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Sitting by the sidewalk, enjoying every sip of Starbucks I have while overlooking the Eiffel tower. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/heylouthere?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;I&amp;#039;m all ears :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-1600005447716764551?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1600005447716764551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=1600005447716764551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/1600005447716764551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/1600005447716764551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-would-your-perfect-day-look-like.html' title='What would your perfect day look like?'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-2835906893156176277</id><published>2011-04-18T07:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T07:46:43.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you could have the starring role in one movie what would it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Twilight Saga or Vampire Diaries! XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/heylouthere?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;I&amp;#039;m all ears :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-2835906893156176277?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2835906893156176277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=2835906893156176277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2835906893156176277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2835906893156176277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-you-could-have-starring-role-in-one.html' title='If you could have the starring role in one movie what would it be?'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-4786742013972188456</id><published>2011-04-18T07:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T07:46:29.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the furthest you've ever traveled?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Paris but only in my dreams though.. :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt; 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I guess all. All of them taught me different values in their different ways. :) And I salute them for that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/heylouthere?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;I&amp;#039;m all ears :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-7430196708395039091?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7430196708395039091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=7430196708395039091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/7430196708395039091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/7430196708395039091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-was-best-teacher-you-ever-had.html' title='Who was the best teacher you&amp;#39;ve ever had?'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-5703794471566119963</id><published>2011-04-18T07:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T07:43:21.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What did you eat for breakfast today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Scrambled egg and noodles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/heylouthere?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;I&amp;#039;m all ears :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-5703794471566119963?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5703794471566119963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=5703794471566119963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5703794471566119963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5703794471566119963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-did-you-eat-for-breakfast-today.html' title='What did you eat for breakfast today?'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-2673132481341354322</id><published>2011-04-18T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T07:43:06.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What was your favorite TV show as a child?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Betty Boop..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/heylouthere?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;I&amp;#039;m all ears :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-2673132481341354322?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2673132481341354322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=2673132481341354322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2673132481341354322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2673132481341354322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-was-your-favorite-tv-show-as-child.html' title='What was your favorite TV show as a child?'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-4020975120183083568</id><published>2011-04-18T07:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T07:42:43.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you could change one thing that happened last year what would it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;uhmm.. getting acquainted to the wrong people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/heylouthere?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;I&amp;#039;m all ears :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-4020975120183083568?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4020975120183083568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=4020975120183083568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4020975120183083568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4020975120183083568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-you-could-change-one-thing-that.html' title='If you could change one thing that happened last year what would it be?'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-6307538790457441481</id><published>2011-04-18T07:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T07:40:56.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>I'm all ears :) &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/heylouthere" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/heylouthere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-6307538790457441481?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6307538790457441481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=6307538790457441481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6307538790457441481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6307538790457441481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme_5268.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-451258211159564107</id><published>2011-04-18T07:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T07:40:49.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's your favorite TV show from the 1990s?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;idunno. ha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/heylouthere?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;I&amp;#039;m all ears :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-451258211159564107?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/451258211159564107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=451258211159564107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/451258211159564107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/451258211159564107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-your-favorite-tv-show-from-1990s.html' title='What&amp;#39;s your favorite TV show from the 1990s?'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-4038458791591889397</id><published>2011-04-18T07:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T07:36:28.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>I'm all ears :) &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/heylouthere" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/heylouthere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-4038458791591889397?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4038458791591889397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=4038458791591889397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4038458791591889397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4038458791591889397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme_18.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-5886987301412441915</id><published>2011-04-18T07:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T07:36:21.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What dream of yours really is impossible to happen, yet you want it really badly?

P.S. sorry if ever there is an error in my grammar, not in the mood to think much. HEHE :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;i want to be a vampire! :) yeah! \m/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/heylouthere?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;I&amp;#039;m all ears :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-5886987301412441915?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5886987301412441915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=5886987301412441915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5886987301412441915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5886987301412441915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-dream-of-yours-really-is.html' title='What dream of yours really is impossible to happen, yet you want it really badly?&#xA;&#xA;P.S. sorry if ever there is an error in my grammar, not in the mood to think much. HEHE :)'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8033437009171848909</id><published>2011-04-16T03:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T03:23:17.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>I'm all ears :) &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/loulalalovessyo" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/loulalalovessyo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-8033437009171848909?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8033437009171848909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8033437009171848909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8033437009171848909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8033437009171848909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-847100361479675523</id><published>2011-03-12T06:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T06:25:10.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>send me questions, ;) &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/loulalalovessyo" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.formspring.me/loulalalovessyo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-847100361479675523?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/847100361479675523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=847100361479675523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/847100361479675523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/847100361479675523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/03/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-6535014941402303360</id><published>2011-03-12T06:23:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T06:23:38.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is your plan before school year ends??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;to graduate! :) LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/loulalalovessyo?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;I&amp;#039;m all ears :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-6535014941402303360?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6535014941402303360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=6535014941402303360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6535014941402303360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6535014941402303360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-your-plan-before-school-year.html' title='what is your plan before school year ends??'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-5949831702898640675</id><published>2011-03-12T06:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T06:23:15.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you could master one talent of your choice instantly, what would you choose?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;singing and playing musical instruments, ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/loulalalovessyo?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;I&amp;#039;m all ears :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-5949831702898640675?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5949831702898640675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=5949831702898640675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5949831702898640675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5949831702898640675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-you-could-master-one-talent-of-your.html' title='If you could master one talent of your choice instantly, what would you choose?'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8305926713143919462</id><published>2011-02-01T02:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T02:50:53.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNDER CONSTRUCTION :0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-8305926713143919462?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8305926713143919462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8305926713143919462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8305926713143919462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8305926713143919462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/02/under-construction-0.html' title='UNDER CONSTRUCTION :0'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-2424645204048148803</id><published>2011-01-28T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T08:51:53.501-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PGT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='billy crawford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luis manzano'/><title type='text'>Luis Manzano and Billy Crawford @PGT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/TULzlSIZyOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/9gGrSxhIk28/s1600/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/TULzlSIZyOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/9gGrSxhIk28/s320/18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567279911231146210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Billy Joe Crawford&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/TULzlSpE-lI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lR3PiLazV2I/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Luis Manzano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/TULzlSpE-lI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lR3PiLazV2I/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/TULzlSpE-lI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lR3PiLazV2I/s320/16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567279911368194642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/TULzlSpE-lI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lR3PiLazV2I/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/TULzlSpE-lI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lR3PiLazV2I/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;B&lt;/a&gt;oth are so handsome, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-2424645204048148803?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2424645204048148803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=2424645204048148803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2424645204048148803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2424645204048148803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/01/luis-manzano-and-billy-crawford-pgt.html' title='Luis Manzano and Billy Crawford @PGT'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/TULzlSIZyOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/9gGrSxhIk28/s72-c/18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8667900210238238681</id><published>2011-01-28T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T08:47:30.109-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilipinas got talent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Wonderful 27:  The PGT Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/TULxBxSLjKI/AAAAAAAAAKI/YuWI6qzfqDI/s320/1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567277102095109282" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;" And everything started awfully that we didn't expect the table would turn the other way around at the end " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES! YES! YES! &lt;/b&gt;A triple yes was so pleasing to the ears. It left me speechless in front of the crowd and the respected judges. It indeed made a great impact within me and to the whole team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I didn't expect my day would have a perfect ending unlike my pissing experience along my way to the venue. It was raining very hard that I got my shoes soaking wet. My jeans were partly wet though and I'm half way to being frozen! In fact, it has been declared that we're currently having Typhoon Signal no. 2. Traffic kept me trapped along the way. It had eaten my hour waiting along the heavy traffic and the heavy rain plus, the heavy mood of the passengers in the Jeep. How I wished my father could have accompanied me to SM so we could have rode a taxi. I even carelessly ran my trolley bag on a foot of one of the passengers as I aboard the Jeep which made him very mad! Geeze! Sorry for that! ;) I almost forgot everything about time while we were on the venue. I seemed like it didn't exist. Everything there was fun, amusement and of course a bit of pressure. I saw different talents. Different people of different ages trying their luck and spending their entire day to compete. I bet they've also got what it takes! I was also chosen to be the spokesperson of the group where I have to answer the interviews. It was of course a bit pressurizing but then, I was able to manage it. In contrary, it had given me the chance to talk to Luis Manzano, Billy Crawford and the honored judges- Ms. Kris Aquino, AiAi and FMG. It was unbelievable! It was so crazy and everything was like in fairytale that we didn't imagine that one day all the fantasies we could ever imagine will be brought to life in just a snap of a finger. And to think we were lucky enough for we didn't even spent long hours for the screening. The PGT Cebu Staffs themselves went to our school and asked us to audition for the said competition. It took us about 5 hours to finally be called on stage. I couldn't feel pressure while performing. Maybe my preparation ahead of time helped a lot. It made my body in condition. Or maybe it was all because we were all enthusiast to perform and show what we've got that all the pressure we felt vanished away. We fought and overcame the pressure. And that's one thing I'm so proud of our company and to myself too! And so there it goes, we got triple YES from the judges. My tears flowed down when I saw our dance choreographer backstage. I'm so happy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/TULxCIumHnI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Q4nb306qu18/s320/3.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567277108388306546" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Aside from that I also hugged my ultimate crush &lt;b&gt;BILLY CRAWFORD&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;I got starstruck! Luis Manzano was a real hunk! The whole PGT Staff was great! So far, I haven't noticed any negative treatments from the whole crew. I couldn't put into words the experiences we've experience and the feeling of happiness buried deep within me. No words can explain such! This will forever linger in my memory and will forever be a part of me, just like every other experiences I had. Everything ended perfectly. Everything that we just see in TV was already happening to us. And I hope this would not be the end but the start of another chapter of our dance company's journey. And I do wish us good luck as we take another round before we compete in Davao. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/TULxCbbNkzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/w6mc3EZgWHc/s320/45.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567277113407279922" /&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But as a whole, we couldn't make it to this point without God. He had given us our talent and he had given us this opportunity. Therefore, it is just right to give him praise and thanks for the wonderful blessings he showered upon us! God is good all the time! You rock Lord! \m/&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/3309296736027895420-8667900210238238681?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8667900210238238681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8667900210238238681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8667900210238238681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8667900210238238681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/01/wonderful-27-pgt-experience.html' title='Wonderful 27:  The PGT Experience'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/TULxBxSLjKI/AAAAAAAAAKI/YuWI6qzfqDI/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8726948467075029066</id><published>2011-01-28T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T08:35:12.350-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year 2011'/><title type='text'>BLOG UPDATED 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://assets.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; font-weight: normal; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So if you haven't noticed, I have not updated my tumblr since 2011 started. Well, it just happened that I got so busy with my life and piles of things-to-do were keeping me away from my lavish moments in the internet. So let me start with one of the latest happening. We got qualified for the Pilipinas Got Talent and we'll be doing another audition for the Best of Cebu tomorrow, January 27, 2011 at SM City Cebu. If you haven't heard of this PGT stuff, well, let me tell you that it's one of the biggest talent search competition in TV. Being able to reach this far is really a great accomplishment for the dance company. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Next, I gained my old group back, the W.I which later became Juriale..p, after I got evicted from the group and now renamed as JURIELLE.. P, as I got back in :) Though we had trouble along the way but I was glad that trouble had opened each of ours minds what's supposed to be the truth. I'm glad to be back in the group and guess what? It feels good to be celebrating our 3rd Anniversary this February 14.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Third, I had celebrated my Sinulog 2011 along with my co-dancers and Mapeh Documentation groupmates. I had a bunch of great time being with those guys and Desiree. I pushed myself in a crowd under the rain pouring above us. It was half-annoying and half-enjoyable. The only thing that pissed me off was the SUN CELLULAR NETWORK which had our text messages hours delayed. But at the end of the day, the fireworks which was magnificent the whole time as it painted the sky with different shades and hues made a perfect ending for my long and tiring day. It was also heart warming to have it enjoyed with my brother and cousin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Fourth, there's this boy 9 year older than me who caught my attention.  It's not that I've planned everything up. It just happened so quickly that I got interested on him. As of now, I could not allow myself to go beyond this infatuation because first of all, he's 9 years older than me! Second, I'm too immature for him. Third, It's not just the way it would work. (I guess) And most and the most important of all, I'M NEVER GONNA BE GOOD FOR HIM TO NOTICE. Yes! And as much as possible I'm trying to act plain and simple whenever he's beyond my reach. (Well, even though we don't see each other as often :p) But as rarely as we cross our paths, I usually caught myself out of control. O_o I hate it when I act that way. But again, this stupid infatuation won't last long. (If I try to!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well, I guess those were the things which I like to get posted. :) I'm just happy and contented with what's going on with my life right now. I hope you'll have a great time! ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&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/3309296736027895420-8726948467075029066?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8726948467075029066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8726948467075029066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8726948467075029066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8726948467075029066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-updated-2011.html' title='BLOG UPDATED 2011'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-5236055407494267112</id><published>2009-12-31T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T05:12:25.242-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 new year 2010'/><title type='text'>i love you, Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodbye 2009, Welcome 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes from now will be another year! Year 2009 will soon pass by. &lt;/span&gt;I damn admit that this year has been very great to me! ^^ Lot's of things happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to count them one by one, let's take it from the first month of the year, January2009 until the the very moment I'm writing this blog. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I spent another awesome Sinulog celebration with my best buds, Walang Iwanan! It was great! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;February 2009&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;W.I's 1st Anniversary! ^^ I love my besties!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2009&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- I landed 1st honor during our culmination activity in my Sophomore year! It was unexpected but it felt great! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2009&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- SUMMER FUN - though some days were oh-so boring! *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2009&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- SUMMER ESCAPADE in INTUSAN with family! yeah! Had fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 2009&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- I'm on Junior level! SPARTAN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 2009&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Nutrition Month- I won as Ms. Nutrition2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 2009&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Buwan ng Wika : got involved in awesome events!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 2009&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Fashion Walk 2009! great experience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 2009&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- October 5: I turned 15! ^^ [ skater boy is love ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 2009&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- November 30: Had a concert with the Asian Troubadours, Mandaue Children Choir and Cebu Chamber Singers. It was a great experience! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 2009&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Christmas party! More foods! I had so much fun! ^^ Dec. 23: Passionata Christmas Party- Kuya Jake was so gentleman! Had fun moments at the party! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lot's of good things have occured in this year! This is another unforgettable year! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end this blog, I would like to thank everyone who have made this year special. To my family, bestfriends, schoolmates, dancemates, classmates, concert mates, friends, Kuya Jake! I LOVE YOU guys! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3309296736027895420-5236055407494267112?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5236055407494267112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=5236055407494267112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5236055407494267112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5236055407494267112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-goodbye.html' title='i love you, Goodbye'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-7642398227269322288</id><published>2009-12-31T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T04:56:00.845-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jake gacang'/><title type='text'>Team Jake :]]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SzyfS4HFtkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/lIbbQMb6v_4/s1600-h/21955_1234212588222_1616419074_590867_6714871_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SzyfS4HFtkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/lIbbQMb6v_4/s320/21955_1234212588222_1616419074_590867_6714871_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421383198095816258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;TEAM &lt;s&gt;JACOB&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;JAKE!&lt;/span&gt; :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've got interesting facts why we should love this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He plays the violin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has long, curly amazing hair!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's a gentleman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's cute!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;robot&lt;/span&gt; dance!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He can sing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's a &lt;u&gt; human beat box &lt;/u&gt; XD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's part of the Asian Troubadours! *thumbs up*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He looks like the hot wolf from Twilight Saga, Jacob Black!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has the same name as Jacob Black! Jake --&gt; Jakey! :]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's simply amazing!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's oh-so talented!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has a positive aura! ^^&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's simply &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jake Juleous Gacang&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Team JAKE G. forever!&lt;/span&gt; *giggles*&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/3309296736027895420-7642398227269322288?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7642398227269322288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=7642398227269322288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/7642398227269322288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/7642398227269322288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/12/team-jake.html' title='Team Jake :]]'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SzyfS4HFtkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/lIbbQMb6v_4/s72-c/21955_1234212588222_1616419074_590867_6714871_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-1938007447127344787</id><published>2009-12-07T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T03:03:33.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pacquiao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>coincidence?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pure coincidence?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;or does it have any meaning at all?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt; YOU decide! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacquiao vs Morales after 13 days - Wowoweee stampede&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacquiao vs Larios after 13 days - Mayon Volcano erupted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacquiao vs Barrera after 13 days - Glorietta 2 bombing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacquiao vs Marquez after 13 days- rice shortage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacquiao vs.Cotto after 13 days- Maguindanao massacre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; what's next? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I first received this via mobile text messages. Upon reading the text message, it gave me goosebumps! I thought it was just another stupid text message. But then, my curiosity had bothered me to the extent that I finally asked myself.. &lt;b&gt;"what if Pacquiao has been using this so called &lt;i&gt;"anting-anting"&lt;/i&gt; in his every fight and all us will be the ones responsible to suffer the consequences?  &lt;/b&gt; But I think this is just another stupid and silly "theory". &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; so.. what do you think? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-1938007447127344787?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1938007447127344787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=1938007447127344787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/1938007447127344787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/1938007447127344787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/12/coincidence.html' title='coincidence?'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8169089106195173144</id><published>2009-12-04T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T05:41:15.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pressure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsession'/><title type='text'>obsessions, depressions, and pressures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; Whether we like it or not, time will come that we'll be able to encounter certain pressures in our life- most especially in the career we are part of! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; pressures, depressions and obsessions &lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt; I think those three are really bothering me &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I cannot deny that I am really into pressures right now, both in school and out of school activities. &lt;i&gt; My world doesn't belong to a typical teenage life- who goes by her friends anytime on Saturdays or Sundays. Somehow, I'm getting my way into the world of performing- where different kinds of talents get to meet each other and perform in front of the cheering crowd! Even on holidays where the rest of your friends got the time to sit their butts at home, but there we go- entertaining random people or conducting massive practices! Sometimes, the thought of it makes me thrill my nerves and feel blue in jealousy and envy! Sometimes I just hope to be the typical teenage girl.&lt;/i&gt; Part of the career is the thought that there's always someone within the group that can surpass your ability. The feeling wherein you just have to do your best but still your best wasn't good enough to regain the position. &lt;i&gt; I admit, this thing really bothers me! In every field I am into, I always feel depressed that I into no good at all! That I was just part of the group for no special reason. Just plainly a member! From our school career to my extracurricular activities, I feel like I'm totally fading! Even though how much you try to impress the elders, you just can't! And it sucks! &lt;/i&gt; :[ Dreams and obsession.. I always dream to play variety of musical instruments! To be specific, " violin " is what I dream of! &lt;i&gt; My first step on the grounds of my school, "Mandaue School for the Arts" was way back year2003 during my 3rd Grade in Elementary. I was so much amazed by group of kids playing the violin along the school quadrangle. It was the first time I was able to see the violin closely! It had such wonderful sound! From then on, I'm always looking forward to be able to play the violin someday! Days have come that my brother became part of the "Rondalla" at school and great musical opportunities came along his way! I was so glad he made it because it was the time where I was able to play the violin myself! It felt great! :]] But the thought that I could get better by just playing the basic " twinkle-twinkle variation " didn't work! Reading the musical notes written on the sheet music is my weakness! I could spend 10seconds of my life trying to figure out a single note written on it! It sucks, right? &lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Hell yeah! I suck! Thinking of all these heart-breaking concern makes it worse! But anyways, I trying to figure out some ways to get over all these non-sense! " There's always a rainbow after the rain ".. I'm trying to hold on into this line. That somehow, behind all these damn insecurities and depressions, something fruitful will leave a special remembrance in my quest! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; thanks for reading! :] I just need some random people to read and hear me scream my words! YOU are much loved! Thanks for the time! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; signed.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; eLoiiiise :)) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-8169089106195173144?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8169089106195173144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8169089106195173144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8169089106195173144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8169089106195173144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/12/obsessions-depressions-and-pressures.html' title='obsessions, depressions, and pressures!'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-4754700896664887640</id><published>2009-11-30T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:31:59.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jake gacang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='november 30'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passionata'/><title type='text'>"Passionata"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;" Passionata "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A concert that would leave it's mark on my unforgettable performances! The day that would leave a history in my mind. An event that would last a lifetime in my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 30 marks the spot! The concert was the best thing that ever happened for this month! First of all, the experience was very memorable! The people involve din the concert was really awesome and very amazing! These people really worked hard to achieve what they are right now- famous and talented! I was in great honor to be able to be a part of this event and to be able to work with all these people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second, was that I got the chance to meet the Asian Troubadours once again!  The best thing is that I saw the "Jacob-look-a-like" violinist! He's such a cutie! Not just because He has really "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" long hair but because He's so much friendly and smiling! How on Earth did he look like the wolf fictional character on one of those Saga Novels written by Stephenie Meyer? How on Earth? It's just an amazing fact! And I was really starstruck! Yeah! Admiration will deeply explain my feelings towards that adorable wolf-like musician! I just call him by the name of "Jacob Black" before I finally discovered that his real name is "Jake? "! Such a pure coincidence! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Third, was the bonding we spent with the alumni dancers, Ate Kathryn, Kuya Jovemar and Kuya Viktor and also our dance choreographer, Mr. Nino. It was really amazing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And lastly, I was really happy that we were able to share and expose our talents to everyone who watche dthe concert and to our co-performers as well. I think it doesn't matter on how many dances we were able to dance during the conert but I think it's on how we enjoy and how we share our skills to others! I just do hope that we were able to impress the audiences and our co-performers as well.! And I'm crossing my fingers for another breath-taking performance with the Mandaue Children's Choir, Cebu Chamber Singers and the Asian Troubadours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The best part I won't really miss to mention on this blog is when Jake gave me a CD with his sign! I barely can't believe it! It was when Ate Kathryn shouted to him that I have a crush on him! He then replied " Goodbye Eloise!".  Then he walked before us and Ate Kath pointed me out saying, " That's Eloise!". He signaled his hand saying, "wait!". We all paused, not even sure if we heard it right! We just paused and wonder what will happen next! To our surprise he brought a CD of their orchestra and a marker on his other hand saying, " can you spell out your name". I was speechless! Ate Kathryn then replied for me. " E-L-O-I-S-E". He wrote something on the CD and handed the CD to me! I don't know what to act but I immediately took the CD, not even sure If I was able to thank him for that! But I was really happy! I can't forget this thing! I opened the CD and saw what we wrote. It says: " Eloise! thanx! love Jake!". I like to scream out loud! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. Yeha right! It's not just admiration. Crush would best describe it! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Jake: I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you'll love me! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-4754700896664887640?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4754700896664887640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=4754700896664887640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4754700896664887640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4754700896664887640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/11/passionata.html' title='&quot;Passionata&quot;'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-7923918127509346909</id><published>2009-10-31T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T06:09:11.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Libera's redemption of "Bayan Ko"/ "My Country"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="660"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-vCTcEN-tBA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-vCTcEN-tBA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="660"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This can totally make you cry&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's giving me goosebumps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to have Libera back here in the Philippines! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3309296736027895420-7923918127509346909?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7923918127509346909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=7923918127509346909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/7923918127509346909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/7923918127509346909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/10/liberas-redemption-of-bayan-ko-my.html' title='Libera&apos;s redemption of &quot;Bayan Ko&quot;/ &quot;My Country&quot;'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-4938338846806558320</id><published>2009-10-30T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T02:40:52.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pasayawa ko day visayan folk song'/><title type='text'>Pasayaw Ko day ( Girl, dance with me ) video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qyG50ZtS3eI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qyG50ZtS3eI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Pasayawa ko day ( Girl, Pls. let me dance with you) is a Visayan Folk Song. It narrates a story of a boy who wants to dance with a girl, but the girl is not interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is performed by Asian Troubadours in Ayala Terraces last August 2009 during the ocassion of the opening salvo of the Mandaue Business mOnth. The dance is interpreted by the Mandaue School of the Arts Dance Troupe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; glad i found this online! &lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt; one of our performances &lt;/i&gt; btw, i love our costume on that dance! ^_^ &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-4938338846806558320?