<?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-1752968220588432031</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:44:26.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reverse the chemistry ♥</title><subtitle type='html'>i love blogging so read my posts.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-9039033191298621359</id><published>2009-04-25T22:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:20:01.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE. UPDATE. UPDATE.</title><content type='html'>To my dear contest winners:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AIREN &lt;/span&gt;- I cant find your button on your page. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NISZKE&lt;/span&gt; - I cant access your blog. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KYM&lt;/span&gt; - Your button doesn't appear on your page. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO POST YOUR BUTTONS ON MY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW PAGE&lt;/span&gt; ALREADY, BUT I'VE ENCOUNTERED THE SAID PROBLEMS. So please, just e-mail them to me at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tricia.fmct@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I want to let everybody know that I will be closing down this site anytime soon. I realized that I can't manage multiple sites at once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be my last post for this site. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0000-pika/kaos-pika24.gif" alt="pika24" title="pika24" width="50" height="50" /&gt; Take care everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-9039033191298621359?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/9039033191298621359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=9039033191298621359&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/9039033191298621359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/9039033191298621359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-update-update.html' title='UPDATE. UPDATE. UPDATE.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-1797684191679425587</id><published>2009-04-19T14:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:50:02.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONGRATULATIONS TO THE WINNERS</title><content type='html'>Contest result was posted today at 1 in the morning. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s1600-h/emot1-cute.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s320/emot1-cute.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326289485558022690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was too excited to let everyone know who won that's why I really stayed up that late. Haha. Anyway, why did they win? Here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s1600-h/emot1-cute.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s320/emot1-cute.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326289485558022690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CHARMOII [ most kawaii page ] - she has the highest number of votes. 41.84% :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s1600-h/emot1-cute.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s320/emot1-cute.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326289485558022690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AIREN [ 2nd place ] - she got 14.33%. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s1600-h/emot1-cute.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s320/emot1-cute.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326289485558022690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NISZKE [ 3rd place ] - she got 12.56%. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s1600-h/emot1-cute.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s320/emot1-cute.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326289485558022690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KYM [ most unique page ] - just look at her site and see what i mean. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s1600-h/emot1-cute.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s320/emot1-cute.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326289485558022690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SAFIENA [ most interesting post ] - everything she writes are worth reading no matter how long or short they are. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s1600-h/emot1-cute.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s320/emot1-cute.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326289485558022690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; QI WEN [ loveliest stuffs ] - she shares lots of her works to her visitors. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They won fair and square. Sorry to those who didn't win. There's always a next time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WINNERS: DONT FORGET TO POST YOUR WINNER BADGES SO THAT I CAN POST YOUR BUTTONS ON MY SITE ALREADY. TAG ME WHEN YOU'RE DONE POSTING. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love lots,&lt;br /&gt;Tricia &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s1600-h/emot1-cute.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s320/emot1-cute.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326289485558022690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-1797684191679425587?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/1797684191679425587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=1797684191679425587&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1797684191679425587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1797684191679425587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/congratulations-to-winners.html' title='CONGRATULATIONS TO THE WINNERS'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SerIETWVgiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rlcbR3moPVk/s72-c/emot1-cute.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-7969657516444344131</id><published>2009-04-12T20:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:21:58.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two bad news</title><content type='html'>sorry for not updating this site that much. i got overexcited with my new page that i edit it almost everyday. sadly, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bad news #01&lt;/span&gt;) somethings wrong with it right now. maybe jazzy is having problems with his domain. *sad &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/2.gif" alt="sedih" title="sedih" /&gt;* but i know it will be fixed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bad news #02) &lt;/span&gt;classes will resume tomorrow. now, i am sadder. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/22.gif" alt="xpasti" title="xpasti" /&gt; i am too lazy to go to school. i have to wake up early again. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go now! i still have to work on my thesis. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ edit ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;this is just a short note. so i just edited this post. hihi. anyway, layout changed. what do you think about it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/3.gif" alt="kenyit" title="kenyit" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; comments please.&lt;/span&gt; AND OH, MY NEW SITE IS BACK!! YEHEY! CLICK THE LINK ABOVE. IM OPEN TO LINK EXCHANGES! &lt;img style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/3.gif" alt="kenyit" title="kenyit" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[/edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;love lots,&lt;br /&gt;tricia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-7969657516444344131?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/7969657516444344131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=7969657516444344131&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/7969657516444344131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/7969657516444344131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/two-bad-news.html' title='two bad news'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-6570898181398038780</id><published>2009-04-09T21:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:57:41.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have my own subdomain</title><content type='html'>I finally have a subdomain! Yeeeey! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355AoQbPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kGDSicEqxu0/s1600-h/emot1-superhappy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 15px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355AoQbPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kGDSicEqxu0/s320/emot1-superhappy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322685092438502642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think I'm getting used to WP already and FTP. Though I am still in need of tutorials. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355PE5DKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/19-T1iehQb4/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355PE5DKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/19-T1iehQb4/s320/smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322685096316701858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PHP is kinda tricky, well at least for me. Haha. So anyway, this is my thank you list &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355PE5DKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/19-T1iehQb4/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355PE5DKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/19-T1iehQb4/s320/smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322685096316701858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazzy - for hosting. and for being so nice to me. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355lBJc-I/AAAAAAAAAKc/h6Rox9kMztg/s1600-h/kao_ani1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355lBJc-I/AAAAAAAAAKc/h6Rox9kMztg/s320/kao_ani1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322685102206579682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i will thank you forever, i swear i will. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355lBJc-I/AAAAAAAAAKc/h6Rox9kMztg/s1600-h/kao_ani1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355lBJc-I/AAAAAAAAAKc/h6Rox9kMztg/s320/kao_ani1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322685102206579682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice - for entertaining my questions. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355PE5DKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/19-T1iehQb4/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355PE5DKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/19-T1iehQb4/s320/smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322685096316701858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charmoii - for encouraging me to put up a WP blog. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355PE5DKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/19-T1iehQb4/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355PE5DKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/19-T1iehQb4/s320/smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322685096316701858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire - for the theme i am currently using. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355PE5DKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/19-T1iehQb4/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355PE5DKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/19-T1iehQb4/s320/smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322685096316701858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, my new page is still under construction. I'm still working on it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355lBJc-I/AAAAAAAAAKc/h6Rox9kMztg/s1600-h/kao_ani1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355lBJc-I/AAAAAAAAAKc/h6Rox9kMztg/s320/kao_ani1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322685102206579682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But you can visit it now. Tag me and comment on my post, okay? Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK &lt;a href="http://hiccup.luvable.info/" target="_blank"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all sweetness in my soul,&lt;br /&gt;Tricia &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355ZUW2lI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3QpEbiYa1S4/s1600-h/emot1-cute.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355ZUW2lI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3QpEbiYa1S4/s320/emot1-cute.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322685099065924178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-6570898181398038780?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/6570898181398038780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=6570898181398038780&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6570898181398038780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6570898181398038780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-my-own-subdomain.html' title='I have my own subdomain'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sd355AoQbPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kGDSicEqxu0/s72-c/emot1-superhappy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-3873926809164662566</id><published>2009-04-08T19:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:50:06.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotable Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"If it didn't really matter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you won't be spending so much time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Years from now&lt;br /&gt;all those crazy nights&lt;br /&gt;or all those times that made us laugh till&lt;br /&gt;our stomachs hurt but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'll always remember that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you were the ones there.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trying to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forget someone you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is like trying to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;remember someone you never knew.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; gonna be that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no matter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;what happens between you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no matter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how long you go without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;talking&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you never stop loving him.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think that the only reason &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why people hold onto memories so tight&lt;/span&gt; for so long is because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;memories are the only things that don`t change when everything else does.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't want to close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;, because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you might leave when I'm not looking&lt;/span&gt;. But I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;afraid to keep them open&lt;/span&gt;, because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I couldn't stand to watch you walk away.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Those are some of the quotes that were forwarded to me through SMS. Have you even wondered why many people love reading quotes? Before, I do. But now, I understand why. Quotes tend to touch our sensitivity with their messages. If we get our hearts broken or when we are happy, we like to read stuffs that we can relate to. Sometimes, it makes us feel better. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdyN68X8tPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rXTtdRR_daM/s1600-h/emot1-happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 15px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdyN68X8tPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rXTtdRR_daM/s320/emot1-happy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322284903423587570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I haven't finished my paper yet... Okay, scratch that. I haven't&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finished&lt;/s&gt;started my paper yet. Call me lazy and I'll say you're right! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can still vote for me! Hit the link above! Thanks! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdyOt70MEfI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/FDWvMzmoYXo/s1600-h/kao_ani1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdyOt70MEfI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/FDWvMzmoYXo/s320/kao_ani1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322285779446927858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments are highly appreciated.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdyOVHrxn3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/aEqWZvqmL58/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdyOVHrxn3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/aEqWZvqmL58/s320/smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322285353136136050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you forever,&lt;br /&gt;Tricia &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdyOVHrxn3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/aEqWZvqmL58/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdyOVHrxn3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/aEqWZvqmL58/s320/smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322285353136136050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-3873926809164662566?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/3873926809164662566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=3873926809164662566&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3873926809164662566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3873926809164662566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-it-didnt-really-matter-you-wont-be.html' title='Quotable Quotes'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdyN68X8tPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rXTtdRR_daM/s72-c/emot1-happy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-1791058911588815983</id><published>2009-04-08T16:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T16:33:13.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the most boring life in the world.</title><content type='html'>When I was a kid, I am always excited about summer because I get to play outside all day or watch cartoons all night without being sent to bed because I have to go to school the next day. But now, I HATE SUMMER. Not really hate, as in, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;. I just hate how boring it is. Or is it only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my summer&lt;/span&gt; that is boring? Haha. All my todays are just the same with my yesterdays. [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, except yesterday because I got to hang out with my buddies.&lt;/span&gt; ] I am really bored to tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt do anything productive today. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As always, btw.&lt;/span&gt; I cant wait to go to school next week. Yes, I still have summer classes. It's fine, though. At least I can be with my college friends. Plus *cough* I have allowance *cough*. Hey, I just realized that I have to work on a 15-page paper and it's due on Monday. Gahd. I am too lazy to do it. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/20.gif" alt="nangih" title="nangih" /&gt; Ugh. I guess I have to go now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for all the ranting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VOTE&lt;/span&gt; for me! The link is above this post. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Comment on this one, too okay? *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hugs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://sidekick.mysinablog.com/resserver.php?resource=187087-%E6%98%8F.gif" alt=":tsk:" title=":tsk:" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the love in the world,&lt;br /&gt;Tricia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-1791058911588815983?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/1791058911588815983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=1791058911588815983&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1791058911588815983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1791058911588815983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-most-boring-life-in-world.html' title='I have the most boring life in the world.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-2754982763247291385</id><published>2009-04-07T21:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:35:43.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends for keeps. :)</title><content type='html'>My friends just left. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP_4kA-dI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2tgpkI5h4Ss/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP_4kA-dI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2tgpkI5h4Ss/s320/smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321935343602170322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had so much fun! It's really nice hanging out with the best people in your world. