeeeee someone but I can't tell but I like him because he's perfect. Hehe. Tang ina ang landi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardest thing I've ever been through&lt;br /&gt;Last year was the hardest year of my life because my dearest lola passed away anddddd Austin and I broke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite movie&lt;br /&gt;Disney Pixar's UP! :) and 500 Days of Summer :) And Toy Story 123! And Avatar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I smoke/drink&lt;br /&gt;Yuhhhhh. Not something to brag about, but yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to be when I get older&lt;br /&gt;Rich! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship with my parents&lt;br /&gt;Great! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I hate school&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm in a course I don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship status as of right now&lt;br /&gt;Stalking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random fact about myself&lt;br /&gt;I hate balloons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I cried&lt;br /&gt;A while ago, after Gilas's game against Korea. I cried when I saw Casio cried. &amp;lt;/3 heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you&lt;br /&gt;Fine, fine fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-309663143668998000?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/309663143668998000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/coz-its-frustrating-to-do-something-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/309663143668998000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/309663143668998000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/coz-its-frustrating-to-do-something-you.html' title='Coz it&apos;s frustrating to do something you don&apos;t really like'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-4974402460877273689</id><published>2011-09-22T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T00:35:45.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelingera.</title><content type='html'>30-minute break mula sa pagrereview ko para sa CS 131.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;72 97 112 112 121 32 98 105 114 116 104 100 97 121 44 32 65 117 115 116 105 110 46 32 72 111 112 101 32 121 111 117 39 114 101 32 104 97 112 112 121 46 32 58 41&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maligayang kaarawan sa pinaka-paborito kong tao sa balat ng lupa. Wala na sigurong magiging mas espesyal pang pagbati kundi ang hindi pagbati ng espesyal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VGFuZyBpbmEsIHNhbmEgbmFtYW4gbWFrYW1vdmUgb24gbmEga28hIEdhbnVuIHBhIHJpbiBuYXJhcmFtZGFtYW4ga28uIFdhZ2FzIGt1bmcgd2FnYXMgSEFIQUhBSEEuIFp6enpaenp6ei4=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-4974402460877273689?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/4974402460877273689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/feelingera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4974402460877273689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4974402460877273689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/feelingera.html' title='Feelingera.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-6933623140890156959</id><published>2011-09-20T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T21:01:46.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triangle is the shape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nanood kami nila Mark, Trisha at Pau ng Zombadings kanina. Eh bilang bading yung katabi ko, sobrang na-enjoy ko talaga yung movie, kung makatili ba naman eh HAHAHAHA. Kaso bitin. At grabe, ang gwapo ni Remington. Seryosong gwapo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapos nung pauwi na kami...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P: Gel, alam na ba ni Daddy B na zombading ka?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;G: Hindi, baka mamatay sya sa shokot eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-6933623140890156959?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6933623140890156959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/triangle-is-shape.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6933623140890156959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6933623140890156959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/triangle-is-shape.html' title='Triangle is the shape'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2160695788559491055</id><published>2011-09-11T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:44:31.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACADS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>On giving up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I'm not a quitter. I just know my limits." &amp;nbsp;(Anne Fernando, 2008)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As much as I want to believe that there's still hope for me on this, I know it's gonna take more than enough effort on my side to get through this. And sad to say, I don't like taking risks for things I don't even consider "important". After all, life's too short to waste time doing things you don't like. So, with so much pride and so much ego, I am happy to say that I'm quitting. Hehehe, better luck next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2160695788559491055?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2160695788559491055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/of-giving-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2160695788559491055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2160695788559491055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/of-giving-up.html' title='On giving up'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-988450251058168803</id><published>2011-09-10T12:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:44:42.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pananaw sa Buhay'/><title type='text'>Dahil Ako'y Nakakabato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Napansin ko lang na kaya nagiging boring ang isang conversation ay kapag hindi ka kumportable sa kausap mo. Minsan, dahil sobrang gwapo nya napapanganga ka na lang at lahat ng sabihin nya kikiligin ka na lang, o kaya dahil napaka-prominente nyang tao nakakatakot na magkamali ng sasabihin, o kaya dahil crush na crush mo sya sobrang gusto mong magkaron ng meaningful conversation naooverthink mo na ang mga bagay hence nagiging pasikat o corny ka, or worst ay kapag wala talagang pakealam sayo yung kausap mo kahit anong sabihin mo ay boring talaga at wala na talagang pag-asa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At nakakatawa, kasi lahat naman ng magagandang relasyon nagsisimula sa magagandang conversation, dahil doon mo malalaman kung magka-level ba kayo ng utak, kung cute ba sya tumawa, kung sumi-sticky caps ba sya, o kung sobrang boring nya mamatay na sya. Kaya nakakalungkot lang na kapag kausap mo yung crush mo at bigla ka na lang na-utot ng malakas o bumula yung ilong mo sa sipon. Pero promise, it's best to always keep your best foot forward kapag nakikipag-usap sa mga bagong kakilala o mga taong gustong iimpress, pero the best way to impress a person ay ang pagiging natural--hindi feeling close, hindi pacool, hindi pafunny kundi... yung... sakto lang. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-988450251058168803?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/988450251058168803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/dahil-akoy-nakakabato.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/988450251058168803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/988450251058168803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/dahil-akoy-nakakabato.html' title='Dahil Ako&apos;y Nakakabato'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8037799286608822284</id><published>2011-09-02T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:44:51.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stalker Syndrome'/><title type='text'>Drop it like it's hot</title><content type='html'>Eh yung sobrang bad trip ko lang kaninang umaga dahil di ko narinig yung alarm clock ko tapos 7AM na ko nagising tapos sobrang traffic sa may amin tapos walang dumadaang taxi tapos 15 minutes na lang bago matapos yung practicals sa EEE nung dumating ako tapos wala akong nasagot tapos di pa rin ako tapos sa MP ko... Pero dumating ka tapos napawi lahat ng simangot ko at binuo mo ang araw ko. HEHEHE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8037799286608822284?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8037799286608822284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/drop-it-like-its-hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8037799286608822284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8037799286608822284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/09/drop-it-like-its-hot.html' title='Drop it like it&apos;s hot'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8372788475506956531</id><published>2011-08-30T04:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:41:47.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school never ends'/><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1u8D45IUtFs/Tlvv5WWQvRI/AAAAAAAAA4U/UTSxwJh8JQw/s1600/292748_269369726407338_100000029397822_1236030_2436609_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1u8D45IUtFs/Tlvv5WWQvRI/AAAAAAAAA4U/UTSxwJh8JQw/s640/292748_269369726407338_100000029397822_1236030_2436609_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Shara went back home after two years! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8372788475506956531?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8372788475506956531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8372788475506956531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8372788475506956531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_30.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1u8D45IUtFs/Tlvv5WWQvRI/AAAAAAAAA4U/UTSxwJh8JQw/s72-c/292748_269369726407338_100000029397822_1236030_2436609_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-7068662603880764977</id><published>2011-08-18T14:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:42:03.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ARTSY FARTSY'/><title type='text'>KKKKK</title><content type='html'>Dahil sobrang mabuti akong kaibigan, tinulungan ko si Regsh sa project nya sa isang subject. Pumayag lang naman akong magmukhang tanga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sz-Qkib9Ao0/TkysnBOZstI/AAAAAAAAA4I/o8tUsMtz3z0/s1600/set25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sz-Qkib9Ao0/TkysnBOZstI/AAAAAAAAA4I/o8tUsMtz3z0/s640/set25.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l0OnmK4fOAA/TkytCWUGAwI/AAAAAAAAA4M/w3mMnDSP1v8/s1600/set26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l0OnmK4fOAA/TkytCWUGAwI/AAAAAAAAA4M/w3mMnDSP1v8/s640/set26.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-7068662603880764977?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/7068662603880764977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/08/kkkkk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7068662603880764977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7068662603880764977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/08/kkkkk.html' title='KKKKK'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sz-Qkib9Ao0/TkysnBOZstI/AAAAAAAAA4I/o8tUsMtz3z0/s72-c/set25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-1137691804724889762</id><published>2011-08-14T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:42:13.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buhay UP'/><title type='text'>Grad Pictorial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Because of my uncle's wake, I didn't have time to prepare for my creative shot. So, my sister and I just bought a cute dress for my shot. Cza told me it looked like a lingerie :)) Anywaaay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So we had our grad pics taken and everyone was beautiful and pogi (especially Ryan)! