<?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-5359402972502977325</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:26:18.350-07:00</updated><category term='http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif'/><title type='text'>call it whatever you want but i call it "cute"</title><subtitle type='html'>"NOT ME BUT MY THOUGHTS"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>leslieme!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903451838073085264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbER8mX6bPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RM2pEDh2dAs/S220/DSC04161kkk.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359402972502977325.post-213542474890168123</id><published>2009-03-27T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T02:42:08.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i really don't get it!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;is your mom the one who taps our back when  you have problem or the one who says " don't worry, its gonna be ok"? well  if your answer is  yes, then  your a very lucky person!!. you'll never experience what i am experiencing right now. you want some clue? I'll give you one word."HELL!". honestly, i don't feel like writing but since i am alone and my heart is aching maybe i can release something or Everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i really don't get them!!!!. why does every time i failed into something, they just can't comfort me???. is it really that hard to hug your  own daughter?? or even just say something encouraging like "it's gonna be ok honey, mommy will always be right here for you". like heler! do you have a heart??. coz i feel like you don't have one.  i thank you for everything that you have given to me. all the money, wealth and  luxurious things. if you just gave that to me because you feel like it's your responsibility and not because you want me to be happy then pls.pls.pls. "AYAW NLANG !!" So that every time i did something wrong, you will count all those  things that you  gave. What is really your point??? you want me to feel bad??  like you've given me everything and I'm not worth it?? then I'm sorry to disappoint you.  i know that I'm not that good but I'm trying. Don't act like your the victim. I'm the victim!. I'm the one who failed. I am disappointed, I am unhappy, I am angry to myself and I am sorry. I just don't like the way you handle situation. I'm the one who needs to be comforted. I know I owe you a lot but I'm your daughter you know?. They say that there's no other greater love than a mother's love to her daughter.  Even how ugly your daughter is, how stupid your daughter is, you still love her right??..I am your daughter. Do you love me??. If you asked me if i love you, of course I love you. Your my mother. Even just this once. Can you just pretend like you care about my feelings. Just for now. I really feel bad and your making me feel worst. sorry but right now i realized I'm not that lucky..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359402972502977325-213542474890168123?l=lesliesscratch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/feeds/213542474890168123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359402972502977325&amp;postID=213542474890168123' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/213542474890168123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/213542474890168123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-really-dont-get-it.html' title='i really don&apos;t get it!!!'/><author><name>leslieme!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903451838073085264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbER8mX6bPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RM2pEDh2dAs/S220/DSC04161kkk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359402972502977325.post-5977259239573751353</id><published>2009-03-24T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T06:38:27.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xoxo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScjJJWr3RvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/irmH2LZwnkg/s1600-h/250px-Gossip_Girl_title_card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 141px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScjJJWr3RvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/irmH2LZwnkg/s320/250px-Gossip_Girl_title_card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316720522656433906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure all of us are wondering who is gossip girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; She could be anyone; the girl in your class, that boy from the basketball team, that girl in the biology class..Where all  just dying to know. Who could this mysterious person who holds all of the Upper East Side’s juiciest secrets possibly be? I really don't have a single piece of idea. Just like you I love gossip girl so much. Right now I'm very excited to know the season finale. First season was  absolutely amazing, full of thrill, love, and lust. I'm just so curious on how they will end season 2. To those who can't relate, I'm very sorry but your kinda out of this world. Who doesn't know  gossip girl?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;helr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TT's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or shall we call them serious teenagers  loved very much  the  famous line from Blair  Waldorf "three words, eight letters say it and I'm yours"..OMG!!!.so sweet. OK. Just for you I will give a little overview of this teenage drama series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScjQI3oYjlI/AAAAAAAAAF8/YvDJfoV1oN4/s1600-h/GossipGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScjQI3oYjlI/AAAAAAAAAF8/YvDJfoV1oN4/s320/GossipGirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316728210901732946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above are some of the main cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="MovieCast_CastDivCss"&gt; &lt;div class="fbold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Full Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MovieCastIndividualDiv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastName"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/celebrities/celebrity/blake-lively/"&gt;Blake Lively&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt; Serena Van Der &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Woodsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MovieCastIndividualDiv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastName"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/celebrities/celebrity/leighton-meester/"&gt;Leighton &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Meester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt; Blair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MovieCastIndividualDiv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastName"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/celebrities/celebrity/connor-paolo/"&gt;Connor Paolo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt; Eric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MovieCastIndividualDiv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastName"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/celebrities/celebrity/chace-crawford/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Crawford&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt; Nate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MovieCastIndividualDiv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastName"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/celebrities/celebrity/ed-westwick/"&gt;Ed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Westwick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt; Chuck, Chuck Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MovieCastIndividualDiv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastName"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/celebrities/celebrity/penn-badgley/"&gt;Penn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Badgley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt; Dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MovieCastIndividualDiv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastName"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/celebrities/celebrity/taylor-momsen/"&gt;Taylor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Momsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt; Jenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MovieCastIndividualDiv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastName"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/celebrities/celebrity/kelly-rutherford/"&gt;Kelly Rutherford&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt; Lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MovieCastIndividualDiv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastName"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/celebrities/celebrity/sam-robards/"&gt;Sam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Robards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt; Howie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MovieCastIndividualDiv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastName"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/celebrities/celebrity/matthew-settle/"&gt;Matthew Settle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt; Rufus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MovieCastIndividualDiv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastName"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/celebrities/celebrity/kristen-bell/"&gt;Kristen Bell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt; Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MovieCastIndividualDiv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastName"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/celebrities/celebrity/florencia-lozano/"&gt;Florencia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lozano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt; Eleanor Waldorf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MovieCastIndividualDiv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastName"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/celebrities/celebrity/nicole-fiscella/"&gt;Nicole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Fiscella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt; Isabel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Coates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MovieCastIndividualDiv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastName"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/celebrities/celebrity/nan-zhang/"&gt;Nan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Zhang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt; Kati &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Farkas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on a popular teen book series, "Gossip Girl" is narrated by the unseen title character (Kristen Bell, "Veronica Mars"), who reports on the hook-ups and breakups among her classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Headlines on her blog is about the scandalous lives in Manhattan's elite. The story now goes like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="MovieCast_CastCharacterName"&gt;Serena Van Der &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Woodsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; unexpectedly returns to New York  from her mysterious absence to a boarding school in Connecticut.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She is initially unwelcome by her best friend Blair Waldorf&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who was perplexed by the lack of contact during Serena's absence, and has assumed the position as queen bee o&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;f the Constants &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Billard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  junior class. Later on discovered that her longtime boyfriend Nate Archibald  slept with Serena a year before, Blair is now ready to cut her friendship with S,if your B would you cut your friendship w/ your best friend after she hooked up w/ your bf??well if you ask me maybe YES!..hahahha..ok. then Serena meets the outsider Dan Humphrey (leaves in Brooklyn and begins a relationship with him. At the same time Dan's father Rufus and Serena's mother Lily digging  their past relationship (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!). Blair done a lot to make S be humiliated. In the end she finds out that  Eric van &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;der&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Woodsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had attempted suicide and was receiving treatment, Serena and Blair mend their friendship. This is just  the start of series of unbreakable events. Next pictures are full of excitement and romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl can influence &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of youngsters. Not just the fashion but the manner and style.  