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP_4kA-dI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2tgpkI5h4Ss/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP_4kA-dI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2tgpkI5h4Ss/s320/smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321935343602170322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We reminisced our highschool days over vodka. We bonded as if we haven't seen each other in years although we were just together last week. We are always like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; when we see each other because things aren't the same as they were before. We dont study in the same school anymore. We have new group of friends. That's why I am really happy when we get to see each other and do the same old stuffs. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP7avfnvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/24ZJE-n25sY/s1600-h/kao_ani1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP7avfnvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/24ZJE-n25sY/s320/kao_ani1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321935266877775602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My friends are my greatest possessions. I wont trade them with any guy, I swear. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP7avfnvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/24ZJE-n25sY/s1600-h/kao_ani1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP7avfnvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/24ZJE-n25sY/s320/kao_ani1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321935266877775602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am looking forward to another day like this. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP7avfnvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/24ZJE-n25sY/s1600-h/kao_ani1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP7avfnvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/24ZJE-n25sY/s320/kao_ani1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321935266877775602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, we played HOTEL626. It's fun to play if you're with your friends rather than playing it alone because it's kinda scary. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOO, thanks to those who dropped comments on my previous post. I appreciate every word. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do comment on this one, too&lt;/span&gt;. Okay? *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hugs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="shoutouttxt" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you laugh really loud, talk really close and you don't care if your hair is a mess, you are probably with your friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP_4kA-dI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2tgpkI5h4Ss/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP_4kA-dI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2tgpkI5h4Ss/s320/smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321935343602170322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love lots,&lt;br /&gt;Tricia &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP7avfnvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/24ZJE-n25sY/s1600-h/kao_ani1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP7avfnvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/24ZJE-n25sY/s320/kao_ani1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321935266877775602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-2754982763247291385?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/2754982763247291385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=2754982763247291385&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/2754982763247291385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/2754982763247291385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-friends-just-left.html' title='Friends for keeps. :)'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdtP_4kA-dI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2tgpkI5h4Ss/s72-c/smile.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-3917043619154855440</id><published>2009-04-06T23:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T13:52:02.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've always been a good girl</title><content type='html'>I think I'm a pretty good girlfriend. Nagger, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt;. Always interrogates, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt;. Tantrums-baby, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt;. But I've been very loyal and sweet to him. How can he be cold to me sometimes? And why the hell do I get the feeling that he loves DOTA more than me. Arggh. I hate him like a pimple! I do. I really do. But just for now. I will tell him I love him again tomorrow. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don’t you hate it when you cry over the things you don't want to lose? When you were a little girl, it was that a special toy. Now? It is that special boy.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez. This is such a stupid post. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH, BY THE WAY. DO ME A FAVOR. CONTINUE VOTING FOR ME AT VHINE'S CONTEST. I KNOW, I KNOW, I WONT WIN. HAHAH. BUT STILL, PLEASE VOTE FOR ME. THANKS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blink&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;EDIT EDIT EDIT [ APRIL 7, 2009 - 1:49PM ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You can now put comments on my blogposts! The link is down there. Please do leave comments before leaving and I will thank you with all  my ♥. *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://blogimage.roodo.com/onion_club/967339c1.gif" alt=":wave:" title=":wave:" width="50" height="50" /&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/1752968220588432031-3917043619154855440?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/3917043619154855440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=3917043619154855440&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3917043619154855440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3917043619154855440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-im-pretty-good-girlfriend.html' title='I&apos;ve always been a good girl'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-5782626813837136639</id><published>2009-04-06T16:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:50:01.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I am not really a blogger</title><content type='html'>I dont even know what FTP is. I need help. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdnCDNneiyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/W6x31XQ4_do/s1600-h/kao003.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdnCDNneiyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/W6x31XQ4_do/s320/kao003.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321497795165588258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hahaha. Eunice is to envy! She has an adorable site and that is because she knows how to work with FTP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Special mention talaga dito si Eunice because her page is one of my most favorite pages.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdnBdRK0AVI/AAAAAAAAAJE/bTqmEbK_OqE/s1600-h/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdnBdRK0AVI/AAAAAAAAAJE/bTqmEbK_OqE/s320/cute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321497143284072786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matuto din ako nun. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdnCH1noVtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/t2fONAS-36g/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdnCH1noVtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/t2fONAS-36g/s320/smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321497874623125202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I need all the tutorials I can get. After my summer class, I will definetly look for the best FTP tutorials. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdnCH1noVtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/t2fONAS-36g/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 9px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdnCH1noVtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/t2fONAS-36g/s320/smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321497874623125202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL, NANGANGARAP LANG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-5782626813837136639?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/5782626813837136639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=5782626813837136639&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/5782626813837136639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/5782626813837136639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-i-am-not-really-blogger.html' title='I think I am not really a blogger'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdnCDNneiyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/W6x31XQ4_do/s72-c/kao003.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-8715609363615047019</id><published>2009-04-06T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T17:08:40.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drop all your boundaries and meet him halfway.</title><content type='html'>I am broke. I only have 200php on my wallet. I want to go out with my friends but I dont know where 200php will take me. Well yeah, it's enough for one meal  in McDonalds (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which is btw, my most favorite fastfood in the world&lt;/span&gt;) but what if I see something pretty in the mall? I CANT BUY IT BECAUSE I DONT HAVE THE MONEY. I swear, I will be driven crazy. But hey, the mall isn't really the first place that came into my mind. I just wrote it first but what I really first thought of is Mamus, Katipunan. Yes, lots of you dont know the place. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hint: It is where people have fun while getting drunk.&lt;/span&gt; It's not really one of my favorite places but if you just want to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chillax&lt;/span&gt; with your friends while having a couple of beers, it's the place to be. Oh well, I dont have enough money to go out. So I'm going to stay home and bore myself to tears. My friends are going to come over tomorrow here at my house, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a nonsense person. I am sorry. Hey hey,  I got to go. I need to cook lunch for myself. Yes, again, I AM HOME ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH. Try playing HOTEL626. Click &lt;a href="http://www.hotel626.com/" target="_blank"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; Thanks to Eunice for the link. *hugs* Btw, the game is up only from 6pm - 6am. But you can register anytime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE WORDS: Dont play alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/19.gif" alt="setan" title="setan" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-8715609363615047019?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/8715609363615047019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=8715609363615047019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8715609363615047019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8715609363615047019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/drop-all-your-bondaries-and-meet-him.html' title='Drop all your boundaries and meet him halfway.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-4559297232786131863</id><published>2009-04-04T21:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:16:19.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should stop chasing pavements</title><content type='html'>"I maybe single for now but my heart will forever be taken. I am officially reserved. Wait until my time comes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sddc1dfRE5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/QsW51SgSDvo/s1600-h/loveletter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sddc1dfRE5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/QsW51SgSDvo/s320/loveletter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320823558280123282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically, I am single. Emotionally, I am taken by that special boy. If I would host a contest for the title "My most favorite person", I need not to register to PollDaddy and have people vote for the winner because I know who's going to win. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Him, &lt;/span&gt;my most favorite person in the planet. ♥ We were together for 7 months. 7 happy months. I am very grateful because he came into my life. I dont want &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; to leave. I never wanted &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him &lt;/span&gt;to leave. But I guess that's life. Things won't always go your way. Sometimes, we have to let go of the people we love to prove that the feeling is true. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a melodramatic person. Beg off. This is my blog anyway. Haha. Veering away from melodrama... I'd like to remind everybody that the first contest voting will end on April 18. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/1.gif" alt="senyum" title="senyum" /&gt; And I have just started another contest. Registration is open. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/3.gif" alt="kenyit" title="kenyit" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs &amp;amp; Kisses to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sddcm5Y3raI/AAAAAAAAAI0/tglCuTQFAOg/s1600-h/ye.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sddcm5Y3raI/AAAAAAAAAI0/tglCuTQFAOg/s320/ye.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320823308071447970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1752968220588432031-4559297232786131863?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/4559297232786131863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=4559297232786131863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/4559297232786131863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/4559297232786131863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-maybe-single-for-now-but-my-heart.html' title='I should stop chasing pavements'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sddc1dfRE5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/QsW51SgSDvo/s72-c/loveletter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-1288920331079646032</id><published>2009-04-04T01:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T12:15:36.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is more disgusting than a boy who lies &amp; hurts a girl just to prove he's a man.</title><content type='html'>I HAVE A NEW LAYOUT. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell me what you think about it&lt;/span&gt;. TAG ME! &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/4.gif" alt="sengihnampakgigi" title="sengihnampakgigi" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my ever sweet fellow Filipina, KYM for the layout. Yes she made this layout for me. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/9.gif" alt="malu" title="malu" /&gt; Visit her and add her on your links. Click &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kymies-lullaby.tk/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. Tag her and link exchange with her okay? She writes nice blogs, I swear. I told her that already even before she created this for me so don't tell me I'm just telling this because she made me a layout. Okay? Haha. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/3.gif" alt="kenyit" title="kenyit" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you read the text on the header? I wrote that. Kym designed it. Haha. I think the text is nice. Do you think so, too? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what could &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; be doing right now? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He &lt;/span&gt;doesn't text me. Sorry if I talk about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go now. Mom's here and she brought something. I should know what that is. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0000-pika/kaos-pika21.gif" alt="pika21" title="pika21" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-1288920331079646032?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/1288920331079646032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=1288920331079646032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1288920331079646032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1288920331079646032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-new-layout.html' title='Nothing is more disgusting than a boy who lies &amp; hurts a girl just to prove he&apos;s a man.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-7585099939163565928</id><published>2009-04-03T19:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T19:53:52.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>barbed wire fences won't keep me from breaking through.  i swear i will for you.</title><content type='html'>He's in his graduation ball right now. And I dont &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;f-in&lt;/span&gt; know if he's dancing with a girl or just about to be. I'm trying to put that thought out of my mind but I cant help it. I can picture him looking in her eyes, dancing to the sweet melody of a love song... &lt;s style="font-style: italic;"&gt;making out&lt;/s&gt;. Oh good Lord, dont do this to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdX3j2B5XVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CBk7P8LCNgg/s1600-h/cry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdX3j2B5XVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CBk7P8LCNgg/s320/cry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320430729979059538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am sooo looking forward to seeing the new layout a fellow blogger is making for me. I'm not yet revealing who she is, though. You will know once I have installed the layout already. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/3.gif" alt="kenyit" title="kenyit" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blink&gt;CONTINUE VOTING FOR THE MOST KAWAII LAYOUT.&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S A CONTEST UPDATE. SEE CONTEST SECTION. &lt;/blink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0028-pucca_love_emoticons/pucca_love_emoticons_06.gif" alt="pucca_love_06" title="pucca_love_06" width="45" height="26" /&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/1752968220588432031-7585099939163565928?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/7585099939163565928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=7585099939163565928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/7585099939163565928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/7585099939163565928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/barbed-wire-fences-wont-keep-me-from.html' title='barbed wire fences won&apos;t keep me from breaking through. &lt;br&gt; i swear i will for you.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdX3j2B5XVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CBk7P8LCNgg/s72-c/cry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-6481497911722584954</id><published>2009-04-02T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:49:13.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss my kuleet, big time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdSzIXZhIgI/AAAAAAAAAIk/aBJU9lkDwbA/s1600-h/teary+eyed.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdSzIXZhIgI/AAAAAAAAAIk/aBJU9lkDwbA/s320/teary+eyed.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320074016132768258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too much togetherness can be the reason for break – ups. Spending time part gives you new stories to share and helps you grow as a person. When you see each other little less, you value your time together more.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- eh naman ! pag hindi nagkikita, nakakabaliw !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-6481497911722584954?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/6481497911722584954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=6481497911722584954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6481497911722584954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6481497911722584954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-miss-my-kuleet-big-time.html' title=''/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SdSzIXZhIgI/AAAAAAAAAIk/aBJU9lkDwbA/s72-c/teary+eyed.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-8666413724478675961</id><published>2009-04-01T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:37:05.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a new URL Address. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://blogimage.roodo.com/onion_club/3473749b.gif" alt=":hi:" title=":hi:" width="50" height="50" /&gt; &lt;blink&gt;PLEASE READ !