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4938338846806558320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=4938338846806558320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4938338846806558320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4938338846806558320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/10/pasayaw-ko-day-girl-dance-with-me-video.html' title='Pasayaw Ko day ( Girl, dance with me ) video'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-7887306407569154532</id><published>2009-10-29T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:27:08.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception concert cebu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libera Boys Chorale London'/><title type='text'>Libera " angel voices"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuqNrgKKK1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/aZjwryA1tuE/s1600-h/newoctober+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuqNrgKKK1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/aZjwryA1tuE/s320/newoctober+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398282881863396178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuqNrgKKK1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/aZjwryA1tuE/s1600-h/newoctober+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Libera Boys Chorale&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was a great pleasure meeting those awesome and gorgeous talented guys from London! It was indeed a very nice experience and one of the unforgettable moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It all started with the reception held at the Casino Espanol last October 27, 2009. Our school's dance company was invited to entertain these talented  fellows. At the end of our repertoire, we taught them how to dance our very own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sinulog dance"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. It was heart warming to see them enjoy the dance as we all shouted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Viva Senior.. Pit Senior&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. I had this one little kid named Henry whom I taught. He's so cute! I also have this ultimate crush, Jonathan Barrington. He almost looked like Daniel Radcliffe on Harry Potter! There's this Little Ben Philipp who gave us his facebook account! He's so kind! There's also Tom Cully who almost looked like the small version of Taylor Lautner in Sharkboy and Lavagirl movie. All of them were really amazing. At the end of the reception, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Arts Council gave us free tickets for their concert on the following day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't barely sleep that day! I was deeply amused by these gorgeous faces. I just can't help but to think of what will be happening on their concert the next day. Of course, I was hoping to meet and greet these guys for the second time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bomb&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm a certified LBC ( Libera Boys Chorale ) fan!&lt;/span&gt; The concert was really heavenly! These guys are the cutest fallen angels ever! My nerves were really out of their places. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Great voices.. so heavenly and angelic, so pure!&lt;/span&gt; I just can't get enough of this group. I'll be their biggest fan, I'll follow them until they'll love me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the later part of their concert, they had a surprise number for all of their audiences. They sang &lt;b&gt;" Bayan ko"&lt;/b&gt;. They almost made me cry! I just can't explain the feeling upon hearing them sing such a lovely song! I'll be expecting to hear them sing it one more time! I'll never get tired listening to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'll surely miss these guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuqUQHDy2YI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Xrlp5dZ5_vM/s1600-h/october%28b-dayandfiest%29+703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuqUQHDy2YI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Xrlp5dZ5_vM/s320/october%28b-dayandfiest%29+703.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398290107850742146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little Henry!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuqUP11izTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/EMDo62sI6YY/s1600-h/october%28b-dayandfiest%29+709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuqUP11izTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/EMDo62sI6YY/s320/october%28b-dayandfiest%29+709.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398290103227567410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;good bye guys! hope to see you again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuqUPuzQNYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_t2HRc3VSiE/s1600-h/october%28b-dayandfiest%29+699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuqUPuzQNYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_t2HRc3VSiE/s320/october%28b-dayandfiest%29+699.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398290101338912130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with jonathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuqUPvA1mTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/yXKY-yEPYgI/s1600-h/october%28b-dayandfiest%29+696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuqUPvA1mTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/yXKY-yEPYgI/s320/october%28b-dayandfiest%29+696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398290101395888434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with ben&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/3309296736027895420-7887306407569154532?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7887306407569154532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=7887306407569154532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/7887306407569154532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/7887306407569154532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/10/libera-angel-voices.html' title='Libera &quot; angel voices&quot;'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuqNrgKKK1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/aZjwryA1tuE/s72-c/newoctober+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-2502602888573816494</id><published>2009-10-27T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:07:15.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libera Boys Chorale London'/><title type='text'>Libera Boys Chorale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Libera Boys Chorale live in CEBU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yesterday, October 27 was the awesome-est day ever! We had a performance in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Casino Espanol&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;to welcome the Libera Boys Chorale fresh from London! I never thought they were so cute as hell! I mean, we really got starstruck and we were totally insane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hail Libera Boys Chorale! All hail these cute gentlemen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad to talk to some of them- three of them though! One was the cute little &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Henry&lt;/span&gt; who was 5 years old, Little&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Ben Philipp&lt;/span&gt; who gave us his facebook account and the angelic and Harry Potter/ Daniel Radcliff look alike, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jonathan Barrington&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some pictures of them! Only a few though! I was very much glad to see their amused faces as we entertained them with our rural suite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be one of ther biggest fans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S. I'm very much excited to see these guys perform on their concert this evening at the Waterfront, Cebu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3309296736027895420-2502602888573816494?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2502602888573816494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=2502602888573816494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2502602888573816494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2502602888573816494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/10/libera-boys-chorale.html' title='Libera Boys Chorale'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-4513774040153069491</id><published>2009-09-25T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T07:12:54.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1970's Fashion- "we rock the disco lights"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had just conducted our &lt;b&gt;2009 Fashion Walk&lt;/b&gt; for the Juinor level in highschool with the theme: &lt;u&gt;1970's fashion&lt;/u&gt;. Everybody gave their best on the runway trying to impress everyone in the audience and the most respective judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this morning we reached school with nervous condition. Our wicked adviser conducted her first period class. She even gave an essay type of test! &lt;u&gt;She was freakishly out of her senses!&lt;/u&gt; Her inconsiderable concerns made her turn out more like an enemy- &lt;s&gt;not our adviser!&lt;/s&gt; But luckily we had finally got enough time during our third period when our Arts teacher as well as our Fashion Walk organizer had given us the freedom to decorate the stage for the upcoming event. After an hour and so, we had proceeded to our respective rooms and started beautifying ourselves. I had my curlers on! we had our remaining last two subjects- Science and Filipino, respectively! We all rushed ourselves by the time the clock struck 12:30pm! At 1 we will be having our Science and Math competitions which will approximately end after an hour and which will obviously eat much of our time, most especially to us who will be part of the fashion walk! Hard-headed as I am, &lt;b&gt;I hid myself in the classroom and continued my vanity time!&lt;/b&gt; By 3pm, we started the event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;"We rock the disco light"&lt;/u&gt; and we sure did! Too bad I was not on the mood to enjoy every single moment of the show. Due to several factors, due to some annoying and stupid people.. they have turned my light mood into gray! I hate them! And there was this &lt;u&gt;alumni&lt;/u&gt; whom I &lt;b&gt;really hated ever since&lt;/b&gt; and I hate seeing her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had received a lot of positive feedbacks after the show. It was indeed a very successful one! We had made another history in our FASO or the &lt;i&gt; Fashion Walk Association and S&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;tudent's Organization &lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my pics during the fashion walk.. more of these will be uploaded to my &lt;b&gt;facebook&lt;/b&gt; account:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzOdkJSB6I/AAAAAAAAAHk/xBNVZ15tTsg/s1600-h/fashionedit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzOdkJSB6I/AAAAAAAAAHk/xBNVZ15tTsg/s400/fashionedit1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385406261742405538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzPp2CHAHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/1PDumLsTS88/s1600-h/fashionedit8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzPp2CHAHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/1PDumLsTS88/s400/fashionedit8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385407572214218866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzPpc9a8WI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PuwiMH0SlxU/s1600-h/fashionedit7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzPpc9a8WI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PuwiMH0SlxU/s400/fashionedit7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385407565483667810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzPpIE-FjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-8UTuY49uXA/s1600-h/fashionedit6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzPpIE-FjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-8UTuY49uXA/s400/fashionedit6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385407559878186546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzOfYdS6XI/AAAAAAAAAIE/KqVVya64t-4/s1600-h/fashionedit5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzOfYdS6XI/AAAAAAAAAIE/KqVVya64t-4/s400/fashionedit5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385406292964862322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzOez9oBZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zti2z-SgFKg/s1600-h/fashionedit4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzOez9oBZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zti2z-SgFKg/s400/fashionedit4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385406283168351634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzOeclPlFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1QlavN-y_SU/s1600-h/fashionedit3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzOeclPlFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1QlavN-y_SU/s400/fashionedit3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385406276892070994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzOd6ryOQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/76_I4vZkHv0/s1600-h/fashionedit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzOd6ryOQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/76_I4vZkHv0/s400/fashionedit2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385406267792701698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3309296736027895420-4513774040153069491?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4513774040153069491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=4513774040153069491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4513774040153069491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4513774040153069491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/09/1970s-fashion-we-rock-disco-lights.html' title='1970&apos;s Fashion- &quot;we rock the disco lights&quot;'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SrzOdkJSB6I/AAAAAAAAAHk/xBNVZ15tTsg/s72-c/fashionedit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-6824246454006569943</id><published>2009-09-15T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T06:42:12.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dear you purplefang story'/><title type='text'>purplefang's composition#1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;My very own composition brought&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;online!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's the first time ever that I post my composed stories online. And expect that I'll be posting &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;more&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My story will be titled as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Dear You"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a story between a 14 year old Junior high student and a self-proclaimed computer lizard, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Shane Lizette Hale&lt;/span&gt; who fell in love with a mystery online buddy with a user name of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxopeterpanxoxo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;It's a story of love and friendship and the consequences at risks when friendship is traded for love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be sure to keep an eye on the countdown for the First Chapter for it will be released here in blogspot within a couple of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;7days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till here! I'll be posting more updates of the story SOON! :))&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/3309296736027895420-6824246454006569943?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6824246454006569943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=6824246454006569943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6824246454006569943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6824246454006569943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/09/purplefangs-composition1.html' title='purplefang&apos;s composition#1'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-3986258927668082437</id><published>2009-09-04T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T04:48:03.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='final vampire love#4 vampire kisses'/><title type='text'>Vampire Love #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The final post! I love the story and it's really great for Twilight Saga fans! I would just like to give much credits to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bookbyyou.com"&gt;http://www.bookbyyou.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;for such amazing story, Vampire Kisses where you can have it personalized. Purchasing online is a MUST! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peter        &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;– &lt;b&gt;the      first bite...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h5&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;             &lt;b&gt;Peter  &lt;/b&gt;looked at &lt;b&gt;Eloise&lt;/b&gt;,   &lt;b&gt; blue &lt;/b&gt;eyes bright with passion; his hands shook. “Are you sure?”&lt;br /&gt;     She took his face in her hands, drew him near for a        kiss as she gazed into his        &lt;b&gt; blue       &lt;/b&gt;eyes. His fangs fully extended; she traced them with her        tongue, loving the taste of him. “I am.” It felt like a vow.  “I love        you.” &lt;b&gt; Eloise &lt;/b&gt;ran her fingers through his  &lt;b&gt; dark brown &lt;/b&gt;hair then pulled him  to her.&lt;br /&gt;     He stood it as long as he could, then another moment longer.        But finally he had to move, or come undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bookbyyou.com/images/vampire/romance.gif" width="142" align="right" height="148" /&gt;      &lt;b&gt; Peter  &lt;/b&gt;trailed kisses along her collarbone, nibbled her earlobe,        making his way to the nape of her neck.         &lt;b&gt; Eloise         &lt;/b&gt;moaned beneath his attention, the sound making him shake with        yearning, thirst, desire, and love. He hesitated for one eternal moment,        fangs extended to their full length, throbbing, dripping the essence of        his need onto &lt;b&gt;Eloise&lt;/b&gt;, her perfect skin glistening in the dim light.        Slowly, but with nothing of uncertainty – he bit down not quite tenderly, knowing she would        enjoy the feel of his teeth – but carefully to cause no pain. His fangs sank        within her, pressed home, revealing incredible sensations for both lovers,        a new consummation. Her heartbeat raced through them both.         &lt;b&gt; Eloise         &lt;/b&gt;kept her back straight and her shoulders remained still, but her thighs        and hips rolled sensuously as music moved through her and her blood        sang...   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h1 align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookbyyou.com/order/default.asp" onfocus="if(this.blur)this.blur()"&gt;credits: http://www.bookbyyou.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-3986258927668082437?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3986258927668082437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=3986258927668082437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3986258927668082437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3986258927668082437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/09/vampire-love-4.html' title='Vampire Love #4'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8041950487370362104</id><published>2009-09-04T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T04:44:55.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire love#3 peter'/><title type='text'>Vampire Love #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Third post! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peter        has vampire lust...&lt;/h5&gt; &lt;table style="border-collapse: collapse;" id="AutoNumber1" width="30" align="left" border="0" cellpadding="6" cellspacing="0" height="195"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td height="183"&gt;&lt;b&gt;   &lt;img src="http://www.bookbyyou.com/images/vampire/vamp.gif" width="150" align="left" height="168" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; Peter  &lt;/b&gt;sighed. He longed to go to &lt;b&gt; Eloise&lt;/b&gt;, to comfort her, to caress her, but he could not, and so he remained outside,      just below her window, watching and listening. He thought of her silky &lt;b&gt; black &lt;/b&gt;hair and dancing &lt;b&gt; blue &lt;/b&gt;eyes. His mouth filled with the bittersweet taste of longing. The first  flush of dawn chased him away, but before he left, he thrust a note beneath her  window sash.     &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have      watched from the shadows;&lt;br /&gt;you are brighter than sunlight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;It might have been more poetic than literal, but he meant it truly; hers was      a warmth that would not burn him to ash – though it did seem to have seared      its way into his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to: &lt;a href="http://www.bookbyyou.com"&gt;http://www.bookbyyou.com&lt;/a&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/3309296736027895420-8041950487370362104?