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJGKZfJ_jcU/Tkc9mXFJnwI/AAAAAAAAA3c/R4ZB-G7QBAE/s1600/205841_262127283797651_100000011437565_1166684_4765027_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJGKZfJ_jcU/Tkc9mXFJnwI/AAAAAAAAA3c/R4ZB-G7QBAE/s640/205841_262127283797651_100000011437565_1166684_4765027_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OKhck_ZOtYI/Tkc9nK6BspI/AAAAAAAAA3g/PtPojpFnvCI/s1600/226120_1971447100007_1657906680_32095712_4920898_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Namatay ang tito ko, bumalik si Shara galing US, may gusto akong umalis na. Sa kahit papaanong paraan pa yan, hindi madaling mawalan at mas lalong hindi madaling lumisan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Habang hinahatid ako ni Alain sa bahay kagabi, napag-usapan namin ang mga taong umaalis. At habang jinujustify ko sa kanya na mas mahirap ang iwanan, milyun-milyong mga unwanted thoughts na naman ang pumasok sa isip ko. At yun ang unang beses na nasabi kong naiintindihan ko na si Austin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Palagi kong kinakalimutan na merong dalawang side ng story at hindi dahil malungkot ang side na alam ko, hindi nangangahulugang masaya ang kabilang side. Minsan, may mas lulungkot pa pala sa pinagdadaanan ko, minsan may mas mahirap pa pala sa nangyayari sa akin. Hindi palaging opposite ang nangyayari sa magkabilang panig, merong win-win, at sad to say, marami ring lose-lose. At hindi dahil ikaw ang umalis, ikaw ang masama. Hindi dahil nasaktan mo ko, dapat mamatay ka na.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At ngayon, tinatry ko naman i-justify kung bakit hindi masamang umalis. Minsan kailangan mo na, minsan na-serve mo na kasi ang purpose mo sa pananatili. At minsan kasi, may mga taong hindi mo na talaga kayang makasama. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-9070327755158638520?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/9070327755158638520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/08/pag-alis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/9070327755158638520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/9070327755158638520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/08/pag-alis.html' title='Pag-alis'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-530317024725107356</id><published>2011-08-03T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:42:44.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>You can't beat it, no one else can</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginising kami ng nanay ko kaninang madaling araw at natataranta sila ng tatay ko papuntang ospital. My uncle was dying. Hindi ko ata kaya ielaborate ang details pero mga alas singko ng umaga, pumanaw sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sobrang weird ng pakiramdam na mawalan. Forever favorite kong magsulat tungkol sa kung gaano kahirap magmove on at kung gaano kasakit maiwanan. Pero ngayon, hindi ko ata kayang makabuo ng isang matinong talata para mailarawan kung gaanong sakit ang nararamdaman ko ngayon. Kung gaano ko gustong ibalik ang buhay nya at kung gaano ko nararamdaman na sobrang nadaya siya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nagsusulat ako ngayon dahil di ako mapakali. Nasa St. Peter Chapels ngayon ang mga magulang ko, sinusundo na sya. At di ko alam kung kaya ko na syang makita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gusto nya mabuhay. Ni wala syang sakit. Ayaw nya pa mamatay. Sinasabi nya yun habang pinagkakaguluhan sya ng mga doktor sa ospital. Pero dahil oras na nya, oras na nya. At paulit ulit tumatakbo sa isip kung gaano nahirapan sa emergency room ang tito ko. Kung gaano kasakit sa puso nya tanggapin na kakaunting oras na lang ang meron sya. Na kailangan na nyang bitawan ang buong buhay nyang pinaghirapan. Wala ako dun, na sana andun ako. Na sana nasabi ko sa kanya na mahal ko sya. Na may kabuluhan ang buhay nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Araw araw kong dinadaanan yung bahay nya. 57 sya at walang pamilya. At ni minsan di ko naisip na isang umaga nakita ko lang syang umiinom ng kape sa bahay ng tita ko at hindi ko sya binati dahil malelate na ko nun, tapos kinabukasan kailangan ko na makita sya na wala ng buhay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sobrang lungkot ngayon dito. Sobrang lungkot ng tatay ko, ng nanay ko. Ng buong pamilya namin. Kasi sya yung una. Kasi ganun pala yun. Kasi hindi na namin maririnig yung tawa nya, hindi na namin maririnig yung mga corny nyang jokes, wala ng kuripot kapag pasko, wala ng maghihiwa ng ham, wala ng mamamapak ng lechon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At iba na. Ibang-iba na lahat ng wala sya. At di ko na kayang pagpatuloy ‘to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-530317024725107356?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/530317024725107356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-cant-beat-it-no-one-else-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/530317024725107356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/530317024725107356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-cant-beat-it-no-one-else-can.html' title='You can&apos;t beat it, no one else can'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-3668110473469179907</id><published>2011-07-24T05:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:47:58.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armina Lakwatsera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Photos I got from Pau's phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lou6n0rGDr1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lou6n0rGDr1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When Pau, Orlie and I fetched Regsh at Glorietta after her OJT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lou6uqCK5M1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lou6uqCK5M1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My first time to taste the famous Universitea. I still prefer Bubbatealicious because I like its taste better and it's cheaper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lou6xoFxwP1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lou6xoFxwP1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fifth Dimension! Thank you Koko, Pau and Mark for coming there to support me (and Jamie)! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lou6znw05u1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lou6znw05u1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the few pics during my birthday! :) Thank you Pau, Orlie and Jean for the Mango Bravo! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-3668110473469179907?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/3668110473469179907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/07/photos-i-got-from-paus-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/3668110473469179907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/3668110473469179907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/07/photos-i-got-from-paus-phone.html' title='Photos I got from Pau&apos;s phone'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-6960472053373683190</id><published>2011-07-24T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:38:30.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buhay UP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school never ends'/><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't been blogging lately because I really don't have anything to say. Plus, school is really sucking up all my time and energy that I don't even have time to watch my favorite teleseryes anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But even though I'm really busy about school, I'm actually enjoying it. I'm loving the whole thesis lab thing and how I spend my school days "working" on our thesis at the lab. BTW, I'm so proud about this so I'm gonna share that our thesis proposal got accepted to a conference next year and it's going to be in Banff, Canada! :) Yup, our thesis group is going to Canada! I'm really so excited about it but I (we) might not come if we don't find sponsors for our trip because we don't have funds HEHE. Anyway, I'm just so proud of us HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lovcbfWR0t1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lovcbfWR0t1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lovcgiUpfa1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lovcgiUpfa1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;BTW, we had a mini AvoBec reunion again and there were only like 8 of us. It turned out to be our barkada's reunion again and it was boring HAHAHA but Jean and I were happy because.... HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lovcu4JSFl1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lovcu4JSFl1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lovcx6X1zn1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lovcx6X1zn1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This sem, I decided to apply for UP ACM. :) And last Saturday, I finally met my buddy, Jet. We did the required "buddy date" together with his Junior friends and I had fun, YEY! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So there :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-6960472053373683190?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6960472053373683190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/08/stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6960472053373683190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/6960472053373683190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/08/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-7464732682070603422</id><published>2011-07-13T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:40:30.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buhay UP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACADS'/><title type='text'>zzZzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo9orpAAGo1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo9orpAAGo1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo9p1dtSQr1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo9p1dtSQr1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group's straw tower in ES 10! Yesterday was the industrial fan test and good thing our tower didn't overturn! Well, as expected! Coz you know, we used Physics LOL&lt;br /&gt;More pics from SCL today! My labmates, plus Julian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo9pb9EYB91qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo9pb9EYB91qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo9p8jBTvH1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo9p8jBTvH1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have a lot of things I want to write about but since I cannot afford to write right now (because of my CS 131 exam and my PE practicals and all the other acad-related problems that come along with my 21 units this sem), I shall do it not today, but very soon. I miss writing emo stuff too HAHA k, what am I saying. So for now, bye! :) Exam in 131 tomorrow wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-7464732682070603422?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/7464732682070603422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/07/zzzzzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7464732682070603422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7464732682070603422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/07/zzzzzz.html' title='zzZzzz'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2284013630493120128</id><published>2011-07-11T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:40:41.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buhay UP'/><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, lemme just show you the vain pics we took in the lab earlier today!&amp;nbsp;Hi Alek and Cza!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo69g2cOPV1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo69g2cOPV1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo696fVp0P1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo696fVp0P1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo69h5KORl1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo69h5KORl1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BTW, about our thesis, there are four of us in the group: me, Cza, Gerald and Michael. We're 4 in the group because we'll be making two thesis papers for the whole year. :) Anyway, they're closely related naman so we're KINDA confident about it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo69mjeWHf1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo69mjeWHf1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's Michael! (the one wearing purple shirt) SORRY NO GERALD PICS :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2284013630493120128?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2284013630493120128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/07/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2284013630493120128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2284013630493120128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/07/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8499339275414822300</id><published>2011-07-10T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:40:56.