&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who voted for me in Vhine's contest. I do need more votes. I am nowhere near being the winner cause I only got 17 votes. Some has 40+. Haha. But it's okay if I don't win. At least some supported me. THANK YOU WITH ALL MY HEART. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEW NOTES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;u&gt;&lt;blink style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE RELINK ME&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have a new BLOG URL. http://fenella-hiccup.co.nr/&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;co.nr&lt;/span&gt; for the free domain. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/1.gif" alt="senyum" title="senyum" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tag me&lt;/span&gt; when you're done relinking and I will thank you forever. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I will be changing my layout this weekend. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0000-pika/kaos-pika21.gif" alt="pika21" title="pika21" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Continue voting for the most kawaii layout. See &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;contest&lt;/span&gt; section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Link exchange &lt;/span&gt;is currently &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OFF&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I will be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;removing on my list&lt;/span&gt; those I've had link exchanged with who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;aren't that active&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/4.gif" alt="sengihnampakgigi" title="sengihnampakgigi" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NIGHT EVERYONE! &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/3.gif" alt="kenyit" title="kenyit" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://blogimage.roodo.com/onion_club/967339c1.gif" alt=":wave:" title=":wave:" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-8666413724478675961?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/8666413724478675961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=8666413724478675961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8666413724478675961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8666413724478675961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-new-url-address.html' title='I have a new URL Address. :)'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-8048055182437178928</id><published>2009-04-01T09:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:24:57.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.freedomain.co.nr/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freedomain.co.nr/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nsecssa.da.com.ru/but1.gif" alt="Free Domains Hosting at .co.nr" width="88" border="0" height="31" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: I will be changing layout on Saturday. :)&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/1752968220588432031-8048055182437178928?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/8048055182437178928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=8048055182437178928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8048055182437178928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8048055182437178928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you-note-i-will-be-changing.html' title=''/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-8709193932721958793</id><published>2009-03-30T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:13:56.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That same special boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From cheesy to melodramatic. Stop reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That boy I was talking about on the previous post is the same boy I will be talking about here. But now it's the exact opposite of what I said before. Yes, I am still insanely in  love with him but I guess I shouldn't be. We are two different people. And sadly, we can't work out our differences. I am trying. Really trying but I guess it takes two "TRYING PEOPLE" to make this work. One isn't enough. I don't want to prolong the agony so I will just veer away. It's the only way left that I haven't tried to do. So I'm doing it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is an "OH MY GOD" first day of summer class. i think i'm going to enjoy all 3 subjects ,though. Sociology, Politics &amp;amp; Gov't and Psychology. I find them interesting. Downside: LOTS OF HOMEWORKS. Actually, I shouldn't be blogging right now because I need to do some research about the problems of the society, roots and branches of psychology. And also to define lots of terms. And make a 3-paragraph essay about the poverty in the Philippines. And yeah, I also have to read Articles 1 &amp;amp; 2 in the Philippine Constitution. OH MY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're still reading ? Oh, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1752968220588432031-8709193932721958793?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/8709193932721958793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=8709193932721958793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8709193932721958793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8709193932721958793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/that-same-special-boy.html' title='That same special boy...'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-3658074709565975046</id><published>2009-03-29T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:54:47.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTEST UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;blink&gt;VOTING STARTS ON MARCH 30, 2009&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Many of you have voted today already. I am sorry but those votes won't be counted because on my last update, I said voting will start on the 1st of April. But since I can see that you guys are excited to support you blog friends, I will open the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;VOTING TOMORROW, MARCH 30th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Bloggers can vote only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;once  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a day. But if you have multiple blog sites, you can use each of them to vote. But only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;one vote per blog site everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1752968220588432031-3658074709565975046?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/3658074709565975046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=3658074709565975046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3658074709565975046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3658074709565975046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/contest-update.html' title='CONTEST UPDATE'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-6593993205845004471</id><published>2009-03-28T23:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:12:26.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That one special boy..</title><content type='html'>This is going to be a cheesy post so you better stop reading now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this guy. He swept me off my feet. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/8.gif" alt="love" title="love" /&gt; Cliche, I know. But he really did. He's different from all the guys I know. He's the only boy who can make me inhale and exhale and smile and cry all at the same time. Yes, I really become &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; crazy because of him. He's not the typical guy I go for but he took me out of the stereotypes I love. I've been in love with him for almost a year now and I don't get tired of it. I don't know what he did to me that made me like him... that made me fall head over heels. It's really weird and funny how he brings back my insanity and how he brings out all the stupidity in me. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/9.gif" alt="malu" title="malu" /&gt; But it's with him I see myself with 20 years from now.  I see his cute eyes on the face of my future daughter. I can picture him teaching his son,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; our son&lt;/span&gt;, how to play the guitar. I can see a photo of us together at the table beside our bed. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/105.gif" alt="rindu" title="rindu" /&gt; It's him. Him. Him. Him. It's him who I want to be with forever. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/8.gif" alt="love" title="love" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound so much in love and happy yet still I am kind of hurting. But to hell with hurt &amp;amp; heartbreak. When you love a person, you don't care how much pain he has caused you because you always keep track of the times he said he loves you and made you feel that he really does. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/1.gif" alt="senyum" title="senyum" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sc5LT5L7GMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0a36itsjk7c/s1600-h/ALOVELETTER2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sc5LT5L7GMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0a36itsjk7c/s320/ALOVELETTER2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318271015111563458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ARDIE ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! I told you to stop reading. How come you made it this far ? &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/10.gif" alt="jelir" title="jelir" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Note: I made the image you see above. No stealing.&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Credit to wubzchu for the texture.&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/span&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-6593993205845004471?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/6593993205845004471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=6593993205845004471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6593993205845004471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6593993205845004471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/that-one-special-boy.html' title='That one special boy..'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sc5LT5L7GMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0a36itsjk7c/s72-c/ALOVELETTER2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-5501704902439303880</id><published>2009-03-28T16:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:15:55.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a first for everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sc3diQ4CfzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8BVmCEcDswI/s1600-h/1stContest.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sc3diQ4CfzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8BVmCEcDswI/s320/1stContest.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318150315709726514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've seen lots of contests hosted by different bloggers. So, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;out of envy&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, I decided to put up my own contest.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/10.gif" alt="jelir" title="jelir" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Everybody who has an active blog site can join. For more info, see CONTEST section. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/3.gif" alt="kenyit" title="kenyit" /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Don't forget to post the contest banner on your pages within 24 hours after joining. IT'S A MUST.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/4.gif" alt="sengihnampakgigi" title="sengihnampakgigi" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Failure to do so is subject to disqualification. Thanks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/3.gif" alt="kenyit" title="kenyit" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, prettify your pages before the voting starts! Good luck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0000-pika/kaos-pika21.gif" alt="pika21" title="pika21" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sc2OlVUpHUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/z8BwVMW0KCs/s1600-h/1692b2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sc2OlVUpHUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/z8BwVMW0KCs/s320/1692b2b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318063507024452930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from hosting my first ever contest, i also joined one hosted by &lt;a href="http://candidchix.co.nr/" target="_blank"&gt;vhine.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/3.gif" alt="kenyit" title="kenyit" /&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/1752968220588432031-5501704902439303880?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/5501704902439303880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=5501704902439303880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/5501704902439303880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/5501704902439303880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/most.html' title='There&apos;s a first for everything'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sc3diQ4CfzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8BVmCEcDswI/s72-c/1stContest.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-6638754002392892866</id><published>2009-03-27T17:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:12:11.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping for label. Shopping for love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shopped today. :) don't get me wrong. it's not that i have all the money in the world. hahah. dad gave me money for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and yes i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;want&lt;/s&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; new clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://sidekick.mysinablog.com/resserver.php?resource=193318-evil.gif" alt=":devilishgrin:" title=":devilishgrin:" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; [ this icon is so annoying. lol]&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; summer class is about start so i need something to wear. not that i don't have anything to use if i wont buy. let's just put it this way, "OF COURSE, EVERYONE WANTS NEW STUFFS." hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://blogimage.roodo.com/onion_club/70bff581.gif" alt=":ahaha:" title=":ahaha:" width="50" height="50" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it wasn't too many, though. like what i've said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;few pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/10.gif" alt="jelir" title="jelir" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway, i made a new graphic for my affies. here's the latest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScycY-qaASI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AGMC8zqMPPs/s1600-h/STRAWBERYHICCUP.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScycY-qaASI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AGMC8zqMPPs/s320/STRAWBERYHICCUP.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317797212969369890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;codes can be found in STUFF section. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_wink.gif" alt="wink" title="wink" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still praying that summer class won't start next week. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/63.gif" alt="doa" title="doa" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so not ready to face school works yet. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/33.gif" alt="merajuk" title="merajuk" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think i'll make some icons again.&lt;br /&gt;bye for now ! &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/103.gif" alt="babai" title="babai" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-6638754002392892866?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/6638754002392892866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=6638754002392892866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6638754002392892866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6638754002392892866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-shopped-today.html' title='Shopping for label. Shopping for love.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScycY-qaASI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AGMC8zqMPPs/s72-c/STRAWBERYHICCUP.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-6197455070235624278</id><published>2009-03-26T16:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T17:00:29.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he WAS the song in my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These are songs that my ex-boyfriend wrote. He is my first love. And yes, first love dies. :))) Not that he's literally dead. It's just that, I have moved on... I have FINALLY MOVED ON. YEY ME ! :)) He asked me to. He wanted me to. The last time we talked, he told me, "Mag move on ka na. Ayoko kasing mabulok ka dito, Tricia." Haha. Ang pangit pakinggan but I know he wishes me well. Kaya salamat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://sidekick.mysinablog.com/resserver.php?resource=193302-knife.gif" alt=":eheh:" title=":eheh:" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He's really good in composing songs. I remember the one he wrote for me last 2006.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/105.gif" alt="rindu" title="rindu" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Sometimes he would even ask me to give him the poems I wrote and he'll turn them into beautiful love songs. :) We were so in love back then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/10.gif" alt="jelir" title="jelir" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; But time really changes everything. Things may have not worked out between us but he left me with good memories. I still thank him for the joy he brought about. And for the love and care he showed me. I can say he's one of the reasons for what I have become. He wasn't my first boyfriend but he is my first love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/8.gif" alt="love" title="love" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who is he? I'm not telling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0028-pucca_love_emoticons/pucca_love_emoticons_10.gif" alt="pucca_love_10" title="pucca_love_10" width="45" height="26" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Hint na lang. His name starts with an "A". Surname ends with "Z". Haha. Anyway, I just want to post these because I find them really nice. Tell me what you think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/3.gif" alt="kenyit" title="kenyit" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Hm, he didnt put the title eh. So I dont know. Here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SONG #01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you lift me off the ground every time i think abut your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;you got me mesmerized by every word you say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i don't know how but you got me in you hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in everything i do you're inside my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i didn't know God made someone so perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;now i'm lost in your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;got to admit, you got me tied up completely helpless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;no way out, no i wont even dare to escape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i cant seem to figure out why im smiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;now that im just staring at your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;watching a movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant seem to figure out why im happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now that im just staring at your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;drinkin your iced tea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;you mean so much to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wont regret to lose it all for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;wont help let them hurt  you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ill be the best hero in this world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ill do anything for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;gather rainbows to chase away your tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;can i just stay with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and let our worries drift away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;got to admit you got me speechless, so captivated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;no way i, no i cant even remember my name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant seem to figure out why im smiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now that im just staring at your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching a movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant seem to figure out why im happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now that im just staring at your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drinkin your iced tea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your eveything i ever wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your everything i ever needed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i found the reason to smile with you here by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your my moon later when it gets dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your my sunrise to start my day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;youre everything i cant live without&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the reason why im smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0000-pika/kaos-pika21.gif" alt="pika21" title="pika21" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SONG #02&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:11;"  &gt;if i told you tonight, that i love you so. would you believe&lt;br /&gt;or just think that I'm totally out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;and so you're right, I'm going insane&lt;br /&gt;with the thought of you, smiling back, feeling the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;but dreams will stay as dreams, just a little dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondering how you're doing right now&lt;br /&gt;i hope your doing fine, with him you're pacified&lt;br /&gt;well, me. i'll be alright. go on girl&lt;br /&gt;i just cant help lose my head&lt;br /&gt;with the thought of you, smiling at him, missing him really bad.