It's not that nice to watch high school students hooking up with best friend and boyfriend. Pretty classy huh??..Going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;clubs&lt;/span&gt;  every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; night. And trying to manipulate people with the use of wealth and power.  However, the main reason why I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; is that  often times I can relate to them .Because...I'm a teenager!! like S &amp;amp; B. Situations they show are really true and currently possible. right??. Is it possible that your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bff&lt;/span&gt; will hook up w/ your bf??..hahahhaa.watever!. I'm happy watching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; series. It offers lessons in friendship, family, and self conflict. Reminds me how to live life to the fullest. Teaching me how to count blessings.  It  gets better and better &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I watch an episode. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359402972502977325-5977259239573751353?l=lesliesscratch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/feeds/5977259239573751353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359402972502977325&amp;postID=5977259239573751353' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/5977259239573751353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/5977259239573751353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/2009/03/xoxo.html' title='Xoxo..'/><author><name>leslieme!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903451838073085264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbER8mX6bPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RM2pEDh2dAs/S220/DSC04161kkk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScjJJWr3RvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/irmH2LZwnkg/s72-c/250px-Gossip_Girl_title_card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359402972502977325.post-1920747221557486121</id><published>2009-03-18T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:21:49.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heLO, sunshine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH68onH-aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QaUvUAhoQnE/s1600-h/boracay_sun_bathing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH68onH-aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QaUvUAhoQnE/s320/boracay_sun_bathing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314804954874509730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Summer's officially here! We have no classes anymore. We can now hit the beach in fabulously flattering bikinis, comfy shorts, and tops in sunshine-y hues..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weeeehh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;!! It's our time to shine and make this summer 2009  exciting and fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't have plans yet but I'm sure I will going to have lots of activities for the rest of the break. You don't have ideas??Well  actually I kinda have plenty of ideas on how you can spend summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s1600-h/star.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 22px; height: 21px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s320/star.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314804081550222418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You can hit the beach with your sizzling suits. Boost you beach-babe status. Who knows you could find a nice guy and will have summer fling. Make sure you have these things stuffed in your bag when you hit the beach: Sun Block, Water (h20), Head Wrap, Flip-Flops and a Camera for moments.....:)It's really exciting. If your not into bikinis and guys, you go for scuba diving. Summer is the perfect time to enjoy nature and explore a whole new world under the sea. This could give you a spectacular view of life under water. Nice right??&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s1600-h/star.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 22px; height: 21px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s320/star.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314804081550222418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you want to develop your endurance, flexibility, and grace, then be a dancing queen!.hehehhe..Dancing is an enjoyable activity. I love dancing. It relaxes your feeling and at the same time develop you endurance. It's one way on releasing your energy and fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s1600-h/star.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 22px; height: 21px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s320/star.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314804081550222418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You can also boost your brainpower by reading books this summer. Smart people say that books are a treasure trove of wisdom. It's true that reading gives you a chance to use your imagination, expand your horizons, and see things is a new lights. Let the beauty of words feed you mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s1600-h/star.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 22px; height: 21px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s320/star.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314804081550222418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Watching movies and series are another exciting way in spending your summer. I have a friend who already listed plenty of movies for her to watch on this summer. It would be more fun if you will watch movie with your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;barkada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Have pizza and coke in the table. A sleepover would be amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s1600-h/star.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 22px; height: 21px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s320/star.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314804081550222418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wanna do something different with your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;barkaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?? go for Paintball, Air soft, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Karting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  and Sky Experience adventure.. You will need big money for this activities. Live the experience, Love the adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s1600-h/star.