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armina Lakwatsera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Last Friday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So last Friday, I cut my CS 133 and CS 180 because of excitement! Finally, our most awaited Year-enders bonding pushed through!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meet my college friends aka The Year-enders! BTW, this photo happens to be our first complete pic EVEEERRR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo4kyhfRQT1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo4kyhfRQT1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went to Shane's new condo and because it was my birthday, we had a "party"! YEY! Thanks to the ever so sulit Shakey's Supercard, we had too much pizza for that day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo4kvhRyNM1qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo4kvhRyNM1qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By the way, thank you friends for the&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;ice cream cake&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;the shoe box! :)) It was my first time to ever taste an ice cream cake, so thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo4l555j571qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo4l555j571qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And because Ryan's house was just a few steps away, we visited his super cute pamangkin Charry! She's really super cute and seryoso just like his Tito! HAHA. I wanna have my own baby na tuloy! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo4lbpEIJ71qidr0k.jpg" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo4lbpEIJ71qidr0k.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So there! I had fun that day but we had to go home early because our super old friend Jobelle who was having an arthritis attack needed to go home early! Super bitin, next time ulit! And I realized Shane's house was just around 20-30 minutes away from our house (without traffic)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wanna post about my birthday already, but Pau hasn't sent me the photos yet :( Next time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8499339275414822300?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8499339275414822300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-friday-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8499339275414822300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8499339275414822300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-friday-night.html' title='Last Friday Night'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-5568317672739905530</id><published>2011-06-13T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:35:16.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buhay UP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACADS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Enrollment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CEFrHmAgas/TfMKTeIscQI/AAAAAAAAA0s/C2P5LOLT3UI/s1600/sched.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CEFrHmAgas/TfMKTeIscQI/AAAAAAAAA0s/C2P5LOLT3UI/s1600/sched.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After one week of stress due to enrollment (and some other unfortunate events), I finally got my final schedule! YEY! :) I'm not worried with my long breaks anymore because I already have a place to stay -- my thesis lab! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaaaay, I didn't realize how stressful the thesis lab applications were until Jobelle and I applied for WSG (Web Science Group) and she got in while I didn't. If you must know, Jobelle and I agreed to be thesis partners before. I even wrote a blog entry about it! Anyway, Jobelle decided to drop our partnership and confirm her slot with WSG. It was two days worth of drama plus crying and because I'm not the only person involved (there are four of us, actually), I shall not tell the juicy details about me and Jobelle's separation. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the end of it all, Cza and Gerald became my thesis partners! Because Cza and Anna got separated, too (all thanks to WSG's random picking). Same with Melvin and Gerald. Maybe Jobelle had the courage to leave me since that would mean I'd get to team up with Cza! And she knew I'll be in good hands CZZZZZ. Without any kaplastikan or whatever, I'm happy that I'll be doing my thesis with the two funniest people I know (clown kasi si Gerald hahaha). Plus, Cza and I got in SCL (Scientific Computing Lab) and Sir Valdez told us that he picked his students based on grades. Which I am actually proud of since I did not get rejected or accepted due to teacher's prerogative or some random testing (like lab rats lol joke). So there, Ma'am Pearl will be our thesis adviser and we'll be working on GIS and landslides and everything (which I still need to study because I am honestly clueless). So there, I am happy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I just have to say this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I learned a lot from all of what happened (especially during those two days of drama) -- most importantly that it's not high school anymore and we're in the real world now. People need to make choices for survival (most of them need to be selfish). Sometimes, it would mean breaking the hearts of people they love or even breaking their own hearts. Just like my friend's status message on FB today, "&lt;i&gt;The hardest thing about growing up is that you have to do what is right for you even if it means breaking someone's heart. Including your own.&lt;/i&gt;"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For a person like me who would do anything and risk everything just to see the people I love happy or would do everything to keep a promise, it's such an unfair world to live in. But at the end of the day, there's no reason to hold grudges or to get left behind or to get stuck in the past over other people's "wise" choices because that's just life. And life must go on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walang kwenta?! :)) hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, thank you C, K, JR, P, S and R for being there beside me when I was crying and I needed a friend. Thank you guys for knowing the right words to say. Thank you for not judging me and for trying to understand how hurt I was. :) And to J aka T, you should know that you're for keeps, too &amp;gt;:D&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-5568317672739905530?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/5568317672739905530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/06/enrollment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5568317672739905530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5568317672739905530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/06/enrollment.html' title='Enrollment'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CEFrHmAgas/TfMKTeIscQI/AAAAAAAAA0s/C2P5LOLT3UI/s72-c/sched.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2217949733157327049</id><published>2011-06-09T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T22:38:23.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Ampalaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wala akong karapatan na saktan ka kahit ano pa ang ginawa mong masama sa akin. Wake up call na ang nangyari sa akin kanina at noong mga nakaraang araw. Nakakalungkot na ganito ang kinahinatnan natin pero alam ko na marami akong kasalanan sa naging sitwasyon natin. Hindi ko na kahit kailan maibabalik lahat ng masasakit na bagay na sinabi ko sa'yo at humantong pa sa pagwiwish mo na magpakamatay na ako. Ngayon nga, hindi ko na rin maijustify lahat ng mga nagawa ko eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi ko kayang burahin ang blog na ito kaya sana maintindihan mo. Pero binura ko na ang mga bagay tungkol sa'yo (well mostly) at hindi ko na kahit kailan ituturing kang espesyal sa buhay ko dahil yun ang gusto mo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pasensya na sa nagawa kong gulo sa buhay natin. Kahit sobrang ibang-iba na ang tingin ko sa'yo, hindi magbabago kung ano ang nangyari noon at yun ang dahilan kung bakit ngayon, sa unang pagkakataon, napatawad na kita. Sana mapatawad ko rin ang sarili ko in due time. At sana ikaw rin. Hindi man ngayon, pero sana balang araw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hanggang sa muli. Hey, ito na ang fresh ampalaya post ko na sine-save ko for something special. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2217949733157327049?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2217949733157327049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/06/fresh-ampalaya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2217949733157327049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2217949733157327049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/06/fresh-ampalaya.html' title='Fresh Ampalaya'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-3211795811782254788</id><published>2011-06-08T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:36:00.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pag-ibig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Pervert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Paulit ulit kong binasa yung conversation natin kagabi at kahit anong basa ko, sobrang sama pa rin ng ugali mo. At sabi ko sa sarili ko, baka nababad trip lang ako ngayon dahil pagod ako. Kaya natulog ako at hanggang ngayong tinatype ko 'to pagkagising ko, iritang irita pa rin ako sayo. Kasi, sobrang sama mo. At oo, hindi ko idedelete ang blog ko kahit kailan. Kasi proof ito na isa kang walang kwentang lalaki at nagpaloko ako sa'yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe, sana narealize ko na ito dati pa, na wala kang kwenta. Gusto ko lang malinaw sa ating dalawa na mahal lang talaga kita kaya gusto kong magkaayos tayo pero napakalayo mo para maging isang magaling na boyfriend. Kaya sana wag mong i-feel na sobrang gwapo mo na dahil merong isang magandang babae na nagkandarapa sa'yo. Grabe, if I know kinulam mo lang ako. Hindi naman ako nahihiyang sabihin na EX kita pero gusto ko lang malaman mo na pag naiisip ko ngayon yun, nagsisisi talaga ako at seryosong naiisip ko na YUCK ARMINA ANONG GINAWA MO SA BUHAY MO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ngayon andaming masasamang wish ang pumapasok sa isip ko, pero hindi ko pa rin iwiwish na sana wag ka ng makabalik dito. Sige sana makabalik ka, pero mukhang mangyayari yun kapag nakalimutan ka na naming lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ikaw na nagbabasa ngayon dahil sinabihan ka ni Austin na basahin ang blog ko para mapatunayan nya na creepy ako at madrama ako at gwapo siya, gusto ko lang malaman nyong lahat ito. Na wala akong pakealam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero gusto ko lang linawin sa inyong lahat na bago ako maging si creep girl or si weirdo woman, minahal ako ni Austin at patay na patay siya sa akin. Araw araw nya akong hinahatid sa bahay namin ng naka-taxi dahil sinasabi nyan lagi nya kong namimiss. Nagagalit siya sa akin pag ayaw kong magpahatid o pag gusto ko mag-jeep lang kami. Noong birthday nya, sya pa ang nagregalo sa akin at umiyak pa sya sa sobrang saya dahil ako ang kasama nya noong birthday nya. Dinalhan nya dati ng limang kahon ng pizza ang pamilya ko noong birthday nya. &amp;nbsp;Noong namatay ang lola ko, umuwi sya galing bakasyon nya sa Pangasinan para lang i-comfort ako. Pinagluluto nya pa ako ng kung ano anong ulam at nagpipicnic kami pag lunch namin sa UP. Hindi sya pumapasok ng mga klase nya dahil gusto nya ko makasama. Iniwan nya ang ERG para lang hintayin ako araw araw mula sa mga classes ko sa UP. Halos lahat ng sweldo nya mula sa pagtututor, ibinubuhos nya sa panlilibre sa akin sa sine at kung saan saang restaurant. Noong valentine's day na hindi na kami, pumunta sya sa bahay namin para bigyan ako ng comfort food ko kasi alam nyang malungkot ako. Dinadalhan nya pa ako ng gamot kapag may sakit ako, inaalagaan at palaging kinakamusta. Alam ko material things lang yan lahat dahil hindi ko naman kayang iparamdam din sa inyo ang nararamdaman ko na mahal na mahal talaga ako ni Austin noon. At gusto ko lang sabihin sa inyo na hindi lang ako ang patay na patay kay Austin dito. And most of all, sobrang madrama rin si Austin kaya lang wala syang blog para pagtawanan din ng friends ko. Minsan nga galit na galit ako sa kanya dahil di sya pumapasok sa class nya kapag magkagalit kami at sinusundan nya pa ko. Creepy nya noh? HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sana maintindihan nyong lahat na naging ako si creep girl dahil iniwan ako ni Austin sa ere. Noong naging one-sided na lang ang relationship namin. Noong nalaman nyang aalis na sya papuntang US, tinatry nya na akong bitawan dahil sinabi nya noon na gusto nya na magmove on ako at ibukas ang isip ko sa iba pang possibilities. Pero kahit na anong pilit nya noong ilaglag na ako, palagi pa ring hindi kami magkatiisan. Hanggang sobrang napepressure na sya at sobrang nadedepress na sya dahil kailangan na nyang umalis. Bigla na lang hindi na nya ako kinausap dahil demanding daw ako sa oras (akala mo sya hindi eh). Hanggang makaalis sya hindi nya ko kinausap. Mga kaibigan na nya mismo, sila Kuya Adrian, AJ at Danniel ang tumutulong sa akin para mapalambot si Austin dahil alam din nila na sobrang depressed na si Austin sa pag-alis nya. (At hanggang ngayon, sobrang mahal na mahal ko sila Kuya dahil hindi nila ako jinudge kahit wala na kami ni Austin dahil naging mga kaibigan ko na rin sila.