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8041950487370362104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8041950487370362104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8041950487370362104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8041950487370362104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/09/vampire-love-3.html' title='Vampire Love #3'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-3874681859006581684</id><published>2009-09-04T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T04:42:51.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire love#2 kelsey'/><title type='text'>Vampire Love #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another story. And yes, this is still connected with the previous post I had posted. But this time, the scene will be with my best friend, Kelsey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Kelsey is just a fictional character and not related to me in real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;FUN TRIVIA:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I like the name Kelsey and I wished Kelsey was added to my name! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;so here it is!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;b&gt; Eloise  and           Kelsey : a little intellectual repartee...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h5&gt; &lt;p&gt;A lascivious grin was spoiled by the frothy mustache  &lt;b&gt; Kelsey &lt;/b&gt;wore; cross-eyed, she glared at it, twisting up her mouth, remnants of her        latte still clinging to her lips.&lt;br /&gt;     “Do stop licking your lips that way; some man might        get the right idea about you, and then where would you be?” &lt;b&gt; Eloise &lt;/b&gt;was only half kidding, &lt;b&gt; blue &lt;/b&gt;eyes ablaze.&lt;br /&gt;     “Where every cat longs to be, my sweet innocent little        bookworm. Completely in the cream.”  She batted her eyelashes outrageously        making  &lt;b&gt; Eloise &lt;/b&gt; laugh.&lt;br /&gt;      “So, your date last night?”&lt;br /&gt;     “Oh, it was perfect. A perfect catastrophe,&lt;b&gt;”&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt; Kelsey &lt;/b&gt;grinned. “I told you he was in the adult education program, right?” She        waited for  &lt;b&gt; Eloise &lt;/b&gt;to nod, all-the-while choking on her own laughter. “Well, we finally got        around to talking about what he studies.” Giggles began to emerge, making        her slur her words. “That yummy little Brad-Pitt-in-Thelma-and-Louise I        was drooling over is here studying to become a priest!”&lt;br /&gt;     “Oh, no!”   &lt;b&gt; Eloise &lt;/b&gt;sat back and burst into laughter of her own. “What did you do?”&lt;br /&gt;     “Oh, I merely suggested that an in-depth knowledge of        temptation and sin might help in his work. I even offered to give him a        guided tour.”&lt;br /&gt;     “You didn’t!” It was purely rhetorical; knowing   &lt;b&gt; Kelsey&lt;/b&gt;,         &lt;b&gt; Eloise &lt;/b&gt;was quite sure she had.  “What did he say?”&lt;br /&gt;     “I thought I heard ‘get thee behind me’, but he was        running the other way, so I could be wrong.”&lt;br /&gt;     If   &lt;b&gt; Eloise         &lt;/b&gt;hadn’t already finished her drink, she’d have choked...&lt;/p&gt;Credits to: &lt;a href="http://www.bookbyyou.com"&gt;http://www.bookbyyou.com&lt;/a&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/3309296736027895420-3874681859006581684?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3874681859006581684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=3874681859006581684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3874681859006581684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3874681859006581684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/09/vampire-love-2.html' title='Vampire Love #2'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-3211450138820762066</id><published>2009-09-04T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T04:38:15.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire love #1 peter pan'/><title type='text'>Vampire Love #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I just found this personalized vampire novel and decided to have a short preview. Since it's personalized, I have my name, as the heroine and my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"Mr. Fantasy"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;as my hero! haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So Here's the story! Enjoy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;  Eloise     and &lt;i&gt; Peter  &lt;/i&gt;       meet at the library...&lt;/h5&gt;              Spying a dusty red binding on the lower shelf,         &lt;b&gt; Eloise         &lt;/b&gt;pulled at the tightly wedged volume. Unbeknownst to her, her jostling had        caused a book to dislodge and tumble from its precarious position on the        top shelf. Then she heard it – the sound of a sudden movement and leather        against flesh. She looked up, surprised.&lt;br /&gt;     “What?” her  &lt;b&gt; blue &lt;/b&gt;eyes widened as she took in the sight.&lt;br /&gt;    “If I startled you, my apologies.” The man in dark silk smiled at her        through electric        &lt;b&gt; blue       &lt;/b&gt;eyes and then reached up toward the skewed shelf, adjusted it, and        returned the book. His voice was like his clothing, soft, rich, almost        beckoning. The dim light fell gently on his  &lt;b&gt; dark brown &lt;/b&gt;hair and shoulders. Impossibly wide shoulders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bookbyyou.com/images/vampire/owl.jpg" width="150" align="right" height="189" /&gt;      &lt;b&gt; Eloise         &lt;/b&gt;felt her heart skip a beat; &lt;i&gt;how picturesque. &lt;/i&gt;His arms seemed not to        stretch as he reached to resettle the shelf. Watching from below,        comprehension dawned, she tucked her &lt;b&gt; black &lt;/b&gt;hair behind her ears in nervousness. &lt;i&gt;Ah, the noise. &lt;/i&gt;She eyed        the angle, and a shudder wracked her body. &lt;i&gt;The whole shelf could have        toppled were it not for this curious stranger. &lt;/i&gt;She had to clear her        throat before she could speak, her mind filled with images of heavy,        sharp-cornered objects landing on her head. “Thanks for the rescue,” &lt;b&gt;Eloise&lt;/b&gt; said. Then with a grin added, “Quick hands.”&lt;br /&gt;     “Only when there is need, I assure you.”  &lt;b&gt; Peter  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Pan &lt;/b&gt;smiled, teeth reflecting bright in the dusty air, those broad shoulders        casting a shadow over  &lt;b&gt;Eloise&lt;/b&gt;. He nodded in what might almost have been considered a bow and then        turned sideways and was gone. One moment there, the next he’d vanished as        though he’d never been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Note: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Original Title:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Vampire Kisses&lt;/span&gt;. Check it out! And try it! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Love it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you can also purchase it! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to: &lt;a href="http://www.bookbyyou.com"&gt;http://www.bookbyyou.com&lt;/a&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/3309296736027895420-3211450138820762066?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3211450138820762066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=3211450138820762066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3211450138820762066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3211450138820762066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/09/vampire-love-1.html' title='Vampire Love #1'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-450702044985246385</id><published>2009-08-30T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T07:40:16.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo mr.peter pan perfect fantasy'/><title type='text'>I feel so EMO-ish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/2048/2048437nfvozh15xm.gif" width="140" border="0" height="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I feel so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; EMO-ish! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Fine! For the last time, I admit I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; an EMO! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was Emo&lt;/span&gt;. Got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, notice I marked the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"was"&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt;- meaning: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;past&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I still feel like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emo-ish&lt;/span&gt; sometimes! I kinda feel rejected and out of this place and the only thing that can understand what I'm feeling is.. '&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;myself'&lt;/span&gt;. It's pretty sad! Sometimes you look like you fit in and everybody adores you and everybody makes a good friend of you but then, something is simply invisible to the naked eyes of everyone.  Something where only myself can feel and understand. I think it's the feeling where you feel so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn insecure&lt;/span&gt; of all the good things happening to the people around you; of all those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupid impossibilities&lt;/span&gt; and of all those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn pretty&lt;/span&gt; stuffs! No matter how hard I try to be one of them, I just&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think another reason why I feel so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emo-ish&lt;/span&gt; these days is because of being addicted of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wanting something unattainable&lt;/span&gt;. It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dreaming&lt;/span&gt; of the impossible. It's dreaming of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; him&lt;/span&gt;. This &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupid infatuation&lt;/span&gt; really suck! But I just can't get my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupid heart&lt;/span&gt; out of it. I wonder why I will most likely chose to be in front of the computer everyday than to flirt on bunch of stupid looking guys on the neighborhood (-which I'm not really going to do!). This &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupid admiration&lt;/span&gt; of this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Peter Pan&lt;/span&gt; is creating a new addiction within me! I just don't know how long this feeling will last. I hope this will not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt;. I hope &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the feeling&lt;/span&gt; won't stop. But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the addiction&lt;/span&gt;? I don't know. Whenever I still have this feeling, the addiction will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; be there! I like the feeling of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;admiring &lt;/span&gt;him.. but not the addiction! &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1368/1368507kqpxf5vmna.gif" width="50" border="0" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt; not being able to talk to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. I'm crazy! I feel&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; insecure &lt;/span&gt;of the people who most likely belong to his kind. I know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm stupid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1299/1299759u5ldyzxlmi.gif" width="54" border="0" height="52" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; quote&lt;/span&gt; this line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" He's just the perfect reason for the tears in my heart. The simple explanation for the tears and the scar. He's the best in my fantasy but never in reality. He's my perfect fantasy! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1811/1811306p6l860rs2k.gif" width="100" border="0" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3309296736027895420-450702044985246385?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/450702044985246385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=450702044985246385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/450702044985246385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/450702044985246385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-feel-so-emo-ish.html' title='I feel so EMO-ish'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-3695279998641904432</id><published>2009-08-30T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T07:12:37.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travessia bridges Milton Nascimento'/><title type='text'>Travessia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/948/948532zr96alyx9q.gif" width="55" border="0" height="57" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I was listening to variety of music on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;youtube&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;when I suddenly remembered one of our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"pas de deux"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; in Ballet.. I really don't know the title of the song.. I only knew that it was talking about bridges.. Recently, I have heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sitti Navaro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a Filipino singer, sang this song. Luckily, I found out that the original title of the song was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;"Travessia" &lt;/span&gt;which means &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;"crossing-over"&lt;/span&gt;. I'm so much glad that I found it because the song was really nice! But the version was not the same version we had during the dance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pas de deux&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; means &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"dance for two"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.. so it's a partner dance and it's somehow romantic! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAWL!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1053/1053409hzbiegnapu.gif" width="160" border="0" height="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Here's the lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have crossed a thousand bridges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In my search for something real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;There were great suspension bridges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Made like spiderwebs of steel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;There were tiny wooden trestles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And there were bridges made of stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have always been a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I've always been alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's a bridge to tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's a bridge from the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's a bridge made of sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That I pray will not last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's a bridge made of colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the sky high above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I think that there must be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bridges made out of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can see her in the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the river's other shore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And her hands reach out in longing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As my own have done before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I call across to tell her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where I believe the bridge must lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'll find it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, I'll find it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I search until I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the bridge is between us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We'll have nothing to fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We will run through the sunlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'll meet her halfway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's a bridge made of colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the sky high above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'm certain that somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's a bridge made of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/459/459830qyqjkq81to.gif" width="50" border="0" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/984/984406ju1tuish9n.gif" width="80" border="0" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3309296736027895420-3695279998641904432?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3695279998641904432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=3695279998641904432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3695279998641904432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3695279998641904432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/travessia.html' title='Travessia'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-4483994576693641928</id><published>2009-08-29T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T04:40:03.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meet me on the equinox new moon update death cab for cutie'/><title type='text'>Meet me on the Equinox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;New Moon update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meet me on the Equinox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; a song from the band&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Death Cab For Cutie"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;has been confirmed as one of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;New Moon Soundtracks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I haven't heard of this band before but let's just expect that they're one of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;best band&lt;/span&gt; out there! The people behind New Moon will &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; choose them if they're just going to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wreck&lt;/span&gt; the whole production! &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/523/523651hrk7q2lyrl.gif" width="28" border="0" height="23" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3q-8CCnhTvU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3q-8CCnhTvU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/3309296736027895420-4483994576693641928?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4483994576693641928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=4483994576693641928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4483994576693641928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4483994576693641928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/meet-me-on-equinox.html' title='Meet me on the Equinox'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-3618605444185784066</id><published>2009-08-28T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T06:03:13.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help 1970 fashion ideas'/><title type='text'>Fashion Alert #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;HELP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;And so I had just blogged a while ago about the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Senior Fashion Walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; which took place just this afternoon. And for the next Fashion Show, our class&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Juniors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;will be on the spotlight. Our concept will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1970's fashion.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; I need help from the experts! I badly need comments and suggestions! Your brilliant ideas are highly needed! I need to have some ideas on what to wear! Please help!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaseeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/742/742464cc4v17m1t1.gif" width="66" border="0" height="51" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3309296736027895420-3618605444185784066?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3618605444185784066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=3618605444185784066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3618605444185784066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3618605444185784066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/fashion-alert-1.html' title='Fashion Alert #1'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-6977389482765887952</id><published>2009-08-28T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T05:58:27.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonder boys august 28'/><title type='text'>I ♥ Wonder Boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;W-O-N-D-E-R-B-O-Y-S!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/436/436227peh2tec0ns.gif" width="69" border="0" height="32" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kyaaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;We had our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Culminating Activity&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Senior Elimination Round in Fashion Walk&lt;/span&gt; this afternoon. I was not able to eat my lunch on time due to the fact that the whole&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Junior &lt;/span&gt;level was really busy practicing for the dance interpretation contest at 1:00pm. We were all unprepared for the contest. To God's mercy, we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;bagged the first place&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the category!