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 22px; height: 21px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s320/star.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314804081550222418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wanna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;enhance&lt;/span&gt; your hidden skills?? Go for summer class!!. It's a fun way on improving your skills and make new pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s1600-h/star.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 22px; height: 21px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s320/star.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314804081550222418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not enough money to buy the things you want?,Gain money this summer!. Put your skills into summer jobs like serving at a fast food chain. You can rid your closet of clothes that no longer fit you and sell them at a garage sale  or if you have a knack for designing clothes, making jewelry and cooking, try selling your creations online!. Photo sharing sites such as multiply save you the cost and hassle of having to put up your own store, help you keep in touch with your customers and allow you to advertise easily. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ryt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? This will help you earn enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;moolah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to buy new must-haves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s1600-h/star.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 22px; height: 21px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH6JzOY5FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uLwaXnwxgAo/s320/star.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314804081550222418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Summer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bloogin&lt;/span&gt;' is another way in spending your vacation. You can post funny, inspiring, or conversation you had with your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;barkada&lt;/span&gt;. You can also blog about your future goals. It doesn't matter if these are long-term or short-term, impossible to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;achieve&lt;/span&gt;, or just within your reach. What matters is you listed these dreams down in black and white for everyone to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's all for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys!!!. No matter what you do,  the most important thing is you enjoy and don't forget to smile..&lt;br /&gt;Here are my personal things to SMILE about this summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Be able to go to the mall with my girl friends on a weekday.&lt;br /&gt;*Having all the time to relax .&lt;br /&gt;*We can update our blogs everyday.&lt;br /&gt;*All new pictures (summer pictures).&lt;br /&gt;*Wake up late.&lt;br /&gt;*No assignments to worry.&lt;br /&gt;*No exams.&lt;br /&gt;*Can have beauty rest.&lt;br /&gt;*Summer lessons/ Summer class.&lt;br /&gt;*Having lots of time in doing things i love.&lt;br /&gt;*The beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy summer!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH-GbBpkQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/o72Hq6C1L6g/s1600-h/icon_smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 16px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH-GbBpkQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/o72Hq6C1L6g/s320/icon_smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314808421561241858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359402972502977325-1920747221557486121?l=lesliesscratch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/feeds/1920747221557486121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359402972502977325&amp;postID=1920747221557486121' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/1920747221557486121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/1920747221557486121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/2009/03/helo-sunshine.html' title='heLO, sunshine!'/><author><name>leslieme!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903451838073085264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbER8mX6bPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RM2pEDh2dAs/S220/DSC04161kkk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/ScH68onH-aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QaUvUAhoQnE/s72-c/boracay_sun_bathing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359402972502977325.post-6351403596844712040</id><published>2009-03-16T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:40:01.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif'/><title type='text'>MONDAY..STRIKE DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/Sb5WQBcXQsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v__-v3kvgMU/s1600-h/hearsu.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 13px; height: 15px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/Sb5WQBcXQsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v__-v3kvgMU/s320/hearsu.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313779443609060034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/Sb5VM_aTezI/AAAAAAAAAEs/enR-GnOhj_Q/s1600-h/girlu.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/Sb5VM_aTezI/AAAAAAAAAEs/enR-GnOhj_Q/s320/girlu.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313778292012317490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's monday, worst day of  the week. Don't wanna get up early but because of our "AMAZING  TEACHER",I just won't mention her name but to those who are taking methods laboratory, you know "her", I need to get to school before 10:00am. We have this company study thing. I woke up early but its seems like the world is driving me crazy. My aunts and my father keep on telling me that I shouldn't go to school coz we have a general strike and their's no class. "I really don't have class. I just need to go to school for our company study." I said to them.MANY TIMES.. But they keep on asking me questions like "how will you go to USC(my school)?, will jeff(my boyfriend) be coming with you??, have you called your administrator if you really have class??" my God!. They just didn't stop until I walked out. Anywayzz, I was about to brush my teeth when I turn the faucet, their's no water. gggggrrrrrrrhhhhh!!!..I