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, hindi ko alam kung naiintndihan nyo ko talaga o hindi, pero nabigla lang ako na posible pala yon na isang araw pinaparamdam sa'yo na mahal na mahal ka, kaholding hands mo, kahalikan mo, tapos literal na kinabukasan, kaya ka na nyang tiisin na wag kausapin. At hindi ko noon alam bakit galit na galit si Austin sa akin. Kaya kahit dinedeny nya na &amp;nbsp;hindi ako paasahin, hindi nya sinabi sa akin kung anong nangyari. Kahit hanggang ngayon, hindi nya sinasabi sa akin. Kaya na-force akong gumawa ng sarili kong katotohanan para makapagmove on ako. At iniisip ko noon na nagpapanggap lang si Austin dahil ayaw na nyang mahirapan ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi nag-iimprove ang kalagayan ko kahit 7 months ago na yun. At sa tingin ko, ako ang normal at sya yung madali magmove on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yun lang. Sana wag nyong gawing means itong blog ko para i-judge kung sino ako. Hindi nyo talaga ako kilala unless ako na mismo magshare sa inyo ng mga thoughts ko. Sobrang bigat ng blog na ito pero hindi ito ang kabubuan ko. Maraming nangyayari sa akin araw araw pero kaya puro malungkot lang halos ang nasa blog ko ay dahil inspired lang ako magsulat kapag nalulungkot ako o kaya kapag galit ako. Hindi ang blog na ito ang buong buhay ko. Yun lang. Anyway, pake ko talaga. Sobrang pake ko lang talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mukha ng tanga to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-3211795811782254788?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/3211795811782254788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/06/pervert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/3211795811782254788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/3211795811782254788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/06/pervert.html' title='Pervert'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-203635770676809294</id><published>2011-06-07T17:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T19:59:50.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I cannot explain how this day made me twice as mature as I was yesterday. And for all the weird, unexpected reasons, I will never forget this day. Reality slapped me in the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To Cza, Kee and Shane, thank you so, so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-203635770676809294?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/203635770676809294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/203635770676809294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/203635770676809294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy.html' title='Happy!'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-7890907032545615262</id><published>2011-06-03T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:36:39.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pananaw sa Buhay'/><title type='text'>Minola</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Andami talagang assholes sa mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Simple lang kasi yan eh, kung ayaw mo, edi wag mo. Kung hindi mo na mahal, sabihin mo. Maniwala ka sakin na kahit gaano ka pa kakilala ng isang tao, hindi nya mahuhulaan lahat ng iniisip mo. Kung hindi mo na gusto, wag mo na paasahin. Uhg, at siguro naman naexperience mo na rin na mabulag at lokohin ang sarili mo na may gusto sa'yo ang isang tao dahil gustong gusto mo sya imposibleng wala syang gusto sa'yo. Tapos gagatungan mo pa ng pagbibigay ng maling moves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walang taong gusto masaktan okay. Pero mas masakit pa kung pag-iisipin mo sya ng ilang buwan, i-lilead sa maling idea tapos in the end tsaka mo sasabihing, " I just don't love you no more."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ano ka gwapo? Itsura mo ha, pakiayos. At kahit gano ka pa siguro kagwapo, kung gagawin mo yan sa kaibigan ko, susuntukin kita. At lalong wag mo yan gagawin sakin, kasi kawawa naman ako chos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-7890907032545615262?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/7890907032545615262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/06/minola.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7890907032545615262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7890907032545615262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/06/minola.html' title='Minola'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-5647008309053566586</id><published>2011-06-02T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T20:47:16.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm naalala ko lang 'to</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.crushbits.com/findcrush/1429148"&gt;love calculator LINK hahahahaha&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;click na please please :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-5647008309053566586?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/5647008309053566586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/06/hmmm-nakakamiss-naman-to-hahahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5647008309053566586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5647008309053566586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/06/hmmm-nakakamiss-naman-to-hahahaha.html' title='Hmmm naalala ko lang &apos;to'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8648252216853288914</id><published>2011-05-29T13:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:30:37.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pag-ibig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school never ends'/><title type='text'>KKKK</title><content type='html'>Look what I found! Photobooth pics from Trisha's debut! They're so funnyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gIU_iGKiKQ/TeHYih1uETI/AAAAAAAAAzw/rvJvSbD_vz8/s1600/20090516-221826.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gIU_iGKiKQ/TeHYih1uETI/AAAAAAAAAzw/rvJvSbD_vz8/s640/20090516-221826.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I miss Jake Cuenca so badlyyyyy. &amp;lt;/3 HAHAHA This is the story behind my ultimate kilig pic LOLZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D3v1IF7KbgY/TeHYnR7sBuI/AAAAAAAAAz4/yfJo1FCBch8/s1600/20090516-221955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D3v1IF7KbgY/TeHYnR7sBuI/AAAAAAAAAz4/yfJo1FCBch8/s640/20090516-221955.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I miss my camwhore friend Mark Yumang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Kjg97CnW2U/TeHYsLnnqvI/AAAAAAAAA0A/JC1dG1WEqIo/s1600/20090516-233645.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Kjg97CnW2U/TeHYsLnnqvI/AAAAAAAAA0A/JC1dG1WEqIo/s640/20090516-233645.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GDj8CAW8Zao/TeHYuf6qn5I/AAAAAAAAA0E/4yEghvsYuqo/s1600/20090516-233730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GDj8CAW8Zao/TeHYuf6qn5I/AAAAAAAAA0E/4yEghvsYuqo/s640/20090516-233730.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XHxY5hT3TrI/TeHYwy6uj9I/AAAAAAAAA0I/wpBNTzK-8Q4/s1600/20090516-233952.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XHxY5hT3TrI/TeHYwy6uj9I/AAAAAAAAA0I/wpBNTzK-8Q4/s640/20090516-233952.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XGxGSArNh2Y/TeHYzBhdzEI/AAAAAAAAA0M/dyjxUEVV3Wo/s1600/20090516-234034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XGxGSArNh2Y/TeHYzBhdzEI/AAAAAAAAA0M/dyjxUEVV3Wo/s640/20090516-234034.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA K&amp;nbsp;Regsh and I raping AJ HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/6442977483816293648-8648252216853288914?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8648252216853288914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/kkkk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8648252216853288914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8648252216853288914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/kkkk.html' title='KKKK'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gIU_iGKiKQ/TeHYih1uETI/AAAAAAAAAzw/rvJvSbD_vz8/s72-c/20090516-221826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-697432650203370561</id><published>2011-05-28T20:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:30:59.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pag-ibig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buhay UP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Community Fair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FkXpVCjIUpU/TeDoF92pHPI/AAAAAAAAAyo/x9hn4PCNuMc/s1600/258935_1751621513792_1336508500_31592105_1216989_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FkXpVCjIUpU/TeDoF92pHPI/AAAAAAAAAyo/x9hn4PCNuMc/s640/258935_1751621513792_1336508500_31592105_1216989_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeheeey, nagvolunteer kami for UP CURSOR nila Jamie, Lester, Cindy (kumuha ng pic) at Enzo sa outreach program ng USC sa may San Roque (yung sa may gilid ng Agham Road).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sobrang saya kasi noong una talaga ang fail ng mga plans ni Enzo pero eventually, nakaisip kami ng magagandang activities for the kids! Nag Pera O Bayong kami, tapos charades tapos Hep Hep Hooray! Sayang nga lang konti lang dinala naming prizes sobrang game na game pa naman yung kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Noong pumasok kami ng San Roque, hindi ko akalaing sobrang lawak pala nun sa loob. As in mula Agham hanggang Trinoma talaga ang range nya. At actually, sobrang pasikot sikot talaga yung dinaanan namin at sigurado akong pag iniwan nila ko, hindi na ko makakabalik dahil di ko na matandaan haha! Nakakashock din kasi sa gitna, meron na silang parang palengke, covered court, parang simbahan. Community na talaga sila doon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nilecture din kami nung ibang taga dun sa sitwasyon nila. Kung bakit ayaw nila umalis doon kahit na pinapademolish na talaga. At kahit noon pa, pro-gobyerno talaga ako sa issue na yun. Na dapat na sila umalis. But still, hindi naman ako tiga doon kaya hindi ko rin ma-feel yung pinagdadaanan nila. So, ayoko na lang magbigay ng opinion sa ngayon HAHA. Basta ang alam ko lang, maraming holdaper sa area na yun at nakakatakot pag gabi dumaan sa North Ave! HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anywaaaaay. Fun fun fun day! Sana maulit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share ko lang 'tong epic conversation namin with a kid. Nagpapaisip kasi kami ng team names nila para sa charade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lester: Anong team name nyo?&lt;br /&gt;Bata (I think sya yung naka-blue sa photo): Skeptron na lang! (other kids agreed)&lt;br /&gt;Lester: Wow cool. Dinosaur ba yun? or Robot?&lt;br /&gt;Bata: Hindi, &lt;b&gt;fraternity&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medyo shocking nga yung mga bata don HAHA! Wala lang! HAHAHA. At nakakainis, ang panget ko sa lahat ng pics, HUHUHUH T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tYhqF5splBM/TeD8ZBR9VeI/AAAAAAAAAy0/JaPuGKWjdj4/s1600/248388_1751742716822_1336508500_31592309_7178725_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tYhqF5splBM/TeD8ZBR9VeI/AAAAAAAAAy0/JaPuGKWjdj4/s640/248388_1751742716822_1336508500_31592309_7178725_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wI0swz_e48M/TeD8aPyuJoI/AAAAAAAAAy4/hkXyGGk1WyA/s1600/249550_1751740956778_1336508500_31592306_7181918_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wI0swz_e48M/TeD8aPyuJoI/AAAAAAAAAy4/hkXyGGk1WyA/s640/249550_1751740956778_1336508500_31592306_7181918_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of Enzo's FAIL ideas hahahaha :)) Sobrang tagal namin pinagdiskusyunan kung anong title ng area namin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Cindy Villavicencio for the PICS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-697432650203370561?