&lt;br /&gt;just like i miss you so, just like i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont go to bed without knowing that you're fine&lt;br /&gt;i'll be watching you till the sun is up.&lt;br /&gt;i'd spend my whole life just to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;just to make sure you'll have the sweetest dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to find my way back home&lt;br /&gt;but the street lights seem to lead to you&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i was him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tried to step away&lt;br /&gt;i found myself at your doorsteps&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i was him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont go to bed without knowing that you're fine&lt;br /&gt;i'll be watching you till the sun is up.&lt;br /&gt;i'd spend my whole life just to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;just to make sure you'll have the sweetest dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me im just thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;tell me i am, then don't wake me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-6197455070235624278?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/6197455070235624278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=6197455070235624278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6197455070235624278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6197455070235624278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/these-are-songs-that-my-ex-boyfriend.html' title='he WAS the song in my heart'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-4267106925395280863</id><published>2009-03-24T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T16:18:02.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of our roads will meet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;See title...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's probably the reason why God made the world round. So that even if two people who are meant to be together turned their backs on each other, there will still be a huge chance that their roads will meet. And maybe, just maybe, when that day comes, they will walk together until they grow old.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0028-pucca_love_emoticons/pucca_love_emoticons_17.gif" alt="pucca_love_17" title="pucca_love_17" width="45" height="26" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Oh my Lord, I am being my cheesy self again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I updated STUFFS section already. I only posted 3 icons there because I am too lazy to make more icons. Maybe tonight I'll be making some. They say it's a bit plain. Well, I really wanted them to be plain and neat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0000-pika/kaos-pika17.gif" alt="pika17" title="pika17" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Sorry if some of you don't find them that pretty. I'll make some that are colorful.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/5.gif" alt="senyumkenyit" title="senyumkenyit" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why prolong the agony? I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;SHOULD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; MOVE ON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-4267106925395280863?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/4267106925395280863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=4267106925395280863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/4267106925395280863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/4267106925395280863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/end-of-our-roads-will-meet.html' title='The end of our roads will meet'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-657096147446290814</id><published>2009-03-24T12:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:36:39.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You’re my first love, the kind that only happens once.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I will always love you." is just a cliche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;It's my fault, I know. I'm really sorry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0000-pika/kaos-pika22.gif" alt="pika22" title="pika22" width="50" height="50" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will miss you and I will think of you all the time. I will still ♥ you everyday. Kuleet will always be Kuleet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somewhere over the rainbow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sch_NsnSOEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/H48hufgdo5g/s1600-h/721281jxr4jtk4ob.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sch_NsnSOEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/H48hufgdo5g/s320/721281jxr4jtk4ob.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316639233401829442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/1752968220588432031-657096147446290814?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/657096147446290814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=657096147446290814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/657096147446290814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/657096147446290814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-are-my-somewhere-over-rainbow.html' title='You’re my first love, the kind that only happens once.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Sch_NsnSOEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/H48hufgdo5g/s72-c/721281jxr4jtk4ob.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-4549672166188188737</id><published>2009-03-23T16:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:40:16.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is makeover day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page makeover, that is.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0028-pucca_love_emoticons/pucca_love_emoticons_02.gif" alt="pucca_love_02" title="pucca_love_02" width="45" height="26" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I edited "ME" section again. Haha. I cant help it. I can't seem to be satisfied with plain texts so I used photoshop again. I also added some graphics and I already wrote my blogging history. You can read it in "SITE" page. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lisa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0000-pika/kaos-pika21.gif" alt="pika21" title="pika21" width="50" height="50" /&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thank you for the buttons ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dinner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; canceled. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" width="15" height="15" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't contact him. Been calling him since this morning but his phone is turned off. Tsk. There MUST be a good explanation for this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/22.gif" alt="xpasti" title="xpasti" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am bored to death. HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT EDIT EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created new section ! "PLUG". Go post your buttons there. Dont forget to tag me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0000-pika/kaos-pika26.gif" alt="pika26" title="pika26" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/1752968220588432031-4549672166188188737?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/4549672166188188737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=4549672166188188737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/4549672166188188737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/4549672166188188737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-makeover-day.html' title='Today is makeover day..'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-3015391664043137157</id><published>2009-03-23T11:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:45:11.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go to the beach and refuse to get a tan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just a short note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I edited some stuffs in my page like the "ME" section. It's still kind of plain, though. I'll be editing it again soon. I have a new section called "STUFFS". I guess it's a temporary name because I have a feeling that I'll be changing it later. Hahaha. I keep changing my mind. It's my nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Scb9oro3mPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QAF6HVOEOZI/s1600-h/330.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 12px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Scb9oro3mPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QAF6HVOEOZI/s320/330.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316215285508184306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Anyway, I'll work on that part some time this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0028-pucca_love_emoticons/pucca_love_emoticons_06.gif" alt="pucca_love_06" title="pucca_love_06" width="45" height="26" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really hungry right now so I have to sneak in to the kitchen and see what my mom is cooking. Bye ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EDIT EDIT EDIT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just put another section named "SITE". I will be writing there my blogging history. I'll work on that tonight. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Sharing: The aircondition in my room is fixed already ! My lolo and mom's "tauhan" just finished fixing it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL NO FOOD ! I am starving. Bye ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://blogimage.roodo.com/onion_club/967339c1.gif" alt=":wave:" title=":wave:" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1752968220588432031-3015391664043137157?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/3015391664043137157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=3015391664043137157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3015391664043137157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3015391664043137157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/lets-go-to-beach-and-refuse-to-get-tan.html' title='Let&apos;s go to the beach and refuse to get a tan'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/Scb9oro3mPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QAF6HVOEOZI/s72-c/330.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-4099571946283178629</id><published>2009-03-22T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:35:40.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain outside my window falling down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's something wrong... again ! Why can't things just go my way? I am torn between two choices. Those are my least favorite options ever. What are they ? It's for me to know and for you to not guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hint: Either ways, I will get hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I had the same old boring day. Him &amp;amp; I are supposed to meet up but Tita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-slash-driver&lt;/span&gt; had some other important things to attend to so the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; has to be postponed. Tsk. I will meet him up tomorrow, though. Dinner at my house ! Yey ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScZMHP76d0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/IVyGCmgOJ7s/s1600-h/330.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScZMHP76d0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/IVyGCmgOJ7s/s320/330.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316020097578071874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;There comes a time when we feel we found the perfect person for us but oftentimes the situation isn’t easy. The hardest part is not letting go of the feeling but trying to live without that certain piece that could have completed us, that no matter how many relationships we’ll have, no one can replace that special person we’ll forever dream of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1752968220588432031-4099571946283178629?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/4099571946283178629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=4099571946283178629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/4099571946283178629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/4099571946283178629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/rain-outside-my-window-falling-down.html' title='Rain outside my window falling down.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScZMHP76d0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/IVyGCmgOJ7s/s72-c/330.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-3095948518914169850</id><published>2009-03-21T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:30:08.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Health - Very Very Important Tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ Answer the phone by LEFT ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ Do not drink coffee TWICE a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ Do not take pills with COOL water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ Do not have HUGE meals after 5pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ Reduce the amount of OILY food you consume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ Drink more WATER in the morning, less at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ Keep your distance from hand phone CHARGERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ Do not use headphones/earphone for LONG period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ Best sleeping time is from 10pm at night to 6am in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ Do not lie down immediately after taking medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ When battery is down to the LAST grid/bar, do not answer the phone as the radiation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;is 1000 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just came across this thing while I was browsing. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-3095948518914169850?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/3095948518914169850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=3095948518914169850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3095948518914169850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3095948518914169850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/save-yourself.html' title='Save yourself'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-6047251071587344538</id><published>2009-03-21T14:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:53:02.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby you turn the temperature hotter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finals is totally over. Thank God. But the last two exams we took really made my head ache. Especially JAVA ! It was really difficult. Well, for me it is. My absences in that class are more than the days I was present. Hahaha. But yeah, it really made my brain hurt. Upon receiving the test paper, Bianca and I gave each the other the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;how-are-we-supposed-to-answer-this-test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; look. We kinda managed to answer it, though. But with the help of the quote we live by "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's better to cheat than to repeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;" ;) Haha. Anyway, DBMS was fine. Still difficult but nowhere near JAVA. JAVA makes our lives complicated. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went home right after the exams because I can no longer take the heat. Ugh. It's really hot out there !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyhoo... I have a week to rest. Yes, JUST A WEEK. Summer class will start on March 30. So yeah, I will make the most out of this one-week-vacation. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;HAVE A GOOD SUMMER !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Most people believe that '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;' is the best thing you can say to somebody. I have learned that '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO&lt;/span&gt;' has a greater impact on the human heart. Anybody can get an '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;' but fewer get an '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO&lt;/span&gt;'. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/1752968220588432031-6047251071587344538?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/6047251071587344538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=6047251071587344538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6047251071587344538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6047251071587344538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-you-turn-temperature-hotter.html' title='Baby you turn the temperature hotter'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-5195571099284700667</id><published>2009-03-20T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:33:22.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tayong Dalawa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a cheesy title. Hahaha. I am watching kasi Tayong Dalawa. Not a kimerald fan, ok? Hahah. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;New blog layout ! Wooohooo ! :D Anyway, I have to go now. I have two final exams tomorrow ( i said that already on the previous post ) and both are majors. I haven't studied yet, though. That's not something new. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good night !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;High heels (High heels). Red dress (Red dress ! *Nick's sexiest voice ever* )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-5195571099284700667?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/5195571099284700667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=5195571099284700667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/5195571099284700667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/5195571099284700667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/tayong-dalawa.html' title='Tayong Dalawa...'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-1080433945749918752</id><published>2009-03-20T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:51:58.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the missing piece I need...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I watched Camp Rock... AGAIN ! Bianca's right. This is Obsessive Jonas Disorder. :)))) Done with Edward Cullen, eh ? Hahaha. Anyway, Joe's one of the cutest guy God has ever created.  :))) Demi Lovato's pretty but she moves a lot when she sings. And I mean, a lot. ;) Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're the voice inside my head. The reason that I'm singing, I need to find you. I gotta find you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need to babysit my little cousins. Gotta go now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gotta find you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; :))) WHATEVER. Bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-1080433945749918752?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/1080433945749918752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=1080433945749918752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1080433945749918752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1080433945749918752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/youre-missing-piece-i-need.html' title='You&apos;re the missing piece I need...'