was really really mad.. I ask our maid to fix it, she just said that my father was the only person who can fix it. To my surprise, when I shouted the name of my father, no one answered. He's gone. gggrrrrrrhhhhhh...I was furious then.. Maybe our maid get rattled,don't know what she've done but the next thing I know the faucet is now ok...hahahhaha...Can't imagine how she fix that..My home is quite far from USC. I need to ride 3 times...harhar. Can you imagine how far my school is from my house???....When wab and I were on our way to mcdonalds( it's where we wait for our first ride to school), alot of people were also waiting. There was no jeepney. If there's one then it's either full or going to the other side of the road. We waited for a few minutes but I can't stop myself from getting pissed off. So, we decided we need to do something. I don't like to be stucked there standing like a fool waiting for nothing, right??..Thank God we did get a ride but it's just the first stop. In Bulacao, much people were standing and waiting. As in like totally. We need to find another ride for our next stop. It seems like it's impossible. They were really dying to get a ride. I couldn't bare to stay with those people. They push, push and push. Our hope in going to school "gone".. We realize my boyfriend's brother could give us a ride. Yes, they have a car. hahahha. And we put it on our last option. They just use it for emergency kasi or for important things only. It's important to go to school. Isn't it??.hehehehe..We just fetch my friend Shalee at southbus terminal. .We got to school safelly. Although were a little bit late but it doesn't matter anymore. We did have our company study somewhere is Mandaque..Im not so sure about the place. We  just rent a "multicab". I can say that the place is  not that pleasing. I just thought it would be in a building or a place with lots of security guards. It's just not it..It's ok..We have no choice.. We need to go back there this coming wednesday to continue stuffs..In going home, things were ok na.. Taxi is our solution. harharhar..My mom paid. I need to save to buys things I love..You know me..When I got home, I toke some sleep. Beauty rest for tomorrows class..And now..blogging...pretty obvious.. enjoying blogging kasi.. "until hr na guys..gotta go to bed na.."..mwah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/Sb5WfWv66lI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wS03a_B0Wkw/s1600-h/icon_smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 16px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/Sb5WfWv66lI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wS03a_B0Wkw/s320/icon_smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313779707026270802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/Sb5U9sdMQeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9pNsrWjPBSg/s1600-h/jeren.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/Sb5U9sdMQeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9pNsrWjPBSg/s320/jeren.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313778029226115554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359402972502977325-6351403596844712040?l=lesliesscratch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/feeds/6351403596844712040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359402972502977325&amp;postID=6351403596844712040' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/6351403596844712040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/6351403596844712040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/2009/03/mondaystrike-day.html' title='MONDAY..STRIKE DAY'/><author><name>leslieme!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903451838073085264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbER8mX6bPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RM2pEDh2dAs/S220/DSC04161kkk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/Sb5WQBcXQsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v__-v3kvgMU/s72-c/hearsu.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359402972502977325.post-2391398863522037997</id><published>2009-03-15T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T01:12:22.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 truths</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;001. Real Name: Leslie Conde Zafra&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s): Les, lee,&lt;br /&gt;003. Age: 18&lt;br /&gt;004. Horoscope: Cancer&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or Female: Female&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary: Sait Theresa&lt;br /&gt;007. Middle School: XD&lt;br /&gt;008. High School: University of San Jose Recoletos&lt;br /&gt;009. College School: University of San Carlos&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair colour: Reddish Brown (love it)&lt;br /&gt;011. Long or Short: Long-ish&lt;br /&gt;012. Loud or Quiet: Loud&lt;br /&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans: Jeans&lt;br /&gt;014. Phone or Camera: Both XD&lt;br /&gt;015. Health Freak: No&lt;br /&gt;016. Drink or Smoke: None&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone: Nope&lt;br /&gt;018. Eat or Drink: Eat&lt;br /&gt;019. Piercings: Ears (2 pairs)&lt;br /&gt;020. Tattoos: No&lt;br /&gt;021. Social or Anti-Social: Social&lt;br /&gt;022. Righty or lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing: months old&lt;br /&gt;024. First relationship: friendship&lt;br /&gt;025. First Best Friend: Chris Espina&lt;br /&gt;026. First Award: Most Cooperative (grade 3)&lt;br /&gt;027. First Kiss: -&lt;br /&gt;028. First Pet: - dog (kimg)&lt;br /&gt;029. First Big Vacation: no big&lt;br /&gt;030. First Love at first sight: -&lt;br /&gt;031. First Big Birthday: 18th b.day&lt;br /&gt;032. First Surgery: -none&lt;br /&gt;033. First sport you joined: Badminton I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This or That&lt;br /&gt;034. Orange or Apple juice: both&lt;br /&gt;035. Rock or Rap: Both, I guess rock?&lt;br /&gt;036. Country or Screamo: none&lt;br /&gt;037. NSYNC or Backstreet boys: both&lt;br /&gt;038. Britney spears or Christina Aguilera: Britney spears I guess&lt;br /&gt;039. Night or Day: Both&lt;br /&gt;040. Sun or Moon: sun I guess&lt;br /&gt;041. TV or Internet: Internet&lt;br /&gt;042. Playstation or xbox: Playstation&lt;br /&gt;043. Kiss or hug: Both&lt;br /&gt;044. Iguana or turtle: Turtle&lt;br /&gt;045. Spider or bee: Bee&lt;br /&gt;046. Fall or spring: Spring&lt;br /&gt;047. Limewire or iTunes: i use both&lt;br /&gt;048. Soccer or baseball: soccer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating: Nothing&lt;br /&gt;050. Drinking: Nothing&lt;br /&gt;051. Excitement level: Not excited at all XD&lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to: Carry on going on the internet&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to: noises&lt;br /&gt;054. Plan for today: Internet XD&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for: Nothing&lt;br /&gt;056. Energy Level: Medium&lt;br /&gt;057. Thinking of someone: yes&lt;br /&gt;058. Want kids?