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/697432650203370561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/community-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/697432650203370561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/697432650203370561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/community-fair.html' title='Community Fair!'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FkXpVCjIUpU/TeDoF92pHPI/AAAAAAAAAyo/x9hn4PCNuMc/s72-c/258935_1751621513792_1336508500_31592105_1216989_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2806857264157350527</id><published>2011-05-27T12:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:31:13.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FANGIRL'/><title type='text'>I love you this big</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I stopped watching American Idol Season 10 after Casey Abrams got eliminated because I got really frustrated when I couldn't vote for him. Casey Abrams will forever be sexy for me HAHAHA. Anywaaaay, I'm happy that Scotty won against Lauren. I never liked Lauren. Plus, I like Scotty too because he was really kind to Jacee Badeaux before. HAHAHA K. ANDDDDDD, I had goosebumps because of Scotty's &lt;i&gt;I Love You This Big&lt;/i&gt; performance. He sang it really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KKK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2806857264157350527?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2806857264157350527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-you-this-big.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2806857264157350527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2806857264157350527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-you-this-big.html' title='I love you this big'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8443638187214208690</id><published>2011-05-26T06:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:31:23.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Shit'/><title type='text'>Loser ka pala eh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nagtataka ka kung bakit palagi ka na lang natatalo sa kanya. Ilang beses mo pinilit bumitiw pero palagi mo natatagpuan ang sarili mong tumatakbo pabalik. Siguro dahil kakaiba siya, siguro dahil mahal mo talaga siya, siguro dahil hindi pa talaga dapat. Pero sa kahit ano pang kadahilanan, palagi ka nyang natatalo sa pag-iyak nya, sa drama, sa lahat. At wala kang magawa dahil parang may gomang nakatali sa'yo na habang pinipilit mong lumakad palayo, mas matindi ang hatak sa'yo pabalik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ngayon, nananalo ka na. Nananalo ka na sa pagpapanggap. Nananalo ka na sa gomang nakakapit sa buong pagkatao mo. At umaasa ka na sa pagkakataong ito, hindi ka na mahihila pabalik. Umaasa ka na balang araw lahat ng pagpapanggap ay magiging katotohanan at gigising ka sa isang araw na totoo na lahat ng nararamdaman mo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pero tama ba ang labang pinipilit mong mapanalunan? Paano kung ang pagkatalo ang mismong magpapanalo sa'yo? Sino ba ang nagsabing pag bato ka, ikaw ang tama? Ikaw lang diba, ikaw lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8443638187214208690?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8443638187214208690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/loser-ka-pala-eh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8443638187214208690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8443638187214208690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/loser-ka-pala-eh.html' title='Loser ka pala eh.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2394120252743656030</id><published>2011-05-25T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:31:36.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Not that I have the slightest concern about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe if you really know me, or you spent a good amount of time to observe me, you should know that I don't cheat. Or at least, I try to avoid cheating. Yes, I cheat sometimes but I swear I regret everything after and I never feel happy about cheating. After our CS 12 days where I cheated on a machine problem by asking James to do most of it (he's not my classmate back then, he was just too kind to "help" me), I realized that there isn't a single good thing about cheating. I risk the lives of the people involved, I risk my life and reputation and I might lose friends eventually. Plus, I never learn when I cheat. The temporary salvation that cheating gives is never worth a lifetime of regrets when caught. Sooo, since the CS 12 cheating incidentS (yep, it happened many times), I always try to remind myself to do things the honest way. Yes, I know I failed many times (like when I copied Ryan's probset in CS 135 or when I used someone's MP as a "guide"), but I always try to stick to my principle of not cheating. It's actually something that I am proud of -- that I am surviving without owing people any of my little successes in life -- like finishing a machine problem on my own or figuring a language by myself or doing my own papers or passing an impossible subject or staying loyal to my boyfriend throughout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I don't really know why I'm writing this. Well, I believe I already made my point that it's not my hobby to get myself involved in cheating. I just thought you should know (if you get to read this) that I DON'T CHEAT. Or won't help you cheat on your girl friend -- if that's what you're thinking. Or I won't help your boyfriend cheat on you. UHG, not that I have the slightest concern about you breaking up. After all, I'm the victim here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2394120252743656030?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2394120252743656030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-that-i-have-slightest-concern-about_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2394120252743656030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2394120252743656030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-that-i-have-slightest-concern-about_25.html' title='Not that I have the slightest concern about you'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-4666871777899654958</id><published>2011-05-21T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:31:50.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Show off'/><title type='text'>End of the World post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sa totoo lang, ayos na sakin kung magugunaw na ang mundo mamaya. Kasi, natupad ko na ang pangarap kong magkaron ng shiny shimmering Toms hahaha (na peke) HAHAHAHA K Ay joke, dapat pala magamit ko muna sya kaya wag muna magunaw mundo pleaseeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3FDVL-b0d1A/Tdey_7hzS8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/DOl2Oq7M-Cg/s1600/110521-203320.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3FDVL-b0d1A/Tdey_7hzS8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/DOl2Oq7M-Cg/s400/110521-203320.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hahaha, hindi. Pero seryoso, hindi ako naniniwala sa end of the world/judgement day shiz na yan. Kasi, naniniwala pa rin ako na walang kahit sinong tao ang makakaalam kung kailan ang end of the world. Sinabi mismo sa scripture na kahit si Jesus at ang mga anghel, hindi alam kung kailan magaganap ang judgment day. At dahil dyan, walang kahit anong mathematical calculations ang makakapag-predict kung kelan yun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pero sa totoo lang, napaisip talaga ako sa mga kaganapan. Kasi, kung sakali mang magugunaw na ang mundo ngayon, hindi ako handa. Maraming bagay sa sarili ko ang gusto ko baguhin pero palagi ko na lang ipinagpapaliban. At isa sa mga yun ay ang i-let go ang lahat ng galit sa puso ko. Well, this time sana magawa ko na siya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Weh, inexpect mo bang sasabihin kong kung sakaling end of the world na mamaya, gusto ko lang ipagtapat na mahal ko pa rin sya? HAHAHAHAHA yun din dapat isusulat ko eh HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-4666871777899654958?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/4666871777899654958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/end-of-world-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4666871777899654958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4666871777899654958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/end-of-world-post.html' title='End of the World post'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3FDVL-b0d1A/Tdey_7hzS8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/DOl2Oq7M-Cg/s72-c/110521-203320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-598536684894183376</id><published>2011-05-18T06:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:32:00.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pananaw sa Buhay'/><title type='text'>RH Bill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Inaamin ko na noong una, kaya ako Pro-RH Bill ay dahil lang naniniwala ako na hindi dapat nangingialam ang CBCP sa gobyerno ng Pilipinas. At kahit anong religious group, hindi dapat pinapakain sa gobyerno ang mga paniniwala nila. Nakakainis na ginegeneralize ng CBCP ang moral standards ng Pilipinas base sa paniniwala ng Catholic Church na alam nating hindi dapat dahil una, kahit na malaking parte ng Pilipinas ay mga katoliko, marami pa rin ang hindi. At yun ang rason kung bakit hindi umuunlad ang Pilipinas, dahil hinahawakan ng simbahan sa leeg ang gobyerno natin. Kasi, totoo naman na sobrang makapangyarihan ng religious group na walang kwestiyon basta nag-utos ito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sa pananaw ko, hindi naman ito dapat ginagawang controversial masyado. Kasi, totoo naman eh, kahit sabihin ng simbahan at ng gobyerno na wag makipag-sex sex sex, nangyayari na eh. At oo, masasabi mong marami talagang alam sa sex ang kabataan HAHAHA. Kaya kailangan ng RH Bill. Contrary to popular belief, hindi lang naman tungkol sa contraceptives at free condoms ang RH Bill kundi para ipatupad ang sex education sa ating mga kabataan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi na rin naman ito dahil sa issue ng over-population eh. Over-population sa isang household siguro, better way to describe it. Kasi, aminin natin na may mga pamilya talaga na sobrang raming miyembro at sila ang nagiging mahihirap. Or sila talaga ang mahihirap. Kung kunwari ang dalawang magulang na merong 300/day na sweldo combined ay meron dalawang anak compared sa magulang na ganun din ang sweldo ay merong walong anak, sino ang most likely maghihikahos and magugutom? Kaya kailangan ng RH Bill, para maging accessible ang family planning for all. Hindi naman ibig sabihin ng family planning ay katulad ng 1-child policy ng China, kundi sinasabi na dapat ang iaanak mo ay base lang sa taas ng kinikita mo. Kung yumaman ka na, edi mag-anak ka pa, basta kaya mo. Kasi, I think, mas "immoral" pa na magluwal ka ng isang bata sa mundong ito kung hahayaan mo rin siyang mamatay sa gutom sa bandang huli kumpara sa wag ka na lang gumawa ng bata at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa huli naman kasi, it's always gonna be a matter of choice. To have sex or not to have sex. To be careful or not to be careful. To use condom or not to use condom. Have sex, be careful and use condom. HAHA joke. Hindi ko alam kung totoo ito ah, kasi hindi ko na maalala yung source, pero pag tama naman daw ang paggamit mo ng condom, 99% effective ito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At ito, ishe-share ko lang. Misa de Gallo noon dito sa amin at umattend ako. Kulang na lang ay magwalk out sa kainisan noong ginawang homily ng pari yung RH Bill. Nakakainis pa na hindi naman talaga sya "naglecture" kundi pinapalunok nya sa amin na ituligsa ang RH Bill. Kesyo immoral, kesyo labag sa simbahan, kesyo kesyo kesyo. At sa huli, sinabi nya, AMEN! at naki Amen din naman ang majority ng nasa loob. Hindi nakakatuwa actually. Kasi, una sa lahat, kaya naman ako nagsimba ng araw na yun ay well, dahil Pasko at para marinig ang pagmamahal ng Diyos, magkaron ng faith at hope at hindi para ma-pulitika. At nakakainis, kasi sobrang powerful ng salita ng mga pari, hindi ba? At yung pari ng araw na yun, he's definitely using it the wrong way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-598536684894183376?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/598536684894183376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/rh-bill.