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-9139486503427553730</id><published>2009-03-20T13:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T16:25:57.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You turn the temperature hotter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got home from school early. It's too hot outside so I prefer to lock myself in my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Anyway, I took two final exams today. I think I did fine. Two more exams tomorrow and this semester is totally over. Off to third year college !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm slipping into the lava. And I'm trying to keep from going under. Baby you turn the temperature hotter. I'm burning up. Burning up for you baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called Burning Up by The Jonas Brothers. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;CHANGED MY BLOG URL.&lt;br /&gt;from: sweetsugarhiccup.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;to: strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELINK ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant think of anything to say anymore. Im'na bloghop na lang. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-9139486503427553730?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/9139486503427553730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=9139486503427553730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/9139486503427553730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/9139486503427553730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-turn-temperature-hotter.html' title='You turn the temperature hotter'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-4769920770458899371</id><published>2009-03-19T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:33:12.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a genius because...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Summer will officially start in a week. But my summer vacation is still more than a month away. Yes, unfortunately, I do have summer class. Not that I failed a subject. It's just part of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sucky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;curriculum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Why is life this unfair ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm supposed to be &lt;s style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sleeping&lt;/s&gt;studying right now because I still have exams tomorrow but here I am blogging. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;" They say, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smart people usually have stupid hearts.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;I say, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With the rate my stupid heart is going,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn I must be a freaking genius.&lt;/span&gt;' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey you you ! I LOVE YOU ! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &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/1752968220588432031-4769920770458899371?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/4769920770458899371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=4769920770458899371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/4769920770458899371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/4769920770458899371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/summer-love.html' title='I am a genius because...'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-2585906193747228001</id><published>2009-03-19T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:15:53.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another sweet summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yey for my new header ! Hahaha. I like this one better. I put my favorite part in Thinking Of You. Can you see it ? ;) The new header has flaws, though. Tsk. It's only when I hosted it that I've noticed the flaws and I am too lazy to edit it. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So anyway, SPEECH CLASS IS OVER. YEY ! I got 90/100 for the finals. I lack gestures. I was too shy to move but I believe I delivered the speech well. So it's okay. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am happy right now. And contented. Things are better. YEY again ! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I said YEY thrice in this blog. Now it's four times. Bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-2585906193747228001?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/2585906193747228001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=2585906193747228001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/2585906193747228001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/2585906193747228001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-sweet-summer.html' title='Another sweet summer'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-6698208389150739018</id><published>2009-03-18T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:25:17.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you need space, go to NASA babe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i guess we're back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;let-us-pretend-we-dont-know-each-other-and-do-whatever-we-want-to-do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; situation. that's the last situation i want to be in, actually. but i think i have no choice. i dont want to interrogate anymore because apparently, i dont get the right answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just so you know, I MISS YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[insert sweet quote here] "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ugh. Sorry. I can’t find a quote sweet enough for you. Btw, I MISS YOU. I think I said that already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-6698208389150739018?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/6698208389150739018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=6698208389150739018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6698208389150739018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6698208389150739018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-you-need-space-go-to-nasa-babe.html' title='If you need space, go to NASA babe.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-2643254032451902544</id><published>2009-03-18T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:33:52.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is about airplanes pulling banners over stadiums, proposals on jumbotrons, giant words in sky writing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Kahit ikaw ay parang batong manhid at walang pakiramdam, magingat- ingat ka naman dahil kahit ganyan ka, hindi nasasaktan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;kaya mo namang makasakit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;." -Bob Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;LIVE LONG, BOB ONG ! :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was doing a new layout for my page and then Adobe Photoshop stopped responding, the window closed and poof ! Goodbye new layout ! I was halfway there to a new page skin but screw Photoshop ! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can see that I am really bored. I blogged just an hour ago and here I am again. Beg off. This is my own little planet. You have to deal with all my blah blahs whenever you are here. But right now, I'm kind enough to not ask you to read a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;novel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; so I'm ending this, like, RIGHT NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-2643254032451902544?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/2643254032451902544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=2643254032451902544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/2643254032451902544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/2643254032451902544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-is-about-airplanes-pulling-banners.html' title='Love is about airplanes pulling banners over stadiums, proposals on jumbotrons, giant words in sky writing.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-3520732700195264526</id><published>2009-03-18T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:21:28.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong and wild. Slow and Easy. Heart and Soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm currently thinking of a new song that'll be my new LSS. Haha. But I can't seem to think of any. I'm still singing Thinking of You in my head. How can it be so saddening? Is it the saddest song ever written that I can't think of anything sadder than that? "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He kissed my lips. I taste your mouth.&lt;/span&gt;" Well, maybe it really is the saddest song so far. I love you Katy. You break hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Speech finals is tomorrow. I am both excited and nervous about it. I'd have to deliver my speech twice. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't think of anything to blog about. Lucky you !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-3520732700195264526?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/3520732700195264526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=3520732700195264526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3520732700195264526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3520732700195264526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/strong-and-wild-slow-and-easy-heart-and.html' title='Strong and wild. Slow and Easy. Heart and Soul.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-7622968776038016456</id><published>2009-03-17T21:42:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:29:02.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The summer sky don't mean a thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been singing "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="shoutouttxt" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You're like an Indian summer in the middle of winter. Like a hard candy with a surprise center. How do I get better once I've had the best. You said there's tons of fish in the water. So the waters I will test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;" since&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sofi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;showed me the video of that song in her PSP. By the way, the song is called Thinking Of You by Katy Perry. Yes, Katy Perry sings heartbreaking songs, too. I have actually been liking that song the first time I watched the video in Myx but it's only today that I got LSSed. By the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, the complete lyrics of that is below. I fell in love with it because it breaks my heart everytime I hear it. Yes, ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today's nothing different from my other days. It's plain simple and terrible as always. I really need to try new things out. Like what&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Atsi&lt;/span&gt; told me, "******* ka na kasi." And I was like, "Sino naman? Ayoko." No no, I'm not telling what ******* means. But it's not what you think if there's a green thing in that head of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to write something else because I want to bore whoever is reading this which is probably &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ardie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Erika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Nikki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;aaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rowen&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Gab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or any of my beloved &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Highschool mates&lt;/span&gt; or maybe even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bianca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;if she happens to drop by again. ;) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLO BIANCA&lt;/span&gt;! You've discovered my secret world. ;) Don't tell the others my url. CHEERS ! Hahaha. Okay, I'm not making any sense anymore. So as much as I want to bore you MORE, I really have to go now. Not that I want to, c'mon, I LOVE BLOGGING, I just don't want you to hate me for being a nonsense person. So bye for now. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;** If you've reached this far, APPLAUSE ! APPLAUSE ! You're pretty incredible. I love you. ;)&lt;br /&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/1752968220588432031-7622968776038016456?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/7622968776038016456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=7622968776038016456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/7622968776038016456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/7622968776038016456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/summer-sky-dont-mean-thing.html' title='The summer sky don&apos;t mean a thing'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-4856142540060392787</id><published>2009-03-16T16:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:35:31.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont breakeven.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i guess he's right. we're better off this way. presently, i think so, too. i still love him, though. but i guess trying hard to fix everything will just make it worse. i will let time do it for us. :) i will just enjoy the friendship and refrain myself from thinking about all the things that hurt. i will be just fine like he is, i know. he said he still loves me. i believe him. he actually doesn't have to say. the feeling is just too strong that i know it won't fade away just like that. i know he'll always love me. :) i will hold on to that thought because it makes me stronger. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i didn't go to school again. that isn't something new. i become lazier everyday. but i swear i'll attend all my classes tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I WON'T STOP LOVING YOU. ♥ SEE YOU SOON ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-4856142540060392787?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/4856142540060392787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=4856142540060392787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/4856142540060392787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/4856142540060392787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-breakeven.html' title='I dont breakeven.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-5387822107685147761</id><published>2009-03-14T23:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:14:31.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're my favorite subject to talk about because I never run out of things to say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after all my dramatic posts, i think i'm going to be alright now. :) not that i have moved on 'cause i haven't. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i won't. i don't want to.&lt;/span&gt; but because i'd rather see him happy without me than see him feeling terrible because of me. i guess that's LOVE. you prioritize his happiness more than your own. :) i've also realized that sometimes, to keep it together, you have to leave it alone. if he discovers that he'll do fine without me, then so be it. all i know now is that there's a reason why all these things happened. nevertheless, i'm glad and will always be glad that i have become part of his life as he has always been and will always be part of mine. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SbvUHIaF3TI/AAAAAAAAAGY/L_Kq_y9me4E/s1600-h/HunnieKuleet.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SbvUHIaF3TI/AAAAAAAAAGY/L_Kq_y9me4E/s320/HunnieKuleet.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313073404394724658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;enjoy life. always smile.&lt;br /&gt;show me that this sacrifice is all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;i will forever stay in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;you're still my most favorite person in the planet. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I had such a good reason to let go of you but one better to hang on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/1752968220588432031-5387822107685147761?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/5387822107685147761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=5387822107685147761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/5387822107685147761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/5387822107685147761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/youre-my-favorite-subject-to-talk-about.html' title='You&apos;re my favorite subject to talk about because I never run out of things to say.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SbvUHIaF3TI/AAAAAAAAAGY/L_Kq_y9me4E/s72-c/HunnieKuleet.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-3394448274597868683</id><published>2009-03-13T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:43:12.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont need a title. just kill me now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i want some updates ! tell me something i know nothing about. aside from the fact that the world's going to fall apart anytime soon. oops. is it really ? or just my own little world ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the randomness. i am such a nonsense person. hate me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-3394448274597868683?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/3394448274597868683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=3394448274597868683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3394448274597868683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3394448274597868683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-some-updates-tell-me-something-i.html' title='i dont need a title. just kill me now.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-6640453063403590309</id><published>2009-03-13T13:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:45:10.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>While i'm wide awake, he has no trouble sleeping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wasn't able to go to school again because I overslept. Put the blame to whoever invented hard drinks and to that one special boy who... hmm, nevermind. Now I'm really going to fail Java. Talk about crap. Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I waited and waited... and waited for nothing. I really feel stupid right now. Especially last night. It's both funny and annoying how that person I love brings out all the stupidity in me. Ugh. I need a sweet long sleep. I am so stressed out. Really. I've been saying that for the last couple of days. I need to take a break from all the things that have been happening. I wasn't ready to face any of these. How could I be ready? I didn't even see them coming. :| Just when I thought everything's gonna be fine. :( Tsk. I NEED TO SHUTDOWN FOR AWHILE! And uhm... I need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I just changed my layout and my page song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-6640453063403590309?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/6640453063403590309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=6640453063403590309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6640453063403590309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6640453063403590309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/while-im-wide-awake-he-has-no-problem.html' title='While i&apos;m wide awake, he has no trouble sleeping.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-8557689967322060245</id><published>2009-03-12T16:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:40:21.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I touched it, I was burned</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Comparisons are easily done&lt;br /&gt;Once you've had a taste of perfection&lt;br /&gt;Like an apple hanging from a tree&lt;br /&gt;I picked the ripest one&lt;br /&gt;I still got the seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You said move on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Where do I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I guess second best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Is all I will know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cause when I'm with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;What you would do if&lt;br /&gt;You were the one&lt;br /&gt;Who was spending the night&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wish that I&lt;br /&gt;Was looking into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're like an Indian summer&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of winter&lt;br /&gt;Like a hard candy&lt;br /&gt;With a surprise center&lt;br /&gt;How do I get better&lt;br /&gt;Once I've had the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You said there's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tons of fish in the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; So the waters I will test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He kissed my lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I taste your mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He pulled me in&lt;br /&gt;I was disgusted with myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I'm with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I am thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;What you would do if&lt;br /&gt;You were the one&lt;br /&gt;Who was spending the night&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wish that I&lt;br /&gt;Was looking into...