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/982/982319w0yuo5k43x.gif" width="80" border="0" height="110" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; We were all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;very happy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and very much over-whelmed by the results and to our performance as well. We didn't expect things will turn out so fine! What's more? Even&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; one of the judges cried&lt;/span&gt; upon witnessing our performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/982/982477uqvc9qzqub.gif" width="100" border="0" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; According to the judge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; he was touched!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And for the Fashion Walk, 6 lucky finalists were chosen! Their concept was 1960's fashion! I admit, I was impressed on some of the Seniors. But I was feeling very sleepy and bored as the competition went deeper. I was a bit asleep on my seat as the show went on! I just found my senses back when I heard the a very popular song these days. It was some guys from our class who had an intermission number on stage. I screamed out loud until my throat ripped.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/181/181230niioka648g.gif" width="190" border="0" height="90" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wonder boys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I was the one who gave the whole class that idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Wonder boys!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We all screamed!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;They're the cutest ever! oh! How I love them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. I only love them  on stage! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/3309296736027895420-6977389482765887952?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6977389482765887952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=6977389482765887952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6977389482765887952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6977389482765887952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wonder-boys.html' title='I ♥ Wonder Boys!'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-6102496225382123609</id><published>2009-08-26T05:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T05:14:16.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nice piece of art piere'/><title type='text'>Nice Piece of Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SpUmY37OZjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/M083gHHBmFE/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SpUmY37OZjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/M083gHHBmFE/s400/twilight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374243939107628594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;so here it is! The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nice piece of art&lt;/span&gt; I was talking all about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Now you'll understand why it's so&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;special.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;NOTE: please do not steal this picture. This is my personal property! And this is only mine! Got it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And for the 100th time.. I would like to thank Piere for this beautiful art!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3309296736027895420-6102496225382123609?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6102496225382123609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=6102496225382123609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6102496225382123609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6102496225382123609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/nice-piece-of-art.html' title='Nice Piece of Art'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SpUmY37OZjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/M083gHHBmFE/s72-c/twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-5284307752479702187</id><published>2009-08-25T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:27:51.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piere new moon'/><title type='text'>Piere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Kyaaa! così felice! Piere Thank you! It made my day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Now, for the second time, I was deeply astonished by this Piere guy. He's so much friendly and I never expected things will be great as what is happening these days. He's so much talented. And as a matter of fact, he's really so down to Earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;For the first time ever, I have received a personalized New Moon comical drawing from Piere! And he made it himself! I was very much happy that I would like to run towards him and give him a massive hug! Saying millions of thank you through internet will never be enough to send my greatest gratitude to him. It was a very nice piece of art.. and it has my name written on it.. which made it very special. I will never ever forget Piere. &lt;/span&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/3309296736027895420-5284307752479702187?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5284307752479702187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=5284307752479702187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5284307752479702187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5284307752479702187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/piere.html' title='Piere'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8432750472712531581</id><published>2009-08-22T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T04:58:17.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italy'/><title type='text'>in touch with italy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm currently bored and got nothing much to do and so I decided to write a blog about my newly found friend from&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Italy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I was just surfing around&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Facebook &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;when I was invited for a friend request by the name of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Piereluigi Diana&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;He's Italian and He's been looking for English people to improve his English. But unluckily he found me and I am not American, at least. But I'm glad I could &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;speak English very well&lt;/span&gt; and It's a pleasure to be able to help someone. Aside from helping, we can also gain&lt;s&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;friendship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; I am very much pleased to have friends from&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;different countries.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/onion%20head" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc290/Cong_Mei/Onion%20Head/Emoticons/158.gif" alt="Onion Head Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;And more about this Italian friend, I was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amazed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to discover something about this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Piere&lt;/span&gt; Guy, which I did without purpose. Want to more about it? Follow the link:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://pierluigidiana.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really understand everything on that blog but I'm pretty sure he's very talented. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/onion%20head" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i252.photobucket.com/albums/hh13/rhaiyhan31/onion%20head%20gif/ththwink.gif" alt="onion head Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3309296736027895420-8432750472712531581?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8432750472712531581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8432750472712531581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8432750472712531581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8432750472712531581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-touch-with-italy.html' title='in touch with italy'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i252.photobucket.com/albums/hh13/rhaiyhan31/onion%20head%20gif/th_ththwink.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-2662456639809715557</id><published>2009-08-22T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T04:29:04.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;So yeah! I just had my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"dental braces"&lt;/span&gt; the other day. And I was glad I finally have it! I was really excited and very much delighted. I had my appointment with the dentist at 2pm but I was entertained at around 3pm! It took us 3hours to finish the whole thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Several hours after, I felt&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pain&lt;/span&gt; on my teeth! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss275/rociostrange/emoticones/jm.gif" alt="emoticon Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I was really teary-eyed. I didn't expect it would hurt this much! My teeth are under the adjustment stage. I simply hope the pain won't last longer. Damn pain!&lt;u&gt; I was not able to enjoy a pizza after our Ballet class with my ballet mates. &lt;/u&gt; It hurts even when I'm eating. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;And I'm currently starving to death right now&lt;/span&gt;. My stomach has been growling for hours, but I just can't enjoy my meal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Damn pain! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/onion%20head" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i562.photobucket.com/albums/ss67/cutie_gal_18/onion%20head/22yntz.gif" alt="onion head Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3309296736027895420-2662456639809715557?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2662456639809715557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=2662456639809715557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2662456639809715557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2662456639809715557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss275/rociostrange/emoticones/th_jm.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-3168039833659739960</id><published>2009-08-21T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T08:23:58.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor is Jacob.. Jacob is a hottie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/So64jJK9bcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/2w5TqLIBo98/s1600-h/jakey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/So64jJK9bcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/2w5TqLIBo98/s400/jakey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372434319396400578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was looking for some &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;updates and found some&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; cool pictures&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Currently, I'm really dying to see this movie and I can't wait for November 20th to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/giggling%20smiley" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/SocialRetard911/Googlepages/Miscellaneous/giggle.gif" alt="giggle Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of Jacob Black on his wet look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Video" title="Add Video" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addVideo();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Video" class="gl_video" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss275/rociostrange/emoticones/cvxcfvc.gif" alt="emoticon Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;Oh my god!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; A hottie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Video" title="Add Video" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addVideo();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;He can definitely win our hearts without trying hard! He's a natural heartthrob! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you Jakey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/So65ca_PEqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yix44j-DncE/s1600-h/jasper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/So65ca_PEqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yix44j-DncE/s400/jasper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372435303431606946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Video" title="Add Video" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addVideo();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss275/rociostrange/emoticones/nmnk.gif" alt="emoticon Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;vampire on the loose!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; ruunn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Video" title="Add Video" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addVideo();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Video" title="Add Video" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addVideo();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jasper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Jackson Rathbone)&lt;/span&gt; on the loose. I'm 100% sure this was on the part when Bella bled at the Cullen's house during her birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Video" title="Add Video" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addVideo();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To see more pictures.. you can visit this site..&lt;a href="http://www.lionandlamblove.org/gallery/"&gt; click here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3309296736027895420-3168039833659739960?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3168039833659739960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=3168039833659739960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3168039833659739960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3168039833659739960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/taylor-is-jacob-jacob-is-hottie.html' title='Taylor is Jacob.. Jacob is a hottie!'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/So64jJK9bcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/2w5TqLIBo98/s72-c/jakey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-6964954271949212471</id><published>2009-08-16T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T08:28:21.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iBlog hatred'/><title type='text'>iBlog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;okay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;so here's the story.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I know it's kinda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;blogging in the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;middle of the night.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And it's kinda making me nervous right now blogging at this period. I might get caught by one of our house members wide awake and still facing my ass on the computer. But I just can't find my way to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;dreamland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and I thought that maybe &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;blogging&lt;/b&gt; my feelings would help me out! I have been crying for these past few minutes. I'm currently nervous for tomorrow's &lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Periodical Examination in our Folk dance.&lt;/i&gt; I was not able to supply the required costume for our exam and I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to fail any tests.  I&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'m currently having a tough relation with my mom- and as of now, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I hate her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She has been the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;most supportive mom&lt;/span&gt; ever on my elementary years. But now, I don't know what happened to her that she's losing that attitude. She's been unfair to me and her treatment was really different.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I hate her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; that things would fall in place tomorrow! &lt;/span&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/3309296736027895420-6964954271949212471?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6964954271949212471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=6964954271949212471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6964954271949212471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6964954271949212471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/iblog.html' title='iBlog'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8233307973522159090</id><published>2009-08-15T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T07:00:59.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current status nick jonas eloise'/><title type='text'>current status</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Soa_RKS0Y0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/vz4XlGP65Fc/s1600-h/burning1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Soa_RKS0Y0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/vz4XlGP65Fc/s400/burning1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370189907227861826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;current status:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In a relationship with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Nick Jonas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girls! He's mine..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;so back off!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&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/3309296736027895420-8233307973522159090?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8233307973522159090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8233307973522159090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8233307973522159090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8233307973522159090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/current-status.html' title='current status'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Soa_RKS0Y0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/vz4XlGP65Fc/s72-c/burning1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-803032584492945646</id><published>2009-08-14T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:03:38.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel free reality impossible to escape'/><title type='text'>escaping the impossible!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We can never run from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;reality!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Even how hard we try to escape from it- even if we&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;cross a mountain and swim the depths of the ocean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;we can never escape from the fact that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Time will come we'll just get tired from running.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/running%20smiley" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff173/missyjerissy/angelrunning.gif" alt="angel running smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Better if we just take the courage to face the consequences of reality. Better if we look at the positive and negative sides. Better if we just widen our perspective and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;learn from our mistakes&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I have been driving my life for 14 years since the day I took my first breath on the year 1994. It feels odd to escape from some things. "I have been escaping from my obligations and responsibilities." I'm one of the ordinary girls who's not  only oblige on her academic standings. I'm not the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;typical-school-girl-and-the-typical-girl-next-door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; type but I'm the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;busy-as-a-bee-school-girl-who-doesn't-focus-only-on-her-studies-but-also-in-her-arts-activities&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yeah! that's it! Kinda beyond the normal teens who are free to go out on Friday and Saturday nights, bond with their peers. I have a lot of obligations at school and in my dancing career. There was one point where I want to give up this career. Sometimes, I just wanna feel normal and relaxed. Just like the normal teens. I don't want to be pressured in both fields. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;I want to feel free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/onion%20head" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i562.photobucket.com/albums/ss67/cutie_gal_18/onion%20head/33o3xhh.gif" alt="onion head Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just don't know how to! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/onion%20head" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i562.photobucket.com/albums/ss67/cutie_gal_18/onion%20head/2v1akix.gif" alt="onion head Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3309296736027895420-803032584492945646?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/803032584492945646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=803032584492945646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/803032584492945646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/803032584492945646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/escaping-impossible.html' title='escaping the impossible!'