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to get married?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;060. When?: Mid-20s&lt;br /&gt;061. How many kids do you want: 2 or 3&lt;br /&gt;062. Any name on the mind: Nope&lt;br /&gt;063. What did you want to be when you were little: Just someone rich XD&lt;br /&gt;064. Careers in mind: businesswoman I gues&lt;br /&gt;065. Mellow future or wild: In between&lt;br /&gt;066. Something you would never try: Drugs and smoking&lt;br /&gt;067. When do you want to die: Never! XD I don't really care actually, when it's time lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is the better in the boy/girl you like (in the future)&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes: Eyes&lt;br /&gt;069. Romantic or Funny?: Both&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller?: Taller!&lt;br /&gt;071. Protective or Caring?: Both&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous?: Both&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice Stomach or Nice Arms?: Both&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud?: Both&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship?: Relationship of course&lt;br /&gt;076. Trouble Maker or Hesitant?: neither&lt;br /&gt;077. Muscular or normal: Normal&lt;br /&gt;078. Kissed a stranger: don't care&lt;br /&gt;079. Broken a bone: don't care&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses or contacts: I don't see the problem with this&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home: No, well depends why&lt;br /&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defence: No unless he was about to get killed XD&lt;br /&gt;083. Killed somebody: No way&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken some one's heart: don't care, as long as it's not mine XD&lt;br /&gt;085. Had your heart broken: No, depends...&lt;br /&gt;086. Been arrested: No&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried when someone died: Yes&lt;br /&gt;088. Liked a friend more than a friend: Don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in&lt;br /&gt;089. Yourself: Yep&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles: yep&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight: Not really&lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven: yep&lt;br /&gt;093. Santa Claus: no&lt;br /&gt;094. Tooth Fairy: No, I'm not a kid XD&lt;br /&gt;095. Kiss in the first date: Maybe&lt;br /&gt;096. Angels: yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer Truthfully&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there 1 person you want to be with right now?: yes&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you're in life now?: I'm alright now..&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God?: yes..&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. jef&lt;br /&gt;2. aime&lt;br /&gt;3. jessa&lt;br /&gt;4. jo&lt;br /&gt;5. lyn&lt;br /&gt;6. mikyu&lt;br /&gt;7. shale&lt;br /&gt;8. suyin&lt;br /&gt;9. lor&lt;br /&gt;10. jew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359402972502977325-2391398863522037997?l=lesliesscratch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/feeds/2391398863522037997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359402972502977325&amp;postID=2391398863522037997' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/2391398863522037997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/2391398863522037997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/2009/03/100-truths.html' title='100 truths'/><author><name>leslieme!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903451838073085264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbER8mX6bPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RM2pEDh2dAs/S220/DSC04161kkk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359402972502977325.post-3915313120771207836</id><published>2009-03-14T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:15:19.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pArTy!!!...(FOR KIDS ONLY)&lt;:-P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbuuMrCIKyI/AAAAAAAAADc/MmoVV8-kwX0/s1600-h/DSC00704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbuuMrCIKyI/AAAAAAAAADc/MmoVV8-kwX0/s320/DSC00704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313031718146943778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was very FUN!!!.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shalee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bb's&lt;/span&gt; birthday celebration.We know that she wants to have a children's party on her b.day so we decided to have one.. All of us in the group exert effort to make this party possible. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wab&lt;/span&gt; and I planned the games.  We really took time in preparing all the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things needed for the games. The day before the party, we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bought the prizes.  I really love the prizes b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ut&lt;/span&gt; sad to say I'm not part of the game.I know that I'm not good in games..I'm  a lossseeerrr.L-)...hahahha.whatever.. Others were also very busy about the costumes.. We all agreed that we will wear clothes that are intended for kids..hahahha..so that we will really look graders...it's a children's party anyway.. We had four different games. The first was the "hep h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ep&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;horay&lt;/span&gt;!", "egg toss", "news paper dance" and "hula &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bira&lt;/span&gt;", respectively. It was very tiresome but worth it!. We have taken a lot of pictures and videos. A lot of funny moments and of course our very very loud voices.. We end the party around 3pm, one hour before our last class of the day. We were drained &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yet happy.....