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You're the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And yes I do regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; How I could let myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Now the lesson's learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I touched it I was burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh I think you should know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I'm with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I am thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;What you would do if&lt;br /&gt;You were the one&lt;br /&gt;Who was spending the night&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wish that I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Looking into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Looking into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh won't you walk through&lt;br /&gt;And bust in the door&lt;br /&gt;And take me away&lt;br /&gt;Oh no more mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;stay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-- thinking of you by katy perry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been said and done. i heard what you needed to say. veering away is the only thing i could see to lessen the pain but that's the last thing i ever wanted to do so don't expect me to stay away. i will still be here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;willing to be just a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the new song on this page. It's heart breaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1752968220588432031-8557689967322060245?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/8557689967322060245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=8557689967322060245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8557689967322060245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8557689967322060245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-touched-it-i-was-burned.html' title='I touched it, I was burned'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-7412624093238944401</id><published>2009-03-10T22:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:57:23.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the past 9 months of my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been really stressed out these days. I don't know what I did to deserve this. Or perhaps, what I didn't do. Ugh. My life is a complete trash right now. Been trying to clear things up but I have no idea where to start. Haven't had a good sleep for a few weeks now. PLUS, I have so many things to do. TOP 3? Here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TOP 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; -- memorize my 4-minute speech for my english class. it's my final exam. it won't be hard for me to memorize it, though because i wrote it. plus it's about teenage life so i can completely relate to it (that's why i chose that topic). i need not to memorize every word so yeah, that wouldn't be difficult. but yet, i am nervous about it. i have 1 day left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TOP 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-- do everything to pass my Java subject. i am sooo going to fail. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TOP 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-- accept the fact that things aren't going my way right now. oh well, it never did. but this one that i am referring to is the hardest. i need to find out why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;didn't work. i need to know what went wrong. I HAVE TO FIGURE OUT WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED IN THE LAST 9 MONTHS OF MY LIFE. i have to see and ask him what got into him that made him act this way. this one's the most complicated thing to do in my To-Do List.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"if only there's a place in our little world where we can shutdown and reboot."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-- this is a line from my speech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I AM JUST A TEENAGER ! GIVE ME A BREAK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-7412624093238944401?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/7412624093238944401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=7412624093238944401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/7412624093238944401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/7412624093238944401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/past-9-months-of-my-life.html' title='the past 9 months of my life...'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-7468663555586889029</id><published>2009-03-09T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:12:14.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i missed the big city</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I WATCHED THE JONAS BROTHERS' CONCERT TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No, no. Not LIVE of course. But ALMOST :)) Watched it in Gateway this afternoon. 3D so it was like the real thing. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joe Jonas was superrr hot but only comes second to Nick. :) Nick Jonas is like the hottest thing in the planet. :) Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After watching, we went to Greenhills. I bought a top. That's all :))) Hahaha. And then hung out in Madison Square. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I HAD FUN TODAY. But in spite of the all-day-long laughtrip, there's someone that I miss so badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ABOT KAMAY NA KITA EH. NGAYON KA PA NAWALA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-7468663555586889029?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/7468663555586889029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=7468663555586889029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/7468663555586889029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/7468663555586889029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-missed-big-city.html' title='i missed the big city'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-2804825261023116717</id><published>2009-03-08T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:28:55.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the truth will set you free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SbPHta4SBrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dyCm4sl6c1A/s1600-h/131349yvsxp9us8f.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SbPHta4SBrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dyCm4sl6c1A/s320/131349yvsxp9us8f.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310807968723371698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The least you can do is to tell me the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me what went wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready naman ako bumitaw eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabihin mo lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madali ako kausap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-2804825261023116717?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/2804825261023116717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=2804825261023116717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/2804825261023116717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/2804825261023116717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/truth-will-set-you-free.html' title='the truth will set you free'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SbPHta4SBrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dyCm4sl6c1A/s72-c/131349yvsxp9us8f.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-9200683940221148143</id><published>2009-03-02T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:57:02.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GOOD TIMES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SavXZyvhWsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PYrMsEDV-rA/s1600-h/76d750857e47951922d107787a950f44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 31px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SavXZyvhWsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PYrMsEDV-rA/s320/76d750857e47951922d107787a950f44.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308573423904053954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I MISS YOU ! = (&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/1752968220588432031-9200683940221148143?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/9200683940221148143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=9200683940221148143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/9200683940221148143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/9200683940221148143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-times.html' title='THE GOOD TIMES.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SavXZyvhWsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PYrMsEDV-rA/s72-c/76d750857e47951922d107787a950f44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-5779911365284182932</id><published>2009-02-27T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:58:51.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOSER, I LOVE YOU :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;IT ALL STARTED AS A CRUSH. Nothing more. Nothing less. I was so down and I needed somebody to talk to and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;was there. I told &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; everything. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;listened to everything I said although most of the time, I didn't make any sense. Days have passed and his presence brought back my insanity. :) It's funny how I never thought of HIM + ME = LOVE. :) But yeah, HIM + ME = LOVELOVELOVE♥ 678 ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SafU-LbRqZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7cQi37RJtqU/s1600-h/3da04142f27e4398a474e3cc36d30972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SafU-LbRqZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7cQi37RJtqU/s320/3da04142f27e4398a474e3cc36d30972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307444850563590546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may be the corniest person in the world right now but i hope i made you smile :)&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/1752968220588432031-5779911365284182932?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/5779911365284182932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=5779911365284182932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/5779911365284182932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/5779911365284182932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/02/loser-i-love-you.html' title='LOSER, I LOVE YOU :)'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SafU-LbRqZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7cQi37RJtqU/s72-c/3da04142f27e4398a474e3cc36d30972.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-6300971723101528860</id><published>2009-02-27T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:26:53.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGALOG.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HINDI KA BA NAPAPAGOD?&lt;br /&gt;MAGHAPON AT MAGDAMAG KA KASING&lt;br /&gt;TUMATAKBO SA ISIP KO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is, like, one of the corniest pick up line ever.&lt;br /&gt;that's why right at this very moment, i am asking myself,&lt;br /&gt;"did i just type that?"&lt;br /&gt;and well yeah, i know why i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M IN LOVE. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pucha ang ang corny ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARDIE ARDIE ARDIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-6300971723101528860?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/6300971723101528860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=6300971723101528860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6300971723101528860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6300971723101528860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagalog.html' title='TAGALOG.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-6398703489892409780</id><published>2009-02-24T14:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:34:59.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi ganito yan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SaOU5dJJhyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GR-YsssB_uQ/s1600-h/qts5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 91px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SaOU5dJJhyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GR-YsssB_uQ/s320/qts5.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306248500769031970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SaOU2aM4M1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/zKQDrFl-5LM/s1600-h/qts2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 91px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SaOU2aM4M1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/zKQDrFl-5LM/s320/qts2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306248448439759698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SaOUyhC1p7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/xlCzj2wurlU/s1600-h/prod_659_21874.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SaOUyhC1p7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/xlCzj2wurlU/s320/prod_659_21874.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306248381557221298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SaOUvAa5QAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Y6exK3LoK8I/s1600-h/qts.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 91px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SaOUvAa5QAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Y6exK3LoK8I/s320/qts.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306248321260142594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SaOUrg9kVdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/H5wLOu_6z0U/s1600-h/5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SaOUrg9kVdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/H5wLOu_6z0U/s320/5.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306248261276030418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayun.&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/1752968220588432031-6398703489892409780?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/6398703489892409780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=6398703489892409780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6398703489892409780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6398703489892409780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/02/kasi-ganito-yan.html' title=''/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SaOU5dJJhyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GR-YsssB_uQ/s72-c/qts5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-2412376948680093102</id><published>2009-02-24T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T08:39:33.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now, dont even look at me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's always gonna be that one person that no matter how long it has been or how badly that person have treated you, if that person says 'I love you', you'll always say it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i would know it's him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he tells me he'll never leave me and then later, he's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he forgets to greet me on my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he does something wrong to me but won't apologize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he prefers playing the computer rather than talking to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he tells me he loves me and then later, he'll ignore me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he gets mad when i call while he's doing something he claims to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he promises to love me forever and then he'll fall in love with somebody else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;People keep on asking me if I believe in forever and I just laugh because with the way my life is going on right now, I don’t even believe in tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-2412376948680093102?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/2412376948680093102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=2412376948680093102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/2412376948680093102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/2412376948680093102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/02/now-dont-even-look-at-me.html' title='now, dont even look at me.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-6524514364980582064</id><published>2009-02-22T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T08:34:27.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just shoot me with one glance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i would know it's him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he makes fun of my mistakes and then tell me he loves me when i get mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he fills his music player with rnb songs because i'm into them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he says that it's okay if i go out with my friends but deep inside him, he hates it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he sings in the middle of a conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he knows exactly what to say and do whenever i get my tantrums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he shuts up when i nag at him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he calls me "kuleet" with the sweetest voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he asks me to sing and get mad because i wont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he says he'll stay up late and the next thing i know, he has fallen asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...if he knows the significance of 6, 7, 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You know what’s nice when having a hang over? It is when your head aches more than your heart.&lt;br /&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/1752968220588432031-6524514364980582064?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/6524514364980582064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=6524514364980582064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6524514364980582064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6524514364980582064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-shoot-me-with-one-glance.html' title='just shoot me with one glance'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-6934464944485184733</id><published>2009-02-14T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:23:26.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE HEARTS ARE ALL OVER THE WORLD TONIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ugh. that's so cheesy and mushy and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SWEET&lt;/span&gt;. but then, what's with "HAPPY VALENTINES" if you're VALENTINE isn't beside you on that one special hearts day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh well, I LOVE YOU MY VALENTINE :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[ oo na, corny :))) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1752968220588432031-6934464944485184733?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/6934464944485184733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=6934464944485184733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6934464944485184733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6934464944485184733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/02/hearts-are-all-over-world-tonight.html' title='THE HEARTS ARE ALL OVER THE WORLD TONIGHT'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-8047501594181981340</id><published>2009-02-10T19:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:53:56.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing out of the ordinary. Dont ask why.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Doesn't it suck big time when everyday becomes a routine? Yes i know. I've blogged about this already but yeah, I just cant get over the thought that all my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;todays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; are just the same as my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yesterdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Plus, I got inspired by a friend's blog [ Isay ! I miss you ! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. So anyway, it's really frustrating how you want today to be different from the previous day but then, NOTHING SPECIAL HAPPENS. Nothing unforgettable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I read a quote while I was browsing a while ago. It says: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;At times your sad about what's going on with your life, just remember one permanent fact: EVERYTHING changes. Tomorrow might be different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;" Obviously, I DISAGREE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Another thought..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's really tiring to pretend everything's alright. I don't want to sound emo or anything but I guess there's no better way to express what I feel right now. So here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...I FAKE SMILES ! Well, good thing that in this world, it's easier to fake a smile than to fall apart and cry and answer people's ever so famous question: WHY ARE YOU SAD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Don't you just hate it when you try to sort through all complicated reasons why you're not fine? So to save your mind from doing so, just tell them everything's alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;BUT HEY, THAT REALLY SUCKS, doesn't it ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I am not emo. I'm just sad. I don't know if there's a difference, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3 WORDS: DONT ASK WHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-8047501594181981340?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/8047501594181981340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=8047501594181981340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8047501594181981340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8047501594181981340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-out-of-ordinary-dont-ask-why.html' title='Nothing out of the ordinary. Dont ask why.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-1184154459660506020</id><published>2009-02-06T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:34:48.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you love to sugar-coat almost everything you tell me and you're good at it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just miss everything ! but it's YOU i miss the most. talk to you soon ! i love you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Always make your absence felt, in such a way that somebody misses you. But let not your absence be so long that somebody starts learning to live without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1752968220588432031-1184154459660506020?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/1184154459660506020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=1184154459660506020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1184154459660506020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1184154459660506020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-love-to-sugar-coat-almost.html' title='you love to sugar-coat almost everything you tell me and you&apos;re good at it'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-6604841858747989928</id><published>2009-02-03T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:31:25.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad. terrible. miserable. awful. stupid. and any adjective synonymous to those i've mentioned, name it ! and i have everyone to blame for that sucky feeling.&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/1752968220588432031-6604841858747989928?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/6604841858747989928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=6604841858747989928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6604841858747989928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6604841858747989928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/02/forever-love.html' title='forever love.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-1564735656055385127</id><published>2009-02-03T06:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T07:06:37.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to save myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;Everyday, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seven&lt;/span&gt; takes of the same old scene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;Seems we're bound by the laws of the same routine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;Gotta talk to you now before we go to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;But will you sleep once I tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" id="slly" &gt;The world slows down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" id="slly" &gt;But my heart beats fast right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" id="slly" &gt;I know this is the part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" id="slly" &gt;Where the end starts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" id="slly" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;I can't take it any longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" id="slly" &gt;Thought that we were stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;All we do is linger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;Slipping through our fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;I don't wanna try now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;All that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;left's&lt;/span&gt; good-bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;To find a way that I can tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;I hate this part right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i didn't go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to school today. OH. maybe i will later. again, MAYBE. i'm so lazy, i know. but can you blame me? i'm so sick of everything. i'm tired of doing the same old things over and over. take a bath in the morning... eat breakfast... go to school... bore myself to death in all my classes... daydream... laugh with friends... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daydream&lt;/span&gt;... eat lunch... attend class again... go home... kill hours in front of my laptop... eat dinner... bath... laptop again... go to bed but won't sleep yet... force my self to sleep but ends up thinking about how life sucks and how i miss that one person where my ♥ belongs... and eventually, fall  asleep... and you know what happens next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will it ever end? i mean, i need something new. SOMETHING THAT DOESN'T HAPPEN EVERYDAY. and i want my most favorite boy in the world, my Raphael ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-1564735656055385127?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/1564735656055385127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=1564735656055385127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1564735656055385127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1564735656055385127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-need-to-save-myself.html' title='i need to save myself'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-1524743236692868578</id><published>2009-02-01T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:23:41.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How my SWEETIES affect my life.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I MISS HIGHSCHOOL SO MUCH THAT I'D GIVE IT ALL TO GO BACK TO THOSE DAYS WHERE I CAN BE THE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAPPY-GO-LUCKY-TO-HELL-WITH-YOU-PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt; ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;And I miss my ladies big time !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So.. okay.. I'm going to make a list why i love this ladies.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ALEKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; - she's like my walking diary. she knows every inch of me. she thinks my thoughts, walks my walk, speaks my words. okay. that's creepy. but then, it's fascinating how two people can be so much alike, right? aleks is the bestest friend i have in the whole wide world. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ALISA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- this frank yet sweet girl has a strong personality that makes me love her. we may rarely have long-hour conversations but i miss how she always tries to make us laugh especially during those senti days. i love you alisa! like a sister, i swear :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ATSI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- insanity is one of the things we have in common. we can talk about our dirtiest secret and not get ashamed of it. it's really cute how we always walk hand in hand. (note: we're not lesbians. ok?) i love you atsi with all the madness in me! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;CLOD - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;she is like, one of my most favorite people in the world. i can spend 10 hours with her and never get bored even for just a sec. we can talk about everything. and i mean, EVERYTHING. i love you clod. i am currently missing those volleyball, mcdo and kwek-kwek days. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;COULINNE -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; how can i forget coulinne? she never shuts up that's why i love her so much. it's just A-W-E-S-O-M-_ without her! i miss you coulinne! GET IN TOUCH WITH US!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;DONA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- one thing i love about her: she laughs at everything you say. we actually have that same attitude that's why we get along. :) i love you dudo despite of the stupidity. (which, by the way, i also have lots of ü)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;GLENDALE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- she's like a mom to everyone. i miss those highblood days of yours. :) that's your trademark. we all love you for that. :) i love you glendale! see you soon. (on our bday celeb. ü)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;TRINA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- childish? yes. but her words of wisdom never fail to inspire me. :) i miss you my tweena wose. i really do. :) i love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I LOVE YOU ALL AND I WISH TO SEE YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; REAL SOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;**HUGGGSS**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-1524743236692868578?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/1524743236692868578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=1524743236692868578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1524743236692868578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1524743236692868578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-my-sweeties-affect-my-life.html' title='How my SWEETIES affect my life.. :)'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-1037201392754549798</id><published>2009-02-01T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:15:20.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is such a bitch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="enixam" author_possessive="enixam's"&gt;    &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Despite the emotional stress i am going through, it's pretty cool to have great people in my life that make me feel better. My  high school buddies, and my Raphael ♥. They're the ones I'd take a bullet for. The people I turn to when the gray clouds come rushing in. They can make me happy by just being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;. They are my most treasured creatures in this world full of monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i sound emo? Please say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-1037201392754549798?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/1037201392754549798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=1037201392754549798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1037201392754549798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1037201392754549798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-such-bitch.html' title='Life is such a bitch...'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-2786110992684089715</id><published>2009-01-29T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:02:36.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO POINTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SYF-kHx9e9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oKWbhPRPDLo/s1600-h/14.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SYF-kHx9e9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oKWbhPRPDLo/s320/14.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296653795793402834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm trying to make this work. i take all the blames even though i know i am not at fault. i swallow my pride for survival’s sake. i deserve the best but i settled for less (okay, that rhymes. going back…) because this is what i call love. i am not doing anything wrong but i’m the one whose pillows are wet at night. i am doing everything i can possibly do but everything’s left unnoticed. i’m giving it all but i don’t receive any. when will i ever learn? biting more than i can chew has always been the stupidest mistake i do. it’s really frustrating how you start choking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SYF-gGcqUWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/w7Rm7eRtF-o/s1600-h/17.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SYF-gGcqUWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/w7Rm7eRtF-o/s320/17.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296653726716154210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;without anyone beside you to tap your back or give you a glass of water. ironically, it’s so funny how someone can tap your back but can’t stop the choking. (if you didn’t get what i mean, remove your ass from my blog). i just don’t know when this choking would stop. but i’m trying to stop it myself cause i bet no one’s going to do it for me. oh well, two points for being strong… two points for being strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Bakit lahat ng kumpanya nagsasara ? Baka wala na ko abutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1752968220588432031-2786110992684089715?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/2786110992684089715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=2786110992684089715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/2786110992684089715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/2786110992684089715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-points.html' title='TWO POINTS'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SYF-kHx9e9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oKWbhPRPDLo/s72-c/14.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-8780951683978965576</id><published>2009-01-25T21:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:42:53.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SXxsMDPC4MI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_u4uxtT0jCg/s1600-h/FRIENDS_STAMP_by_emo_city.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 56px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SXxsMDPC4MI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_u4uxtT0jCg/s320/FRIENDS_STAMP_by_emo_city.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295226216163500226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after 2 years (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt;), today is the only time me and my girls bonded again. :) coulinne wasn't there, though. so we're not considered complete. but at least, most of us were there. but the semi-reunion's venue is not really pleasant. we were in the hospital because claudine was confined due to an intolerable pain in her appendix. but despite her situation, we were still able to enjoy ourselves as we talked about... about everything ! :) i'm really happy :) i hope there's a next time. :)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon clod ! we love you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SXxr_EhnkOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dA5Dw5c0wdI/s1600-h/I__HEART__My_Friends_by_AcidaliaAdrasteia.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 61px; height: 106px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SXxr_EhnkOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dA5Dw5c0wdI/s320/I__HEART__My_Friends_by_AcidaliaAdrasteia.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295225993171538146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I LOVE YOU LADIES ! You know i'll always do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-8780951683978965576?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/8780951683978965576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=8780951683978965576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8780951683978965576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8780951683978965576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-favorite-ladies.html' title='my favorite ladies'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SXxsMDPC4MI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_u4uxtT0jCg/s72-c/FRIENDS_STAMP_by_emo_city.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-6982702185754989761</id><published>2009-01-24T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:42:24.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahahah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto na yun ?&lt;br /&gt;eto na yung forever ? haha&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/1752968220588432031-6982702185754989761?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/6982702185754989761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=6982702185754989761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6982702185754989761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/6982702185754989761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/hahahah.html' title='Hahahah.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-1753267813430805971</id><published>2009-01-24T12:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:29:29.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about bitterness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gonna be in the Emergency Room&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing by your bed&lt;br /&gt;And searching t-to pull out your IV&lt;br /&gt;You gonna be in the Emergency Room&lt;br /&gt;I'm fightin with myself&lt;br /&gt;I can't hurt you even though you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;You gonna be in the Emergency Room&lt;br /&gt;Tryin to call a nurse but nobody can help you now&lt;br /&gt;Let me see you try to live without me&lt;br /&gt;Now wheres your heartbeat?&lt;br /&gt;Flat line on the E-K-G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna's so good at this. Let's worship the bitterness goddess.&lt;/span&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/1752968220588432031-1753267813430805971?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/1753267813430805971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=1753267813430805971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1753267813430805971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/1753267813430805971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-talk-about-bitterness-bitterness.html' title=''/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-9065700443554089878</id><published>2009-01-23T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:50:22.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am hopeless.&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/1752968220588432031-9065700443554089878?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/9065700443554089878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=9065700443554089878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/9065700443554089878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/9065700443554089878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-hopeless.html' title=''/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-2022075786604487106</id><published>2009-01-22T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:26:00.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No reason to stay&lt;br /&gt;is a good reason to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-2022075786604487106?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/2022075786604487106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=2022075786604487106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/2022075786604487106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/2022075786604487106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/feelings.html' title='feelings.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-8538517880153141011</id><published>2009-01-22T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:04:54.