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i562.photobucket.com/albums/ss67/cutie_gal_18/onion%20head/th_33o3xhh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-2112329413880452779</id><published>2009-08-14T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:03:49.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spotting lies'/><title type='text'>Liar! Liar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n195/I_Pee_Freely_/liar-liar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 394px;" src="http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n195/I_Pee_Freely_/liar-liar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Calling all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt; Liars!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/liar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i435.photobucket.com/albums/qq80/dreamweaverglassworks/liar.gif" alt="liar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;liars&lt;/span&gt; often appear to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;telling &lt;/span&gt;the truth. They say it's best to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;focus on what people actually say&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;s&gt;ignore body language.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Forget what you've learned from years of watching cop shows on television. Liars do not have trouble making eye contact. The guilty don't fidget. Culprits don't sweat more. As a matter of fact, research indicates that innocent people tend to be more nervous when they a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re being questioned because they are very intent on proving that they didn't do it. Liars come in with a script in their heads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A lot of different signs of anxiety are mistaken for signs of deception," says Kevin Colwell, a forensic scientist at Southern Connecticut State University in New Haven. He says research shows that even for the innocent, the whole tenor of an encounter with police can make it harder to remember things accurately. "In interrogation the whole goal is to convince somebody or trick them or coerce them whatever it takes to get them to confess to the crime."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colwell is on the forefront of a movement to change that mindset and convince law enforcement and other interrogators that encounters with suspects are opportunities to get information, not just a moment to elicit a confession. The concern is that if an interviewer is already convinced that someone committed the crime they are investigating, interviewers stop searching for other answers. And that can lead to mistakes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/liar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i435.photobucket.com/albums/qq80/dreamweaverglassworks/liar.gif" alt="liar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seek Information, Not a Confession&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/liar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i435.photobucket.com/albums/qq80/dreamweaverglassworks/liar.gif" alt="liar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;This approach, of seeking information rather than a confession, is already well entrenched in Britain. Back in the mid-1980s, after a raft of cases involving false confessions, British courts ruled that officers were no longer allowed to use aggressive techniques — such as lying about evidence — to goad suspects. Interrogations in Britain also have to be taped. This has changed the way UK officers interview a suspect. They chat them up, and start by asking questions to which they already know the answers. The police in Britain say this shift in strategy hasn't reduced the number of confessions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Colwell and a forensic psychologist at National University in La Jolla, Calif., named Cheryl Hiscock-Anisman have been doing this kind of interrogation research for years. As a general matter, they have found that people who are making up a story prepare an airtight, simple script that is easy to remember. People telling the truth have no script because, basically, they lived the story. So they tend to recall unrelated details and often make mistakes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Colwell and Hiscock-Anisman have been working on a system that draws that contrast more vividly. And they've been taking their theories out into the field. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;They are training police officers across the country to look for verbal patterns instead of fidgets. Just weeks ago they sat down with a group at the San Diego Police Department.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Sergeant Romeo De Los Reyes sat in on the session and, initially, was a little skeptical. "We've always learned that communication is 60- to 90-percent non-verbal," he said. "So this was a different approach to dealing with deception."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Now he sees this approach as another tool for his interview toolbox.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/liar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i435.photobucket.com/albums/qq80/dreamweaverglassworks/liar.gif" alt="liar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ask a Simple Question&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/liar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i435.photobucket.com/albums/qq80/dreamweaverglassworks/liar.gif" alt="liar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Basically the system asks an interviewer to pay attention to words and verbal cues rather than focusing on non-verbal communication. Hiscock-Anisman suggests interviewers begin with a non-threatening question. "For example, when I was living in Texas and I was running inmates for one of my studies we asked, 'what was the first day like for you in prison?'" she said. She chose that question for two reasons: it was a vivid memory, and it was very likely to get a truthful answer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"There's no need to lie about your first day in prison, even if you're an inmate," she said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The first question is designed to give interviewers a baseline of sorts. It gives them an idea of how much detail someone provides when they are telling a story truthfully. Next, interviewers are supposed to ask the person to tell them about the event under investigation. Then they compare the two stories. Does the suspect use the same number of descriptive phrases? Is there the same kind of recall? All these things are very important when trying to turn a gut instinct about whether someone is lying, into something more rooted in specific patterns.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Then comes the harder question, which Hiscock-Anisman says often separates the liars from the truth-tellers. "I say, now what I want you to do is I want you to go back to that time and I want you to describe every single thing that happened but this time I want you to tell me what happened last and work all the way backwards," she said. She laughs. "A liar is going to have a hell of a time, right?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Try this the next time your teenager comes home late. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The point is, the research indicates that a person who is being honest tends to provide tons of little facts, anecdotal details that you only get from living a situation. In fact, Hiscock-Anisman says she's found that truth-tellers tend to add about 30 percent more detail than people who are lying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But there are still practical questions on how law enforcement might use this approach. San Diego's De Los Reyes says the system might work with someone who has to decided to talk, but what about someone who is refusing to cooperate? That's unclear. Even so, the San Diego Police Department has asked Colwell and Hiscock-Aninson to come back, to do more training.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/liar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i435.photobucket.com/albums/qq80/dreamweaverglassworks/liar.gif" alt="liar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Credits to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=111809280"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;www.npr.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/liar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i435.photobucket.com/albums/qq80/dreamweaverglassworks/liar.gif" alt="liar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/3309296736027895420-2112329413880452779?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2112329413880452779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=2112329413880452779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2112329413880452779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2112329413880452779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/liar-liar.html' title='Liar! Liar!'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-1524658753928730655</id><published>2009-08-14T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T02:01:33.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Marathon#1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa249/black_cesar555/MOVIES/knowingMoviePoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 316px;" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa249/black_cesar555/MOVIES/knowingMoviePoster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;We were watching different films after our first set of the periodical test. The movie "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;" caught my interest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;here's the &lt;u&gt;summary&lt;/u&gt; of the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;In the year 1959, a frightened and disturbed little girl named Lucinda was in school when her class was drawing up pictures for the school's time capsule, but Lucinda drew up a weird system of numbers and even was scratching at the school janitor's door. Now, 50 years later, John Koestler an astronomer and a professor at MIT is at his son, Caleb's school to open up the time capsule and was given Lucinda's system of numbers. When John was looking at the numbers, he quickly realized that it was some type of code that predicted the month, date and year of a specific disaster, and how many people died in that particular disaster. After witnessing a plane crash at Logan International Airport, and saving people from a freak New York Subway accident, John realizes that the last disaster on the code is the end of the world when one of the Sun's solar flares will scorch the Earth. Meanwhile, Caleb witnesses strange people who stalk him, and a little girl named Abby and her mother named Diana. Now, John and his son Caleb along with Abby and Diana must save as many people as they can from the Sun's solar flares while trying to find out about the strange people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Source:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0448011/plotsummary"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0448011/plotsummary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &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/3309296736027895420-1524658753928730655?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1524658753928730655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=1524658753928730655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/1524658753928730655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/1524658753928730655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-were-watching-different-films-after.html' title='Movie Marathon#1'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa249/black_cesar555/MOVIES/th_knowingMoviePoster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-2740080812141439302</id><published>2009-08-14T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T01:47:14.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='august 14 walang iwanan18th monthsary'/><title type='text'>14th of August</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 18th Monthsary besties!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;mii lhub yoo!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;At last we're already 18 months! Few months to go and it's our 2nd anniversary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smiley%20icon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i390.photobucket.com/albums/oo343/ZombiiNazii/icon_razzgif.png" alt="smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I woke up this 2 in the morning and studied my lessons for the upcoming periodical examination later this morning. I sent my greeting via text messaging and YM message. The&lt;s&gt; piggie&lt;/s&gt; treat us our all time favorite "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Cornetto&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" which was Choco Java flavor! yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/ice%20cream%20icon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i255.photobucket.com/albums/hh147/kushina_gitoe/icecream.gif" alt="Ice Cream icon Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;We spent the whole afternoon chit-chatting on a lot of stuffs! I had fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Today is also the last day of our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;First Periodical Test&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I was glad it's over! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally, it's over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smiley%20icon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm251/hvolman/icon_smiley_aplaus.gif" alt="Biggrin Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;As an over-all, I think the periodical test was fine! But right now, I'm crossing my fingers that I may be able to remain to the top of the class!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/pray%20icon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g62/martinsita/smile/icon_smile/icon_pray.gif" alt="pray Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt; Lord, grant my wish!&lt;/span&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/3309296736027895420-2740080812141439302?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2740080812141439302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=2740080812141439302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2740080812141439302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2740080812141439302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/14th-of-august.html' title='14th of August'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-6457786154827426915</id><published>2009-08-13T02:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T02:45:29.556-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wealth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>LOVE talk#1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Whenever there is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;there is always &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wealth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We were talking about&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in our religion class with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nanay Auring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;She read a short story about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;. The characters of the story were the c0uple-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;husband and wife&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and the three strangers- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;LOVE, WEALTH, and SUCCESS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;While the husband was at work, the three strangers came by to their house. The wife entertained them and asked them in. But the strangers refused her offer for they will be waiting for the husband outside. By the time her husband arrived, she asked the strangers to get in their house. One told the wife to choose who among the three of them she'll ask to go in her house. The wife consulted her husband. Her husband wanted &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wealth&lt;/span&gt; to come in. But the wife wanted &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;success.&lt;/span&gt; Withouth knowing, their grand-daughter were listening to their conversation and suggested to let &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;get inside their house. The couple accepted the kid's suggestion and asked &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to get in. In the end, Weath and Success followed Love inside the house for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;whenever there is Love.. there is always wealth and success!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smiley%20icon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i723.photobucket.com/albums/ww234/kenshinbatto/icon_wink.gif" alt="smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I was fascinated by the story for it was really true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just hope that someday we'll be able to remember this story and will guide us whenever we have lost our track!&lt;/span&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/3309296736027895420-6457786154827426915?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6457786154827426915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=6457786154827426915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6457786154827426915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6457786154827426915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-talk1.html' title='LOVE talk#1'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8736121120729894502</id><published>2009-08-13T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T02:25:40.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion class school'/><title type='text'>The Living Cory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha! We had just met our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Religion teacher&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;at school! &lt;/span&gt;My first impression? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's&lt;/span&gt; the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; living &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CORY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's not just my impression but ours! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fluent in English&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;white-complexioned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and there's something within her that makes her similiar to the late President Corazon&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Cory"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Aquino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well.. I haven't known her&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; yet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But I'll post &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;more&lt;/span&gt; about her as we get along our session meet-ups every &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Wednesdays&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I almost forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;.. Her name is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Auring&lt;/span&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/3309296736027895420-8736121120729894502?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8736121120729894502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8736121120729894502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8736121120729894502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8736121120729894502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/living-cory.html' title='The Living Cory'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-5937617132713239992</id><published>2009-08-11T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T05:26:52.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='under construction'/><title type='text'>UNDER CONSTRUCTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This blog is under construction :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This blog is under construction :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This blog is under construction :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;This blog is under construction :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This blog is under construction :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;This blog is under construction :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This blog is under construction :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;This blog is under construction :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This blog is under construction :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;This blog is under construction :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This blog is under construction :D&lt;/span&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/3309296736027895420-5937617132713239992?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5937617132713239992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=5937617132713239992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5937617132713239992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5937617132713239992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/under-construction.html' title='UNDER CONSTRUCTION'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-4979816672836274943</id><published>2009-08-11T04:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T05:03:42.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hatred enemy vampire enemy schoolmates'/><title type='text'>Vampire Enemy no.