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OtHeR&lt;/span&gt; Captured &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mOmenTs&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbuuvVDROII/AAAAAAAAADk/ael-XGt5DDs/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbuuvVDROII/AAAAAAAAADk/ael-XGt5DDs/s320/DSC00097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313032313541572738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;B.day girl and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbuwIH902dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qVv3laMIloE/s1600-h/DSC00698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbuwIH902dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qVv3laMIloE/s320/DSC00698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313033839037438418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;jessa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lyn&lt;/span&gt;, shale, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;leslie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbuwZtYdkjI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Lj9WVIeWt60/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbuwZtYdkjI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Lj9WVIeWt60/s320/DSC00193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313034141139046962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;w/ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359402972502977325-3915313120771207836?l=lesliesscratch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/feeds/3915313120771207836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359402972502977325&amp;postID=3915313120771207836' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/3915313120771207836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/3915313120771207836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/2009/03/partyfor-kids-only-p.html' title='pArTy!!!...(FOR KIDS ONLY)&lt;:-P'/><author><name>leslieme!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903451838073085264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbER8mX6bPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RM2pEDh2dAs/S220/DSC04161kkk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbuuMrCIKyI/AAAAAAAAADc/MmoVV8-kwX0/s72-c/DSC00704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359402972502977325.post-6905557893860310246</id><published>2009-03-08T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:19:20.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOGGIESSSS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they are my bArkadAs @ hOme..eVeryone knows that my parents are very busy with our business, to the point that sometimes, they forgot that we need time for bonding and everything... im very lucky to have them with me.they make my day brighter. it makes me smile whenever i hear there very loud voices. i love the way they hugged me.. they are very unique.. and most specially i love them very much..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im not talking about anyone or anything.ok.. im talking about our pets.. our dogiesss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbO0jLdOQII/AAAAAAAAADE/I4WSCOAtqNs/s1600-h/P1010358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbO0jLdOQII/AAAAAAAAADE/I4WSCOAtqNs/s320/P1010358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310786902063726722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is LUNINGNING..a girl..believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; or not her name was derived from a  popular wowowee dancer..hahahaha.. yes very funny.. people in our house are really funny  specially our maids and my father.. they often get bored...that's why they try to make things funny.. back to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; topic.. luningning is so like me.. she doesn't eat veges.doesn't eat rice. she has her own taste. and she is so sweet like me..gosh... my heart is very close to her... now, she is so skinny.. eating? shes not into it.that's the problem.she just eat whenever the food is nice or expensive. "baga k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aaug lips oi!". she jumps at me every time i get home from school..love it!..she hugs me whenever im sad..yes she does..believe it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbO27qlEWkI/AAAAAAAAADM/3fahgUL8_YI/s1600-h/1_364027796l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbO27qlEWkI/AAAAAAAAADM/3fahgUL8_YI/s320/1_364027796l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310789521758247490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is MARIMAR... also a girl..obviously, her name was taken from a character of a popular tv series.. same reason as before, our maids call her marimar so we just decided to name her marimar..harhar..the most mischievous dog ever.. she s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o alive!..totally active and full of energy.. people in our compound loved her very much. she has this strong bark that can make you scream so high...to tell you, this dog is not big, marimar is "pandak".. lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vely dog.. sadly she died..:(  cant talk bout it.. makes me feel very bad.. shes a big lost to our family because marimar is the only one who can make my mom smile and laugh. my mom is a strict mom.wraarrhh!!..   marimar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;could make our family bond together and laugh together.. my friend and my clown. this is our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;marimar... i miss her so much..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbO6mk3q75I/AAAAAAAAADU/uOBcjsJh2aM/s1600-h/1_471406656l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbO6mk3q75I/AAAAAAAAADU/uOBcjsJh2aM/s320/1_471406656l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310793557494919058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BabY anGeL!!..our newest dog.. as always, a girl..hahaha..the cutest..she is still very young (5months old). her color is what i love the most.. she looks so clean..its white and brown..i cant tell much more about her attitude coz shes still a baby to us.. shes an angel from heaven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359402972502977325-6905557893860310246?l=lesliesscratch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/feeds/6905557893860310246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359402972502977325&amp;postID=6905557893860310246' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/6905557893860310246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/6905557893860310246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/2009/03/doggiessss.html' title='DOGGIESSSS...'/><author><name>leslieme!