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/598536684894183376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/598536684894183376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/rh-bill.html' title='RH Bill'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8343939484699394797</id><published>2011-05-17T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T23:54:14.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sobrang tindi talaga ng pakiramdam kapag "meron" ang isang babae. Madalas nagwawala, madalas irrational, madalas loka-loka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kahapon, iyak ako ng iyak sa episode ng Minsan Lang Kita Iibigin. Oo, nakaka-touch naman talaga yung eksenang nabaril si Javier, pero alam kong kung matinong tao, hindi luluha ng sobra sa ganung eksena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapos kanina, pagkagising ko, sobrang namamatay na ko sa sakit ng puson ko. At kulang na lang ata kalmutin ko kapatid ko sa pagkairita ko sa kanya dahil nakikipaghabulan sya sa aso namin. At ayun nga, kanina habang humihilab ang puson ko, humihilab din ang tiyan ko dahil ata sa panis na nakain ko kaninang umaga. Noong nasa banyo ako para ilabas (HAHAHA), grabe umiiyak na ko kasi sobrang sakit talaga ng lahat at nasusuka na ko kasi di ko na ata matolerate yung pain. Walang success kasi kahit tapos na, masakit pa rin.At sumisigaw pa ko ng "AYOKO NAAAA".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapos, buong araw pang busy ang buong pamilya namin (well, si Mama, Papa at Art lang) sa pag-aayos ng bahay dahil merong bagong sound system whatever yung tatay ko at kailangan nila ng space kung saan ilalagay. Tapos, si Art pinipinturahan yung sala namin. Yung isang side, kulay white, yung mga susunod na sides, light blue na. HAHAHA. :)) Buong araw nagpapatugtog ng Beatles songs ang tatay ko dahil tinetesting nya daw yung speakers nya na by the way, rinig hanggang sa itaas at pakiramdam ko, rinig din hanggang sa kapitbahay namin. Pakiramdam ko, araw-araw na kong makikinig ng Beatles for the rest of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--oWbA_j63GI/TdKZcHdv-jI/AAAAAAAAAyY/TasPBMjQSbI/s1600/110517-234545.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--oWbA_j63GI/TdKZcHdv-jI/AAAAAAAAAyY/TasPBMjQSbI/s640/110517-234545.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapos ano pa ba, AH. Oo, dahil nga naglilinis kami, nakita ko yung isang notebook ko kung saan nakalagay yung ibang Math 55 notes ko (HI PAU, NAHANAP KO NA HAHA SORRY TOO LATE NA) tapos dun nga pala nakalagay yung "Bucket List" namin ni Austin bago sya umalis. 25 things na gusto namin gawin bago mag-end lahat katulad ng makawitness ng sunrise, mag-first dance at mag-inuman one-on-one. Nakita ko na 4 lang yung na-check namin kasi nagkagulo-gulo na lahat bago pa dumating yung end. HAHAHA, syempre iniyakan ko na naman. :)) HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnZJHDUu5xE/TdKZbPDr2ZI/AAAAAAAAAyU/0wqq4DXUIZM/s1600/110517-233522.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnZJHDUu5xE/TdKZbPDr2ZI/AAAAAAAAAyU/0wqq4DXUIZM/s320/110517-233522.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmmm. Tapos kanina, yung boy namin, si Gerald, kwinekwento nya sa nanay ko na kanina, nahold up daw sya sa may Taguig tapos nakipaglaban sya. May dala daw panaksak yung holdaper tapos nasaksak ni Gerald &amp;nbsp;yung holdaper sa dibdib. Nakatakbo si Gerald pero naiwan nya sa holdaper yung pera nya. Ayun, let us all ingat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8343939484699394797?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8343939484699394797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8343939484699394797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8343939484699394797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello.html' title='HELLO'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--oWbA_j63GI/TdKZcHdv-jI/AAAAAAAAAyY/TasPBMjQSbI/s72-c/110517-234545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2851349375014794146</id><published>2011-05-15T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T12:42:58.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're fuckin' perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It just amazes me how a single photo can ruin or make your day. Just one photo and I'm all confused again. UHG. I haven't slept since yesterday afternoon because all I could do with my boring life's to stay awake. Somehow, my computer's text are getting smaller each day. I asked my dad if there's something wrong with my eyes 'coz even my cellphone's messages look smaller too. Maybe I'm sick, going to die in a matter of seconds. I'm not making sense at all, am I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And maybe you should know that I'm planning to delete this blog before June 1. Yup. There's no use running three active blogs all at the same time. But I'm still thinking, because this is where I want YOU to read what's on my mind. Somehow, having this blog makes me feel like you want to understand me and the things I'm going through everyday. And my eyes are really bad. Maybe it's really the screen and not my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm just having a really massive mood swing right now. I haven't really slept well for two days now and I just read four full length books in about 48 hours. Maybe it's really better to get lost in a book than to contemplate all day and not figure out anything at all. Maybe I'm Stargirl, you know. Who knows exactly whom she loves and never for a second doubts it. Maybe I'm her, who knows the difference between the violins playing for the moment and for the person you love. Maybe you'll always be the reason for the music playing in my head which is now slowly fading it's way out of my life. And maybe Suzanne Collins read Stargirl before writing The Hunger Games because Katniss seems to resemble Stargirl in a lot of ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And maybe I shouldn't be writing this here. Because clearly, I'm the only one who understands myself. Oh wait, even me doesn't understand me. Maybe I should just die of boredom NOW. Kill me please. Or maybe I should just sleep this off. Not until I finish another book, probably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2851349375014794146?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2851349375014794146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/youre-fuckin-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2851349375014794146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2851349375014794146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/youre-fuckin-perfect.html' title='You&apos;re fuckin&apos; perfect'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-151806247740643536</id><published>2011-05-12T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:32:35.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Haha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's really hard to guess where you stand in a person's life because sad to say, most people won't even bother telling it to you. Because no matter how easy it may seem to just tell the person to stop bothering you or to just tell them you love them, in reality, it's really hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And if the person can't tell it to you and you yourself are scared to ask, don't assume that you're important to his/her life. Coz you know, it's so much easier to just think it that way than to build a world of fantasy that you're being loved back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-151806247740643536?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/151806247740643536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/151806247740643536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/151806247740643536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/haha.html' title='Haha!'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8747945499895218994</id><published>2011-05-05T02:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:32:46.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>Sabi ng Colorgenics eto daw ako</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You have a vivid imagination and this is good. Great inventors, explorers all had inventive, imaginative minds. Your friends and acquaintances may consider you over-imaginative and given to fantasy or day-dreaming. So what ? this is a part of your character and charm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being a likeable person you get on well with neighbours and friends. You don't need anything to 'Rock your boat'. You want to 'love' and to be loved'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All the problems that you have been experiencing of late seem to have become a part of your life and there is little that can be done to change the situation. Your emotions run high - but even though you feel as if at times you are about to burst this situation will pass. Try to release your pent-up emotions by participating in some extra physical activities like running, swimming, whatever. There must be some favourite pastime, not necessarily strenuous, that can help you to relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is said that we are all influenced by our environment and indeed you are no exception. It would seem at this time that even though you may be surrounded by people, you are experiencing an inner loneliness. Fortunately you are sufficiently strong minded to realise that life has a great deal to offer you and that you may miss your share of experiences if you fail to make the best use of every opportunity. You therefore pursue your objectives with a fierce intensity and are prepared to commit yourself deeply and readily. You believe that whatever you would like to do or think 'you can do' - you do! It is because of this attitude that you may be considered by others as arrogant and even conceited, but its fair to say that whatever it is that you really want out of life you will put your heart and soul into it and will not take 'NO' for an answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being afraid that you may be prevented from achieving your hopes and dreams is making you anxious and nervous. As a dreamer your ideas can at times move into the realm of fantasy and you could be following that so called illusive dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Get your colorgenics profile&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.goldinuniverse.com/color-personality-tests.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS. Thanks Cza hahaha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8747945499895218994?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8747945499895218994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/sabi-ng-colorgenics-eto-daw-ako.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8747945499895218994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8747945499895218994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/sabi-ng-colorgenics-eto-daw-ako.html' title='Sabi ng Colorgenics eto daw ako'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-4746646070750246157</id><published>2011-05-01T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:33:03.