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lists of annoying people who keeps on getting into my nerves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enemy#1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I call her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; " the hydro-headed" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; rocker&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah! She's hydro-headed. Sound weird right? It's a weird word though. But I just can't find the perfect word to describe her. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mean? &lt;/span&gt;I don't think so.. She more than being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bitch? &lt;/span&gt;naaaw!! still, she's more than that! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hydro-headed! &lt;/span&gt;I think I shall call her in that silly name. Hydro-headed, based on my reliable brain power, hydro means water and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her head is filled with water that it became too big causing her to become too arrogant! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Enemy#2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The drama-queen&lt;/span&gt;. She's the ultimate stage princess and queen of "plastics". Every single moment with her is like having a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tupper ware party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enemy#3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friendly-user friendster. &lt;/span&gt;She's too good when your facing each other but she's more than your enemy when you turn your backs! She's the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; good-friend-when-she-needs-something&lt;/span&gt; type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Actually &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they're not just 3 but more than that! They're the worst kind of friends ever and the worst people ever! I wonder why those kind of people exist!&lt;/span&gt; Damn!&lt;/span&gt; I hate them!&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/3309296736027895420-4979816672836274943?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4979816672836274943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=4979816672836274943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4979816672836274943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4979816672836274943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/vampire-enemy-no1.html' title='Vampire Enemy no.1'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-6238186687387117208</id><published>2009-08-10T05:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T06:02:00.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president gloria macapagal arroyo new york dinner'/><title type='text'>Eat and Drink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE economic downturn hasn't persuaded everyone to pinch pennies. Philippines President &lt;strong&gt;Maria Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo&lt;/strong&gt; was at Le Cirque the other night with a large entourage enjoying the good life, even though the former comptroller of her country's armed serv ices, &lt;strong&gt;Carlos Garcia&lt;/strong&gt;, was found guilty earlier this year of per jury and two of his sons were arrested in the US on bulk cash-smuggling charges. Maca pagal-Arroyo ordered several bottles of very expensive wine, pushing the dinner tab up to $20,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/08072009/gossip/pagesix/eat_and_drink_183333.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/3309296736027895420-6238186687387117208?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6238186687387117208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=6238186687387117208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6238186687387117208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6238186687387117208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/eat-and-drink.html' title='Eat and Drink'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-2895778889236744601</id><published>2009-08-10T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T05:33:47.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now you tell me by J. Sparks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lb2Ou5dB02g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lb2Ou5dB02g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Is there anything that can make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to say to make it better&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you like this down and hurt so badly when you have been so kept together&lt;br /&gt;What’s this&lt;br /&gt;All this time I thought you didn’t need me&lt;br /&gt;Now I’ve gone from you and now you tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re in love but that was not what it was&lt;br /&gt;All those times that pass by&lt;br /&gt;When those times and now you’re telling me&lt;br /&gt;You miss me boy I couldn’t I see and my heart don’t&lt;br /&gt;agree with what you tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were nonchalant, strong and unaffected and you never wanted me to be there&lt;br /&gt;I never saw your heart that’s how close you kept it&lt;br /&gt;So right now I’m so unsure how to care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re in love but that was not what it was&lt;br /&gt;All those times that pass by&lt;br /&gt;When those times and now you’re telling me&lt;br /&gt;You miss me boy I couldn’t I see and my heart don’t&lt;br /&gt;agree with what you tell me&lt;br /&gt;You were nonchalant, strong and unaffected and you never wanted me to be there&lt;br /&gt;I never saw your heart that’s how close you kept it&lt;br /&gt;So right now I’m so unsure how to care&lt;br /&gt;what's this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re in love but that was not what it was&lt;br /&gt;All those times that pass by&lt;br /&gt;When those times and now you’re telling me&lt;br /&gt;You miss me boy I couldn’t I see and my heart don’t&lt;br /&gt;agree with what you tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re in love but that was not what it was&lt;br /&gt;All those times that pass by&lt;br /&gt;When those times and now you’re telling me&lt;br /&gt;You miss me boy I couldn’t I see and my heart don’t&lt;br /&gt;agree with what you tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No attention was given&lt;br /&gt;no affection from you to heal the hurt&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping&lt;br /&gt;I was wishing just to listen and to hear those words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re in love but that was not what it was&lt;br /&gt;All those times that pass by&lt;br /&gt;When those times and now you’re telling me&lt;br /&gt;You miss me boy I couldn’t I see and my heart don’t&lt;br /&gt;agree with what you tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re in love but that was not what it was&lt;br /&gt;All those times that pass by&lt;br /&gt;When those times and now you’re telling me&lt;br /&gt;You miss me boy I couldn’t I see and my heart don’t&lt;br /&gt;agree with what you tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Another Jordin Spark song which has attracted a lot of music geeks &lt;i&gt;global&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;way to go J. Sparks! ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-2895778889236744601?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2895778889236744601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=2895778889236744601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2895778889236744601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2895778889236744601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/now-you-tell-me-by-j-sparks.html' title='Now you tell me by J. Sparks!'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-3062008266583469712</id><published>2009-08-10T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T05:08:30.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roleplay love real life love affair'/><title type='text'>Blinded by reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; A lot of teenagers now a days are into online relationships where in fact  they barely know their so called "mate". &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Indonesians falling in love to a British. A British and Filipino showing mutual understandings and a lot more. Different races attract through online connections. The idea of being in love with a different race doesn't bother me, but the fact that you're in love &lt;b&gt; online &lt;/b&gt; made me wonder how those teens were able to make it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have this online group wherein we role play by using celebrity photos ( some role players use models as their portrayer ). I'm really much addicted to it due to the fact that we get the chance to befriend other teenagers, mostly from other Asian countries and European countries. Some Americans also join this online community. It's really fun! &lt;/b&gt; But sometimes, we just can't control the beating of our heart. We tend to get along with our feelings while role playing. We tend to bring the role play acts in our daily life. We tend to like someone not just in role play but also in reality. I have some RP friends who have their mates in RP, and I wonder if they're also mates in RL. Sometimes their role play is just too good that curiosity can't escape from me.&lt;i&gt; " Are they really in love in RL? "&lt;/i&gt; Well.. some are obviously &lt;i&gt;"yes'&lt;/i&gt;. But my question is &lt;i&gt; "Are they serious?&lt;/i&gt; They must be lucky enough to end up such relationship.  Are they really in love on the person behind the character? or are they only in love to the portrayer? Is it the fact that they can't have that &lt;b&gt;super-cute-and-super-famous-celebrity-used-by-the-puppeteer&lt;/b&gt; that's why they just choose to fall in love to that character just to feel the feeling of having that &lt;b&gt;super-cute-and-super-famous-celebrity&lt;/b&gt; as their mate? or is it really the spark which has developed between the two of you that you we're not able to notice that you're slowly falling for that someone and you just can't explain why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; The questions just keep on running inside my brain. Sometimes I just wanna approach these fellas and ask them my questions. &lt;i&gt;*sighs*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&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/3309296736027895420-3062008266583469712?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3062008266583469712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=3062008266583469712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3062008266583469712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3062008266583469712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/blinded-by-reality.html' title='Blinded by reality'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-6017205924909521102</id><published>2009-07-30T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T05:44:07.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutrition Month Culminating Activity</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First blog post related to our July school celebration.. *grins*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We just had our Nutrition Month- Culminating Activity this day. In the morning we had our cooking contest. The whole class and the whole high school department were busy preparing their special menus for the contest. I believe we all did our best and we all did  mouth-watering dishes. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was not assigned to cook due to the fact that I really don't know how to cook( but as far as I have remembered, I think I was assigned to prepare the beverage, but everything was not under control this day ) I spent the whole morning documenting the event.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/camera.png"&gt; In every flash of the camera, I have took a single memorable moment that I am sure we will treasure for the rest of our high school years. By 11am, we all prepared the dishes for our presentation to the panel of judges. The judges were the teachers who roam around table to table. After the judging, we rushed ourselves to the dinning table to get our share from our prepared food. I was dying and was craving for the "taco shell" but unfortunately, I only had the plate left for me. Everyone was having a feast on our dish. It's like an eat all you can access where people are pushing their selves into the thick crowd. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;By lunch time, I started to prepare myself for the Mr. and Ms. Nutrition which will be held later that afternoon. Eljie Ann helped me on the make up stuff while Rovie Mae and Kherstine helped me to iron my hair. I would also like to grab the oppurtunity to thank my sponsors: Lourde Mae for my black casual dress, Shemar for my pink tube, Desiree for my pink and black high-heel sandals and Ate Jess for my short pants worn on our talent presentation. It was a tight competition. Everybody were doing their best. I never expected to win the competition- I never expected to be in the top 5 either. I jsut did my part and my performance was for my fellow classmates wherein I don't like to fail them and for myself too, for I want to prove something. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the end, I was crowned as Ms. Nutrition while Charles Benedict Fabroa was Mr. Nutrition. Julia Labor was the 1st runner up and Henri Lepon for the male category. Ahljay Manatad and Joshua Labor landed on the 2nd runner up. Congrats! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-6017205924909521102?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6017205924909521102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=6017205924909521102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6017205924909521102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6017205924909521102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/nutrition-month-culminating-activity.html' title='Nutrition Month Culminating Activity'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-2360006738818124079</id><published>2009-07-24T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T04:15:55.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karma bad day'/><title type='text'>xhet! bLooperrsh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Behold! The clumsy is here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clumsy&lt;/span&gt;. I spent the whole afternoon doing silly stuffs! ugh! I hate myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fell down&lt;/span&gt; from the carpool&lt;/span&gt; while I was about to depart. It was very silly and I was really embarassed! oh my! I almost died of embrassment. Good thing&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Adrian&lt;/span&gt; was there to catch me! He's a God-sent angel! awts! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;broke&lt;/span&gt; my niece's jar&lt;/span&gt;. *sighs* And I had to replace the same jar before my evil sister finds out. I immediately ran to the public market and spent my savings for that jar! *sobs* urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day really marks some bad memories. I hate this day! Is this &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;karma&lt;/span&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/3309296736027895420-2360006738818124079?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2360006738818124079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=2360006738818124079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2360006738818124079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2360006738818124079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/xhet-blooperrsh.html' title='xhet! bLooperrsh!'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8457254912111647731</id><published>2009-07-20T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T04:00:16.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm Sick.. not with any diseases and illnesses but with the way I'm living my life right now. I'm sick and confused and I don't know if it's over or not. I feel like I'm totally wrecked and I'm ruined- my body, my mind and soul. Will I ever change the way this sickness is killing me? or will I remain trapped inside this invisible chamber?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need answers. I need myself. I need help!&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/3309296736027895420-8457254912111647731?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8457254912111647731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8457254912111647731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8457254912111647731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8457254912111647731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/sick.html' title='Sick!'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8235189969610591989</id><published>2009-07-17T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T04:13:36.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tongue Tied'/><title type='text'>Tongue Tied</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;||Tongue Tied||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright cold silver moon&lt;br /&gt;Tonight alone in my room&lt;br /&gt;You were here just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Slight turn of the head&lt;br /&gt;Eyes down when you said&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need my life to change&lt;br /&gt;Seems like something's just aren't the same&lt;br /&gt;What could I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more luck than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit&lt;br /&gt;And every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I'll need a little good luck to get me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more help than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stare up at the stars&lt;br /&gt;I wonder just where you are&lt;br /&gt;You feel a million miles away&lt;br /&gt;(I wonder just where you are)&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I said?&lt;br /&gt;Or something I never did?&lt;br /&gt;Or was I always in the way?&lt;br /&gt;(Was it something I did?)&lt;br /&gt;Could someone tell me what to say to just make you stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more luck than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit&lt;br /&gt;And every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more help than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it feels like the end&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be here again&lt;br /&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;br /&gt;What it takes I don't care&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna make it I swear&lt;br /&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more luck than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit&lt;br /&gt;But every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more help than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it feels like the end&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be here again&lt;br /&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it takes I don't care&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna make it I swear&lt;br /&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more luck than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit&lt;br /&gt;But every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more help than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it feels like the end&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be here again&lt;br /&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it takes I don't care&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna make it I swear&lt;br /&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|| song by Faber drive||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I writing this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple! I just had my first dance ever with a guy buddy during our stage play this afternoon. Unexpectedly, I felt comfortable dancing with him despite the awkward cheering of the audiences. I may scream of embarrassment recalling the dance, but it was very comfortable to think of. I don't know if it's our friendship which helps me feel so comfortable during that dance. But whatever the other hypothesis is.. I'm just ignoring those stuffs for several reasons: First, it's obviously impossible.. Second, we both have our different lives and different paths.. Third, I think it's much better to settle on being "just friends" and nothing more. Because once you start thinking about it.. you'll start to break your friendship and start building a new level of relationship. Tongue Tied.. I just can't forget that song.&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/3309296736027895420-8235189969610591989?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8235189969610591989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8235189969610591989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8235189969610591989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8235189969610591989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/tongue-tied.html' title='Tongue Tied'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-3825345427698471148</id><published>2009-07-11T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:14:03.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusions'/><title type='text'>Loving someone you don't love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What if you love a person you don't love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* very complicated isn't it? I think that's what I'm experiencing right now. Sometimes I'm confused if I really love him. I don't know if I'm sure of my love for him. I know that he loves me more than I could love him. And I'm afraid that maybe I couldn't give him back enough love. I don't know  and I'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I really like this guy and I'm crushing on him since then. That time, we still don't have communications. I only see him in our neighborhood. I don't his name. But when I had the chance to get to know him, I kinda like him more for the first week of our get-to-know-more stage. Loving him is not difficult. He's very kind, and gentle. He's rare. He's honest and truthful. He's one of a kind- i think! But I'm kinda confused of my feelings. After knowing that he liked me too, I kinda hesitated to take back my words on him after confessing to him that I like him too! I don't wanna hurt him and I don't wanna loose the person who really love me. But will I be too selfish if I let him love me but I couldn't love him back enough? I don't really know! But maybe I'll just take this. I know I'll surpass all these confusions.