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903451838073085264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbER8mX6bPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RM2pEDh2dAs/S220/DSC04161kkk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbO0jLdOQII/AAAAAAAAADE/I4WSCOAtqNs/s72-c/P1010358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359402972502977325.post-6875931855337291657</id><published>2009-03-06T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T05:36:03.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMILY.FRIENDS AND WAB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i have come to realize that  i am not a little girl anymore..  not because i already have 1 wisdom tooth.. but something happened to me and that thing made me reflect to myself. my world now is so complex. i need to think maturely. my decisions now is not as easy as answering a question with a yes or a no.i need to balance everything. my priorities and my desires. i need to be good in every way for my future. all i need are my strengths. they are my loved ones. my family,my mother and father, my sister.my better half (wab). my friends (da hacienderas). i know, i dont have that strong personality but because of you guys i learned to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;fight and loved myself more.im so lucky because i have you all.i know  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;each of us (hacienderas) have our own personality, in fact were di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;fferent in many ways. Because of that, i discovered alot of new things in me. Things that i thought i don't like. i just hope we can hold on till the end.ok??.. wab. his my hero. i want to say to him that " i can't imagine life without you". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just want you all to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbEl5NM3TAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/dOMaBJHr1PM/s1600-h/DSC08183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbEl5NM3TAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/dOMaBJHr1PM/s320/DSC08183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310067100372913154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; how i feel..  now, we can smile together an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;d say hello to our future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all our memories will always be remembered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbEmb3fx4UI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nu8x17SRAsU/s1600-h/DSC07305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbEmb3fx4UI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nu8x17SRAsU/s320/DSC07305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310067695842091330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOREVER AND ALWAYS MY WAB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOxO..04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359402972502977325-6875931855337291657?l=lesliesscratch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/feeds/6875931855337291657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359402972502977325&amp;postID=6875931855337291657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/6875931855337291657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/6875931855337291657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/2009/03/familyfriends-and-wab.html' title='FAMILY.FRIENDS AND WAB'/><author><name>leslieme!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903451838073085264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbER8mX6bPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RM2pEDh2dAs/S220/DSC04161kkk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbEl5NM3TAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/dOMaBJHr1PM/s72-c/DSC08183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359402972502977325.post-8993149285368373476</id><published>2008-10-11T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T03:22:02.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hell you "advance math"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;totally hell you advance math! 8:30-10:30 hell hours. my brain cells were about to explode because of that deadly departmental exam. funny in the first part coz when the proctor was about to check our admission slips, my admission slip that i put on top of my arm chair was blown by the wind(ang electric fan jud ang hinong dan sa tanan) and fell downstairs. my room was located at the 4th floor engineering bldg. how am i gonna pick that in taking not much time?? well, two boys tried to help me. jose my cheatmate and jef my boyfriend "wala ra ghapon clai nahimo" anyway i just took the exam w/o my admission slip. mam fuentes already checked that last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  i don't have any final answer . i was totally blanked and confused(not w/my ans.ha). the fact is that i passed my bluebook late not because i have lots of answers but i made a short letter for our teacher.mam fuentes. i wrote everything i wanna say to her and let her know my feelings about this course. i just hope mam will respond positively. and i will pass advance math. i will do everything. i will cry. i will dance.i will sing. i will act. i will kneel, i will buy her coffee at starbucks,i will run in the field, i will buy her burger at mcdonalds,i will buy her chicken at kfc, i will. i will everything.. but not pay money coz "maka pubre na!"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  good luck to me nlng.. if your taking advance math,good luck to you also...&lt;br /&gt;i will go to simala tom to pray for this... w/ effort jud...hehehehhe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359402972502977325-8993149285368373476?l=lesliesscratch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/feeds/8993149285368373476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359402972502977325&amp;postID=8993149285368373476' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/8993149285368373476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359402972502977325/posts/default/8993149285368373476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliesscratch.blogspot.com/2008/10/hell-you-advance-math.html' title='hell you &quot;advance math&quot;'/><author><name>leslieme!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903451838073085264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EpWNz2aX8TA/SbER8mX6bPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RM2pEDh2dAs/S220/DSC04161kkk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