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pag-ibig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pananaw sa Buhay'/><title type='text'>Stop pretending like it matters right bitch hate this world</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anong gagawin mo kapag lumipas na ang mahabang panahon at nagkasalubong kayo ng taong iniwanan mo? Tapos, nalaman mo na hindi sya tumigil mahalin ka, na umikot pala ang buhay nya sa pag-asang balang araw makikita ka nya at sasabihin mong mahal mo pa rin sya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na nag-aral syang mabuti para sa'yo, na hindi sya tumingin sa ibang tao dahil sa mga pangakong binitawan nyo, na pinipilit nyang maging mukhang tao para mahalin mo sya. Sa tagal mong nawala, ganun din pala katagal ang ginugol nya para sa araw na makakasalubong ka nya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anong gagawin mo pag nangyari yun pero ikaw, hindi mo na sya mahal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Diba parang ang kapal ng mukha mo? Diba parang dapat iumpog mo na sa pader ang ulo mo hanggang dumugo, mabasag ang bungo, at lumabas ang utak mo? Kasi ni hindi mo naramdaman na sa haba ng panahong ginugugugol mo sa paghahanap ng kasiyahan sa malayong lugar, may iniwanan ka palang luhaan, walang kasama at nagdudugo ang puso? Na kahit sa katiting na sulok ng maitim mong puso, hindi mo naramdaman kahit kailan na merong isang taong binubuhay ang sarili nya sa pag-asang may puwang sya sa buhay mo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pero diba, hindi mo yun maiisip eh. Kahit kailan. Pag pinagtapat nya sa'yong "Alam mo, hanggang ngayon mahal pa rin kita at kahit kailan walang nagbago. Nasasaktan ako kasi wala ka ng pakealam. Pero sa totoo lang, gusto ko lang naman na masaya ka palagi. Na sana habambuhay ka ng nakangiti. At sana mahanap mo ang totoong magmamahal sayo kasi hindi mo mahanap sa akin yun." Alam ko sa dulo ng isip mo, WOW ANONG PROBLEMA NITO HINDI KO NA PROBLEMA KUNG KAHABOL HABOL AT SOBRANG PERFECT KO AT MERONG ISANG ASSHOLE NA HINDI MAKAMOVE ON SAKIN, SANA MASAGASAAN NA SYA NG BUS PAGTAWID NYA SA EDSA. MAMATAY NA SYA KADIRI SYA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At hindi mo alam ang sasabihin mo kasi overwhelmed ka sa pandidiri, overwhelmed ka sa sudden ego boost mo. At ang sasabihin mo lang, "WOKEI. WHATEVER. SO BE IT." Eh gago ka pala eh. Ni hindi mo man lang maappreciate na merong isang tao sa harap mo, halos matunaw sa kahihiyan kung bakit nya pa kailangang ipagtapat yun at ang masasabi mo, WOKEI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alam mo, hindi naman naghihintay ng kapalit yung taong yun eh. At iniisip mo rin naman talaga na WOW KAPAL MO WALA AKONG MABIBIGAY NA KAPALIT SAYO. Pero, I feel for that person okay. Kasi sinasayang nya ang buhay nya kakahintay sa'yo pero wala ka palang nararamdaman sa kanya. Wag mong isipin na naghihintay sya ng kapalit, wag mong isipin na pinipilit ka nyang mahalin sya ulit. KASI HINDI. Kasi nagbaka sakali lang sya. Kasi gagawin naman talaga nya lahat para sa'yo eh, kasi nga mahal ka nya. Kasi akala nya iba ka sa lahat ng nakilala nya. Kasi akala nya totoo ang sinabi mo sa kanya dati na mamahalin mo sya hanggang sa huli, hanggang forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kasi ang tanga nya. Kasi kahit na binigay mo na lahat ng posibleng pangtuturn down sa sinabi mong WOKEI, iniisip nya, nagpapanggap ka lang. Iniisip nya ayaw mo lang aminin na mahal mo pa rin sya. Kasi iniisip nya iba ka sa lahat. Kasi iniisip nya wala syang nagawa para madeserve ang sakit na pinaparamdam mo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WALA NAMAN TALAGA EH, DIBA. Pero alam ko, alam na alam ko ang sasabihin mo. Hindi mo kasalanan. Wala kang magagawa kung pagkagising mo isang araw, wala ka ng maramdaman para sa kanya. OKAY, so ano kasalanan nya pa? Na minahal ka nya hanggang dulo pero ikaw hindi mo man lang tinry isipin sya kahit isang minuto ng masaya mong buhay? Hindi ka ba nasasamid pag ngumunguya ka ng masarap mong kinakain, hindi ka ba nabibilaukan kapag umiinom ka ng masarap mong iced tea? ALAM MO YUN, HINDI KA NAWALA SA ISIP NYA. HINDI KA NYA ISINUKO KAHIT KAILAN. Matutulog na lang sya, ipagdadasal nya pa ang kasiyahan mo. Magwiwish na lang sya para sa sarili nya, kasiyahan mo pa rin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi ba pwedeng maging masaya ka na lang sa piling nya? HINDI BA PWEDE YUN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guess what, makakamove on sya. Makakahanap sya ng taong hindi katulad mo. At ikaw, oo. Wala ka ng pakealam diba, pero darating ang araw na hahanapin mo sya, dahil walang taong kayang magmahal katulad nya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS. Wag mo sanang isipin na kung ano ano na naman ang pinapalabas nya, wala syang gustong palabasin kundi ang katotohanang ang sakit lang malaman ang totoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;RANDOM THOUGHTS LANG. HAHAHAHA, I'M BORED. K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-4746646070750246157?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/4746646070750246157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/stop-pretending-like-it-matters-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4746646070750246157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4746646070750246157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/stop-pretending-like-it-matters-right.html' title='Stop pretending like it matters right bitch hate this world'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2481050051562089523</id><published>2011-05-01T07:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:33:24.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armina Lakwatsera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FANGIRL'/><title type='text'>Arthur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0e_tknkCeSU/TbyW3F-VddI/AAAAAAAAAyA/NhABIqBQuDc/s1600/Arthur-Movie-Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0e_tknkCeSU/TbyW3F-VddI/AAAAAAAAAyA/NhABIqBQuDc/s1600/Arthur-Movie-Poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We watched this (Regsh, Pau and I) last week because Russel Brand is Katy Perry's husband. The movie turned out to be really HAHAHA and at the same time AWWWW and at the same time HUHUHU. I couldn't understand some parts though because of Russel's accent. HAHAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, it's a must watch! :) I don't know why I'm suddenly making a movie review! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2481050051562089523?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2481050051562089523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/arthur.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2481050051562089523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2481050051562089523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/arthur.html' title='Arthur'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0e_tknkCeSU/TbyW3F-VddI/AAAAAAAAAyA/NhABIqBQuDc/s72-c/Arthur-Movie-Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-4555818300659481648</id><published>2011-05-01T06:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:33:35.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Writing Skillz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Naalala ko lang na kaya ako gumawa ng panibagong blog ay dahil gusto kong mag-improve ang writing skills ko. Bilang trabaho ko naman talaga magsulat at dito ako kumikita, kailangan kong magpractice ng magpractice. Kaya ako nag-eenglish. HAHAHA. Kasi, tinatry ko iimprove ang grammar ko (na medyo malayo pa sa katotohanan) at ang writing style ko. Tsaka syempre, purpose ko ring iexpress ang sarili ko bilang naging hobby ko na rin magblog simula 14 years old pa lang ako.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nitong mga nakaraang linggo, medyo nawawala na sa isip ko ang purpose ko. At parang "nagsusulat" na lang ako for the sake na may mailagay lang sa blog ko. Sobrang pangit na tuloy. Dahil dyan, minabuti kong magdelete na lang ng mga walang kwentang posts at magsimula ulit magsulat dito para sa purpose ko talaga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Di ko rin alam bakit kailangan ko iexplain ito. Ayoko naman i-private ang blog ko at ako lang ang makabasa dahil kung ganun, sana nag-Microsoft Word na lang ako. Tsaka totoo naman diba, pag nagsusulat ka, sinusulat mo ito para sa mga taong makakabasa nito. At tinatry ko talaga "gandahan" ang mga posts ko dahil alam kong at stake ang dignidad ko dito. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, malapit na mag-4000 ang pageviews ko simula noong November 2010. Siguro, 3500 sa pageviews na yan sa akin galing HAHAHA. Pero salamat sa pagbabasa ng blog ko. Hi Cza, Jobelle, Orlie, Jean and Pau dahil alam kong binabasa nyo ito madalas kahit hindi ko ipromote HAHA. Sakto na, tig-100 pageviews kayo para maging 4000 HAHAHA. Syempre mukha talagang tanga nagmessage pa ko! HAHAHA. Gusto ko lang sabihin na naaappreciate ko na may nagbabasa ng blog ko kaya ko rin tinatry magpost palagi. YUCK AYOKO NA FEELINGERA TALAGA HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ayun lang. :) Eto, ipopost ko ang stats ng blog ko para di nyo isiping pantasya ko lang lahat ng ito HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-MBQyfKrkg/TbyOoPs3pTI/AAAAAAAAAx4/_i1aBsWMF2U/s1600/1.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-MBQyfKrkg/TbyOoPs3pTI/AAAAAAAAAx4/_i1aBsWMF2U/s1600/1.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pIA9P7oYVv0/TbyOomG4DqI/AAAAAAAAAx8/-FWVz9kqrBA/s1600/2.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pIA9P7oYVv0/TbyOomG4DqI/AAAAAAAAAx8/-FWVz9kqrBA/s1600/2.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS. Galing akong Pilipinas, naka Windows 7 ako at Google Chrome ang gamit ko. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-4555818300659481648?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/4555818300659481648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/writing-skillz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4555818300659481648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/4555818300659481648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/05/writing-skillz.html' title='Writing Skillz'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-MBQyfKrkg/TbyOoPs3pTI/AAAAAAAAAx4/_i1aBsWMF2U/s72-c/1.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-5555014768647178305</id><published>2011-04-27T16:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:25:08.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armina Lakwatsera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FANGIRL'/><title type='text'>The Roommate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3-ZNR3ln48/TbfUkV3OxGI/AAAAAAAAAlk/8DTn-U6-ECE/s1600/The-Roommate-2011-upcoming-movies-18855146-1600-1200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3-ZNR3ln48/TbfUkV3OxGI/AAAAAAAAAlk/8DTn-U6-ECE/s640/The-Roommate-2011-upcoming-movies-18855146-1600-1200.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Regsh, Pau and I watched &lt;i&gt;The Roommate&lt;/i&gt; during our overnight at Regsh's. JSYK, I don't like suspense/thriller movies because I easily get scared. But because Jamie told me that Matt Lanter's in the movie, I watched it willingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;BUT GUESS WHAT. He appeared in the movie like ten minutes before the ending and after about thirty seconds of exposure, Leighton Meester stabbed him to death HAHAHA. K. :)) But he's really hot. SUPER HOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-5555014768647178305?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/5555014768647178305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/roommate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5555014768647178305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/5555014768647178305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/roommate.html' title='The Roommate'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3-ZNR3ln48/TbfUkV3OxGI/AAAAAAAAAlk/8DTn-U6-ECE/s72-c/The-Roommate-2011-upcoming-movies-18855146-1600-1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8699829395865652752</id><published>2011-04-27T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T00:13:56.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I read that Friendster will be deleting users' content for their major reformat! Yes, I care because I still have a Friendster account LOL. Yah, I stopped using it years ago, but haven't deleted my account yet because I don't want to lose my photos and testimonials and all the memories entwined with my first social networking account. ANYWAY, if you are worried (like me) about losing your photos forever, Friendster created an app for you to be able to download or export your files to another site.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is the link to the app:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://friendster.ehclients.com/index.php?pg=kb.page&amp;amp;id=201"&gt;http://friendster.ehclients.com/index.php?pg=kb.page&amp;amp;id=201&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, here's the link to the article I read:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://m.gmanews.tv/story/218782/technology/friendster-to-delete-users-content-by-may-31"&gt;http://m.gmanews.tv/story/218782/technology/friendster-to-delete-users-content-by-may-31&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/6442977483816293648-8699829395865652752?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8699829395865652752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/friendster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8699829395865652752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8699829395865652752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/friendster.html' title='Friendster'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-2651390783915810014</id><published>2011-04-22T14:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T06:44:10.