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>velvet voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been trying to write something since this weekend but i can't seem to think of anything to write about. I don't want to talk about my feelings or mood because they snap every 5 minutes. It's not really something new. It's... It's so me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have a paper to work on. A speech for my Speech class. We'll be doing it in class so i need not to worry that much. FYI: It has to be humorous. I haven't thought of the perfect topic but i guess I'll be writing something about the teens nowadays. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SXhu29Xo8TI/AAAAAAAAADY/SjDwWxEmm-w/s1600-h/i+%2884%29.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SXhu29Xo8TI/AAAAAAAAADY/SjDwWxEmm-w/s320/i+%2884%29.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294103252439724338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear that velvet voice.&lt;br /&gt;No, i'm not talking about edward cullen.&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about RAPHAEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1752968220588432031-8538517880153141011?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/8538517880153141011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=8538517880153141011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8538517880153141011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8538517880153141011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/velvet-voice.html' title='velvet voice'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SXhu29Xo8TI/AAAAAAAAADY/SjDwWxEmm-w/s72-c/i+%2884%29.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-8221685689014521580</id><published>2009-01-17T16:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T17:02:04.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK. Cool na ba ko?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SXGa4jbhABI/AAAAAAAAADQ/00C_iMaWvxo/s1600-h/FuckCool-Pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SXGa4jbhABI/AAAAAAAAADQ/00C_iMaWvxo/s320/FuckCool-Pink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292181333511045138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just came across this picture online and I laughed to myself. I wonder why some people try to be COOL. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PINOY TAYO SABI NI NIKKI KAYA DAPAT TAYO MAGTAGALOG. Edi sige.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nakakatawa kasi yung iba. Okay lang naman mag-english pero dapat yung natural lang. Hindi yung halatang nagmamaganda lang o yung tinatawag naten na "trying hard". Pag narinig mo naman mag-Ingles ang isang tao eh alam mo kung natural o nagmamaganda lang. Masabi lang na marunong mag-Ingles. Nakakatawa. Alam ko mahilig ako mag-Ingles at hindi naman sa dinidipensa ko ang sarili ko pero naniniwala naman ako na natural lang yung sakin kasi bata pa lang ako ganito na ko. Pero hindi naman ako katulad ng iba na akala mo hindi marunong magtagalog kasi halata naman na magaling ako magtagalog. Nakikipagusap ako ng tagalog sa mga kaibigan ko at pamilya. But I speak English once in a while. Para kasi saken mas madali mag sabi ng nararamdaman gamit ang nasabing banyagang wika. Wala naman akong masama na gusto iparating sa mga Inglisera. Eto lang, mag-Ingles ka, pero wag kang feelingera. Hindi lahat ng nagi-Ingles, COOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm not talking about anyone in particular. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry about the sarcasm. =)&lt;/span&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-8221685689014521580?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/8221685689014521580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=8221685689014521580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8221685689014521580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8221685689014521580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/fuck-cool-na-ba-ko.html' title='FUCK. Cool na ba ko?'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SXGa4jbhABI/AAAAAAAAADQ/00C_iMaWvxo/s72-c/FuckCool-Pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-8883218732911409526</id><published>2009-01-16T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:04:10.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ONLY LISTEN TO LOVE SONGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SXCuuUpFrDI/AAAAAAAAADA/FmDygXJqjMs/s1600-h/z69788757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SXCuuUpFrDI/AAAAAAAAADA/FmDygXJqjMs/s320/z69788757.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291921672998595634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talkshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;right at this very moment, i feel like shouting. i am mad. angry. furious. and i feel really terrible. would you please stop saying you miss her if you don't mean it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i just felt the rush of a thousand heartbreaks. sounds like a movie line. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&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-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUOTE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I wish he'd be just like my dad always scared to lose me even though he knows I belong to him right from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&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/1752968220588432031-8883218732911409526?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/8883218732911409526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=8883218732911409526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8883218732911409526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8883218732911409526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/nag-online-ka-pa.html' title='I ONLY LISTEN TO LOVE SONGS'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SXCuuUpFrDI/AAAAAAAAADA/FmDygXJqjMs/s72-c/z69788757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-7959418497654127559</id><published>2009-01-15T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T18:43:03.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at this pretty thing :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SW8RyItQAvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FVQaAo1zHfc/s1600-h/D25931410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SW8RyItQAvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FVQaAo1zHfc/s200/D25931410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291467640212030194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOOK AT THIS PRETTY THING ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the first time, i ran out of words. Lucky you ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1752968220588432031-7959418497654127559?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/7959418497654127559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=7959418497654127559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/7959418497654127559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/7959418497654127559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/look-at-this-pretty-thing.html' title='Look at this pretty thing :)'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SW8RyItQAvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FVQaAo1zHfc/s72-c/D25931410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-8837996259931892817</id><published>2009-01-13T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:18:27.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fall in love with the other half of the view</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ - that made my day ! ;) thanks ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-- i'm not yet through with my P.E. paper. and i am super lazy to continue. it's about BASKETBALL. BASKETBALL. BASKETBALL. gaahd. i don't play BASKETBALL. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so anyway, i'm LSSed again. (which always happens, by the way) but now with a different song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;don't call me in the middle of the night no more. don't expect me to be there. don't think that it'll be the way it was before. no be-hey-beeeh. don't call me in the middle of the night no more. i'm not over you yet. and i dont want to be your friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i even listened to my voice on my headset during my speech class. im'ma good singer. ;) or at least in my dreams. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im'ma do my homework now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;done !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-8837996259931892817?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/8837996259931892817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=8837996259931892817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8837996259931892817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8837996259931892817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/fall-in-love-with-other-half-of-view.html' title='fall in love with the other half of the view'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-8320276547312074602</id><published>2009-01-11T20:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:13:16.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY PROLONG THE AGONY ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SWnpRMYMcvI/AAAAAAAAACo/52nYKMOT07I/s1600-h/z101491444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 104px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SWnpRMYMcvI/AAAAAAAAACo/52nYKMOT07I/s320/z101491444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290015718913110770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;why don't you just tell her what's wrong ? why not tell her you don't want her anymore and you want to get her out of your life this instance. uhm, because you don't want to hurt her any longer ? well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;newsflash,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; you're hurting her in ways you don't know. so just spit it out. she'll understand. she always understands. don't prolong her agony.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;just be a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it's really funny how the earth never opens up and swallows you when you want it to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; screw earth !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-8320276547312074602?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/8320276547312074602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=8320276547312074602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8320276547312074602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8320276547312074602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-prolong-agony.html' title='WHY PROLONG THE AGONY ?'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SWnpRMYMcvI/AAAAAAAAACo/52nYKMOT07I/s72-c/z101491444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-3169668342521475604</id><published>2009-01-10T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:42:20.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOK ! I found something pretty :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="triciamethyst" author_possessive="triciamethyst's"&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disclaimer: Found it in my old blog. lol. See. I love making blog pages. ;) Go read. It's pretty, i tell you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;Dear [your name here],&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I know at this time it might seem incomprehensible that despite the several times I lead you into believing it was promising, I suddenly threw you off the curb by this frustration and disappointment. I am sorry that I’ve caused you pain, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but know that there’s a reason behind this&lt;/span&gt; and that I will never let you face obstacles you cannot withstand and if comes a trial where you falter, know that I will be by your side, within an arms reach for yours to hold on and as your Father, I will cradle you in my arms and tell you everything will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Know that I feel the hurt that you’re going through&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This heartache has its purpose&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;– to &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;make you strong&lt;/span&gt;, to &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;make you learn&lt;/span&gt;, to &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;make you grow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; him and that in itself should not be forgotten&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;regretted or looked-down upon&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your love for him should be celebrated and cherished&lt;/span&gt; for through it you learned how to be selfless and how to love unconditionally despite any hindrance and short-comings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         This is my way telling you that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you need to let go – for your own sake&lt;/span&gt; and the well-being of the one you love. Sooner or later you’ll understand the reason, but right now I know it’s difficult to realize my purpose. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can hate me, question me, and blame me, but just know that at times you’ll face disappointments only to appreciate the good times that has yet to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          At this time, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just let go and put your complete trust into my hands&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;for I will never forsake you because my love for you cannot be measured&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surrender your broken heart, your heart aches, your pains and &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I will carry your burdens so that you can move on and love once again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember that in my own time, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you will find the right one&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; He has yet to ask me for your hand and I, as a loving Father looking out for his daughter, will need to approve of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Maybe you will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love once more&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;several more times&lt;/span&gt;. Perhaps &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with the same person&lt;/span&gt; or maybe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with others&lt;/span&gt;. Whatever the case maybe, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;just love&lt;/span&gt; and don’t hold-back.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you get hurt&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love again until you find that person that I intended for you who is worthy to be yours&lt;/span&gt;. No matter how many times you get hurt or how much it may hurt, just remember that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you have your God to turn to – to comfort you, to listen to you, to take your pain away and to mend your heart anytime anywhere.&lt;/span&gt; Just close your eyes and begin with, “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear God…&lt;/span&gt;” and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will be by your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your loving Father in Heaven,&lt;span style="font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-3169668342521475604?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/3169668342521475604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=3169668342521475604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3169668342521475604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/3169668342521475604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/look-i-found-something-pretty.html' title='LOOK ! I found something pretty :)'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-606316016927572168</id><published>2009-01-10T19:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T20:14:36.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason. Realization.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SWiP82XgomI/AAAAAAAAACY/1BPPCsrsZm8/s1600-h/00001p7w.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 69px; height: 69px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SWiP82XgomI/AAAAAAAAACY/1BPPCsrsZm8/s320/00001p7w.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289636037895692898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Been singing "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;And soon as you reach a better place, still I'll give the whole world to see your face. And I'm right here next to you. It feels like you gone too soon. The hardest thing to do is say bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;" since this afternoon. It plays over and over in my head for reason I don't know. Or maybe I don't need any reason. You know, I'm LSSed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOOOOO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I wonder why LIFE IS A BITCH TO MOST OF US. Hmp. And it gets bitchier everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Not that I am bitter or anything. It's just that... okay, okay. Maybe I am. But only a little... Fine ! Maybe a lot. But there's a reason for this bitterness. Let me just keep it to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, not yet. I forgot to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt; something. What is it ?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hint:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The reason&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ I realized that my life would suck big time without you. And I just realized that you are doing fine without me. Heartbreaking, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you just realize what I just realized then... blah blah.. lalala.. nanananana...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1752968220588432031-606316016927572168?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/606316016927572168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=606316016927572168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/606316016927572168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/606316016927572168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/realization-2009.html' title='Reason. Realization.'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SWiP82XgomI/AAAAAAAAACY/1BPPCsrsZm8/s72-c/00001p7w.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752968220588432031.post-8207110808095259374</id><published>2009-01-09T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T16:47:59.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME ALONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SWcPBCyG5hI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Kr_z1MHwi10/s1600-h/000028x1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 105px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SWcPBCyG5hI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Kr_z1MHwi10/s320/000028x1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289212797971260946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so there. i am home alone. i wasn't able to go to school today because i woke up late. blame it to 3am-bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i am not bound to do anything productive today. i will probably be here in front of my laptop for the next 10 hours. gaahd. how boring can my life be? i should have gone to school. tsk. hey hey, did i just say that? oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lungs hurt. maybe i should quit smoking... NOT ! okay, so my lungs don't really hurt. but there's something in me that hurts. i just cant figure out which one. hey ! i know what you're thinking about. my ♥ ? i am so not referring to that. although, yeah, it hurts a bit. but then, who cares? well, i don't ! not anymore ! so, going back... one of my internal organs hurt. lol. or maybe it's just all in my mind. i don't know, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the &lt;em&gt;nth&lt;/em&gt; time in my life, i don't make sense. don't you just hate it when some people won't shut up? well if you do, i know you hate me right now. beg off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752968220588432031-8207110808095259374?l=strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/feeds/8207110808095259374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752968220588432031&amp;postID=8207110808095259374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8207110808095259374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752968220588432031/posts/default/8207110808095259374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryhiccup.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-there.html' title='HOME ALONE'/><author><name>strawberryhiccup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16026834582152554981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/ScyivUTZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N2f85trFcB8/S220/Strawberry_Shortcake_by_Danime_chan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NApLTFkybdA/SWcPBCyG5hI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Kr_z1MHwi10/s72-c/000028x1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