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACADS'/><title type='text'>Yeheeeeey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I cannot explain how happy I am right now! I passed CS 165, CS 192, CS 145 and CS 130! I am really thankful that my profs didn't consider our attendance 'coz I'd definitely fail every subject I swear. YEY, All the stress, the sleepless nights and the depression all finally paid off. &amp;nbsp;My grades aren't really high, but what the hell. Those subjects almost made me cry blood and I was seriously on the brink of going crazy. T.T Gaahd, I have hopes again of graduating on time. But okay, one year extension is still an option HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OMG, thank you Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-2651390783915810014?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2651390783915810014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2651390783915810014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/2651390783915810014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_22.html' title='Yeheeeeey.'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-1225813922196077933</id><published>2011-04-19T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:25:57.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school never ends'/><title type='text'>Before and After 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Me and my BFF, Orlie! Orlie, please don't get mad at me for revealing your past. PEACE OUT! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a quick bg, Orlie and I have been friends since I was thirteen and I can honestly say that he's the best guy friend I've ever had (excluding Austin kkk sorry)! :) I've shared with him almost all of my best memories in high school and AWWW, although Orlie has the craziest mood swings, I still love him to bits! K, you'll really kill me if you read this HAHA. BTW, he's the best CLOWN too HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ouLvVaAw-vQ/TacbljyEixI/AAAAAAAAAi0/uHePbu-NTMg/s1600/DSC09801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ouLvVaAw-vQ/TacbljyEixI/AAAAAAAAAi0/uHePbu-NTMg/s400/DSC09801.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During Senior Prom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t3SoUVrHYSQ/TacbSbEohrI/AAAAAAAAAiw/8r4nYKgWR04/s1600/CIMG7876.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t3SoUVrHYSQ/TacbSbEohrI/AAAAAAAAAiw/8r4nYKgWR04/s400/CIMG7876.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Graduation! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KO7nvJ3aEAs/TaccW2YmITI/AAAAAAAAAi4/eGCdAYzkgG8/s1600/smiLe3368.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KO7nvJ3aEAs/TaccW2YmITI/AAAAAAAAAi4/eGCdAYzkgG8/s400/smiLe3368.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;First weeks in college. Orlie looked like a grade 3 student HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HycyrVEDXN8/Taccmzx0mVI/AAAAAAAAAjE/xnusRRt-iKM/s1600/IMG-8639.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HycyrVEDXN8/Taccmzx0mVI/AAAAAAAAAjE/xnusRRt-iKM/s400/IMG-8639.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AAfGoHFzQ5k/Tacc3CvhKqI/AAAAAAAAAjI/yi8MGK57Ukg/s1600/IMG-0810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AAfGoHFzQ5k/Tacc3CvhKqI/AAAAAAAAAjI/yi8MGK57Ukg/s400/IMG-0810.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;First year 2nd sem. Orlie and I were classmates in 3 subjects. Our classmates in Artstud1 always thought we were in a romantic relationship. Coz, IDK WHYYYYY! :)) Ew, right? :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6mIkHNxdLuw/TacdL49wksI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/MrK7istJo1Y/s1600/IMG-2626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6mIkHNxdLuw/TacdL49wksI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/MrK7istJo1Y/s400/IMG-2626.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just had to include this. :)) Orlie and I usually fight when we're together coz we both have unpredictable mood swings HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iTGrdYVeRqU/Tacdr_Me43I/AAAAAAAAAjU/2bleGCtKHCc/s1600/Subic+077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iTGrdYVeRqU/Tacdr_Me43I/AAAAAAAAAjU/2bleGCtKHCc/s400/Subic+077.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My one and only field trip during college -- of course, with Orlie and Jean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4jeoq-xa8X0/Tacd3Tjg1QI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Phjws9_uBkY/s1600/Clarabel+148.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4jeoq-xa8X0/Tacd3Tjg1QI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Phjws9_uBkY/s400/Clarabel+148.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2nd year college! This photo's during Clarabel's 18th birthday. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PyepO-oRkks/TaceA4OKYwI/AAAAAAAAAjc/TgVM9YWJOdk/s1600/bday+103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PyepO-oRkks/TaceA4OKYwI/AAAAAAAAAjc/TgVM9YWJOdk/s400/bday+103.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Orlie, always present during LIBERS day. :)) My 18th birthday surprise! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VjzfapZseCE/TaceatNsMRI/AAAAAAAAAjg/cFBTnHfKTPY/s1600/chayness+063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VjzfapZseCE/TaceatNsMRI/AAAAAAAAAjg/cFBTnHfKTPY/s400/chayness+063.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3rd year college. Last summer with Chay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sIfPbQVLvXA/TackYChTa4I/AAAAAAAAAjo/qrCFFxWDm_s/s1600/172982_1804380825252_1111804187_32164398_3806492_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sIfPbQVLvXA/TackYChTa4I/AAAAAAAAAjo/qrCFFxWDm_s/s400/172982_1804380825252_1111804187_32164398_3806492_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the most recent photo I could find. I think this one's taken two months ago. We're so happy about the really big ice cream :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-1225813922196077933?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/1225813922196077933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/before-and-after-4.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/1225813922196077933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/1225813922196077933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/before-and-after-4.html' title='Before and After 4'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ouLvVaAw-vQ/TacbljyEixI/AAAAAAAAAi0/uHePbu-NTMg/s72-c/DSC09801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-7773890138641902467</id><published>2011-04-13T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:26:18.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armina Lakwatsera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>KKK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N58ubplBIMw/TaWKYu6eD3I/AAAAAAAAAio/0a7nEFBpUos/s1600/IMG_9059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N58ubplBIMw/TaWKYu6eD3I/AAAAAAAAAio/0a7nEFBpUos/s400/IMG_9059.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mama, Chad and I (with my mother's friends) went to Baguio last weekend. Unfortunately, I didn't have a camera soooo I didn't have pictures. Still waiting for my titas to upload. There's really not much exciting kwentos to tell soooo... the end. HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-7773890138641902467?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/7773890138641902467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/kkk_13.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7773890138641902467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7773890138641902467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/kkk_13.html' title='KKK'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N58ubplBIMw/TaWKYu6eD3I/AAAAAAAAAio/0a7nEFBpUos/s72-c/IMG_9059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8382076879990590274</id><published>2011-04-13T19:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T22:20:19.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>From the internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“I miss you when something really good happens, because you are the one I want to share it with. I miss you when something is troubling me, because you are the one who understands me so well. I miss you when I laugh and cry because I know that you are the one that makes my laughter grow and my tears disappear. I miss you all the time, but I miss you most when I lay awake at night and think of all the wonderful times we spent with eachother; for those were some of the best times of my life.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8382076879990590274?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8382076879990590274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/from-internet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8382076879990590274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8382076879990590274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/from-internet.html' title='From the internet'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-7650930178689971550</id><published>2011-04-12T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:26:39.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pag-ibig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>What I read today</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And sadly (and most embarrassingly), we would rather lose an arm&amp;nbsp;out a city bus window than tell you simply, "You're not the one." We are quite sure you&amp;nbsp;will kill us or&amp;nbsp;yourself or both—or even worse, cry and yell at us. We are pathetic. But the fact&amp;nbsp;remains, even though&amp;nbsp;we may not be saying it we are absolutely showing you all the time. If a dude isn't&amp;nbsp;calling you when he&amp;nbsp;says he will, or making sure you know that he's dating you, then you already have your&amp;nbsp;answer. Stop&amp;nbsp;making excuses for him, his actions are screaming the truth: He’s just not that into&amp;nbsp;you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But what I can do is paint you a picture of what you'll never see when you’re with a&amp;nbsp;guy&amp;nbsp;who’s really into you: You’ll never see you staring maniacally at your phone, willing&amp;nbsp;it to ring. You'll&amp;nbsp;never see you ruining an evening with friends because you're calling for your messages&amp;nbsp;every fifteen&amp;nbsp;seconds. You'll never see you hating yourself for calling him when you know you&amp;nbsp;shouldn't have. What&amp;nbsp;you will see is you being treated so well that no phone antics will be necessary.&amp;nbsp;You’ll be too busy being&amp;nbsp;adored.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Greg Behrendt (He's Just Not That Into You)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-7650930178689971550?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/7650930178689971550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-i-read-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7650930178689971550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/7650930178689971550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-i-read-today.html' title='What I read today'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442977483816293648.post-8986074744809984353</id><published>2011-04-11T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:26:53.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Pet Peeves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eh kasi. Naiirita ako sa mga taong sobrang weight-conscious. Take note ah, weight, hindi health-conscious. Lalo na pag sobrang pangit. Yung as in OA na tapos binobroadcast pa sa buong mundo na tumaba sila pero obvious na nangfifish lang ng compliment na "WEH ANG PAYAT MO KAYA" or worse "WEH ANG SEXY MO KAYA". Eh kasi naman, ATE, wag ka muna mag-alala kung 27 inches na and dati mong 26 inches na bewang. Paki-putok muna ang 67 mong nagnananang pimples na dating 66. At pakiayos muna ang labi mong nangungutim. At, at, at. Ate, just starve to death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;EH IRITA TALAGA. :( Ang sama ko. Sorry alam ko namang mataba ako, pero alam naman nating magand... OOPS. JOKE LANG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442977483816293648-8986074744809984353?l=arminafrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8986074744809984353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/pet-peeves.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8986074744809984353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442977483816293648/posts/default/8986074744809984353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arminafrancisco.blogspot.com/2011/04/pet-peeves.html' title='Pet Peeves'/><author><name>Armina Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hA2cYXGLTQ/TU46QQSQHnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tizxgNI0kRg/s220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