&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/3309296736027895420-3825345427698471148?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3825345427698471148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=3825345427698471148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3825345427698471148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3825345427698471148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/loving-someone-you-dont-love.html' title='Loving someone you don&apos;t love..'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-714046315796577907</id><published>2009-07-08T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T08:03:57.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone too soon: Goodbye MJ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gone to soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last June 25, 2009- the whole world was shocked by the spreading news of the King of Pop- Michael Jackson's sudden death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very unexpected that the King of Pop whom everybody idolized so much died in a sudden and mysterious case.&lt;br /&gt;I was in a performance that time in Marcopolo, one of the high-class hotels here in my place. Me and the rest of my co-dancers did not believe the rumors about MJ's death until we we were able to pass by a tuned in radio. The radio announcer reported the details of MJ's death. We were all in a state of shock that time. I admit, I kinda felt delighted of the fact that MJ died. But as I was able to get home and as I was able to hear every television shows featuring MJ's contribution to the world, I was really impressed. He was indeed a very good gentleman- based on the reviews and statements I have heard about him. He was truly the King of Pop for a reason. He was indeed worthy to be idolized and I can say that he deserve all those cheering and screaming crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 8, 2009 (Philippine time) - Goodbye MJ and may you rest in peace! May you find happiness and contentment where ever you are! You deserve all the love from your families and fans!&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/3309296736027895420-714046315796577907?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/714046315796577907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=714046315796577907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/714046315796577907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/714046315796577907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/gone-too-soon-goodbye-mj.html' title='Gone too soon: Goodbye MJ!'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-2172141758393344141</id><published>2009-06-09T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T06:15:49.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 1- First day of S.Y. 2009-2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First day of school! Welcome back to school! Classes once again. Time travels so fast:) I'm already in my Junior year in highschool! One moe year to go and I'm already a Senior. Sounds very exciting for me! And as expected during first week of classes, I woke up at 5am. My brother drove us on our way to school. I'm not pretty much excited but I was glad to see my classmates once again. I was glad to see my BFFs, the "Walang Iwanan". We took our seats. Khersy and Madz beside me; Chai beside Khersy; W.I in one column! :D Aside from all these heart-warming experiences, I also recieved my payment during our summer job :D At home, I got pissed off because the internet connection is still missing in action! I hate it! I miss my Rp world and I miss London Bridge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-horshiie-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-2172141758393344141?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2172141758393344141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=2172141758393344141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2172141758393344141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2172141758393344141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-1-first-day-of-sy-2009-2010.html' title='June 1- First day of S.Y. 2009-2010'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-2484115643443606117</id><published>2009-05-20T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T05:38:16.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Official New Moon Poster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/ShP5l9nEsnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/4TjPL_GwOMA/s1600-h/newmoonposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/ShP5l9nEsnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/4TjPL_GwOMA/s320/newmoonposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337884413953094258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New moon official poster! kyaa!! ILY!!!&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/3309296736027895420-2484115643443606117?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2484115643443606117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=2484115643443606117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2484115643443606117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2484115643443606117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/05/official-new-moon-poster.html' title='Official New Moon Poster'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/ShP5l9nEsnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/4TjPL_GwOMA/s72-c/newmoonposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-6066828415233737135</id><published>2009-05-18T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T05:34:54.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of "Three"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's talk about numbers. *laughs* Well, specifically on number three! wee three! What about three? Ovbiously, it's a number which comes after 2 and before 4; it's also the sum when 1 is added to 2; the difference when 5 is subtracted to 2; and lastly a number usually mispronounced as "TREE!" LOL! But getting into the point, I would like to expand my best regards to my incoming THIRD year highschool calssmates for the next school year. Third year..  JUNIORS! No more fooling around guys. No more childish fights. We're juniors.. we're close to being Seniors. Let's be mature! GO! Go! Thrid year- Symmetry S.Y 2009-2010. Hope to see you all in your best condition SOON! :)&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/3309296736027895420-6066828415233737135?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6066828415233737135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=6066828415233737135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6066828415233737135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6066828415233737135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/05/speaking-of-three.html' title='Speaking of &quot;Three&quot;'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-5651832497358079050</id><published>2009-05-18T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T05:29:23.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's talk about "SCHOOL"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Summer days are about to end. And what's next? Anotehr combination of HEAVEN and HELL- as always. School.. Teachers..Schoolmates..Classmates..Subjects..Lessons..Activities and Home works.. ANotehr year to nurish our brain, to boost our knowledge and to expand our skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to greet all the students s "Happy Back to School Life!" Wish we would all enjoy this new school year. Good Luck loves! *winks*&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/3309296736027895420-5651832497358079050?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5651832497358079050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=5651832497358079050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5651832497358079050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5651832497358079050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-talk-about-school.html' title='Let&apos;s talk about &quot;SCHOOL&quot;'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-5906088758103766283</id><published>2009-05-17T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T02:46:07.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To infinity and beyond- summer escapade09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May 17- The entire family headed for Intusan Beach Resort located in Taboc, Danao, Cebu City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The location did not surprised me a bit because days before that day, I already searched photos from this resort via internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Sg_bkZOgsnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9EY84tjR7V4/s1600-h/intusan+summer09+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Sg_bkZOgsnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9EY84tjR7V4/s320/intusan+summer09+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336725501750850162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;taking a pose with my brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Sg_bkBBcV6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/j_ihU2aPSyk/s1600-h/intusan+summer09+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Sg_bkBBcV6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/j_ihU2aPSyk/s320/intusan+summer09+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336725495253587874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;having fun with Mr.Turtle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Sg_bkKjgwfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/IaoqFMR4On4/s1600-h/intusan+summer09+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Sg_bkKjgwfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/IaoqFMR4On4/s320/intusan+summer09+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336725497812402674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[bleh!!] chillin out under the coconut tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Sg_bj9hKQ-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/fK-l9BpS_x8/s1600-h/intusan+summer09+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Sg_bj9hKQ-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/fK-l9BpS_x8/s320/intusan+summer09+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336725494312879074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[weee!] SLIDE and SPLASH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more pictures visit my facebook account! XD&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/3309296736027895420-5906088758103766283?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5906088758103766283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=5906088758103766283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5906088758103766283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5906088758103766283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-infinity-and-beyond-summer.html' title='To infinity and beyond- summer escapade09'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Sg_bkZOgsnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9EY84tjR7V4/s72-c/intusan+summer09+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-3697337269225450866</id><published>2009-05-16T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T04:43:46.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Sg6myu4zSRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/e1rhgo5RYWc/s1600-h/nothing1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Sg6myu4zSRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/e1rhgo5RYWc/s320/nothing1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336385998990559506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Most Lovable person eh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so true.. [haha!]&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/3309296736027895420-3697337269225450866?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3697337269225450866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=3697337269225450866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3697337269225450866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/3697337269225450866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/05/most-lovable-person-eh-so-true.html' title=''/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/Sg6myu4zSRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/e1rhgo5RYWc/s72-c/nothing1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-6251722968867960720</id><published>2009-05-16T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T04:42:05.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer headache!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;summer headache!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's summer! Nothing can change that but the fact of having the most boring summer ever made me feel unconditionally upset. I felt so retarded and so bored. I have made silly decisions in my life and it ruined the perfect summer plan I wished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! Summer disaster &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-6251722968867960720?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6251722968867960720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=6251722968867960720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6251722968867960720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6251722968867960720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-headache.html' title='summer headache!'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-5055601901368850346</id><published>2009-05-15T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T00:37:48.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RP brought to RL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Alec Volturi is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Alec Volturi is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Alec Volturi is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Alec Volturi is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Alec Volturi is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE&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/3309296736027895420-5055601901368850346?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5055601901368850346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=5055601901368850346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5055601901368850346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5055601901368850346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/05/rp-brought-to-rl.html' title='RP brought to RL'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-6241037687064210323</id><published>2009-05-14T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:59:18.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful in my eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pxfNRUxWvTs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pxfNRUxWvTs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I super love this song.. I'm not really a huge fan of Jericho Rosales but the way he sang this song gives me goosebumps! *laughs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-6241037687064210323?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6241037687064210323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=6241037687064210323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6241037687064210323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6241037687064210323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiful-in-my-eyes.html' title='Beautiful in my eyes'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8320478993030659089</id><published>2009-05-08T23:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:53:25.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor lautner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justjared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selena gomez'/><title type='text'>Selena Gomez &amp; Taylor Lautner: New Couple?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SgUoLPeOVFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WzqwVU_yvDg/s1600-h/selena-gomez-taylor-lautner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SgUoLPeOVFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WzqwVU_yvDg/s320/selena-gomez-taylor-lautner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333713507287192658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selena Gomez ducks her head as she and good friend Taylor Lautner leave from a lunch date in Vancouver on Thursday afternoon (April 23).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined by Selena’s mom Mandy, the duo enjoyed catching up over coffee at Caffe Artigiano. Taylor and Selena left with the help of a handler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selena is currently in town filming Beezus &amp; Ramona while Taylor is shooting the much-antipated Twilight sequel, New Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK — would Selena and Taylor make a cute couple — YAY or NAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to: &lt;a href="http://justjaredjr.buzznet.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-8320478993030659089?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8320478993030659089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8320478993030659089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8320478993030659089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8320478993030659089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/05/selena-gomez-taylor-lautner-new-couple.html' title='Selena Gomez &amp; Taylor Lautner: New Couple?'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SgUoLPeOVFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WzqwVU_yvDg/s72-c/selena-gomez-taylor-lautner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-290144704671492895</id><published>2009-05-08T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:50:54.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selena Gomez &amp; Taylor Lautner: Cactus Club Cute</title><content type='html'>Selena Gomez and Taylor Lautner make a break for their car as they exit The Cactus Club in Coquitlam, BC on Saturday afternoon (April 25).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJJ reader Iris wrote in with more tidbits about the blossoming friendship, saying, “They were in Metropolis (Metrotown) before they caught dinner at The Cactus Club. They went to see Obsessed with Beyonce afterwards.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selena even gave Taylor a hug! All together now, “Awwwwwww!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-290144704671492895?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/290144704671492895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=290144704671492895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/290144704671492895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/290144704671492895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/05/selena-gomez-taylor-lautner-cactus-club.html' title='Selena Gomez &amp; Taylor Lautner: Cactus Club Cute'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-6770947764078812057</id><published>2009-03-31T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T02:34:47.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be recognized., be Proud., </title><content type='html'>Be Recognized and be proud of it for another school year has ended. 10 months of hard work, 10 months on burning our evening candles, 10 months with smiles and tears, 10 months with boring and fun sessions, 10 months with quarrels, chit-chatting and backbiting schoolmates, 10 months.. and now, it has ended. It seemed like everything happened in a rush. It seemed like yesterday was still the first day of classes. It seemed like only one night had just passed before the recognition day, the closing day. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would just like to congratulate the awardees, all our hard works had turned into brilliant medals and colorful ribbons. And to those who left empty handed, it didn't mean that you were failures. Even though, you were not given medals and ribbons, but still I am sure that you have gained enough knowledge that you should be proud of. Being an acheiver doesn't mean that you need to have all the medals and ribbons, but it on what you have learned and what you have shared to others. Medals and ribbons are just things, they can be lost at a snap of a hand, but knowledge means power. It cannot be taken away from you. It's one of our treasures in life which will remain with us for the rest of our lives. Everyone of us deserves to be congratulated and be recognized!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-6770947764078812057?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6770947764078812057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=6770947764078812057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6770947764078812057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6770947764078812057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/be-recognized-be-proud.html' title='Be recognized., be Proud., '/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-1726865232355676077</id><published>2009-03-27T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:21:07.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Harmony!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;GO Harmony!! It has been about one year since we stepped on the doors of our second year life. One year is about to end for this second year in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt;.. second year as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; classmates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To admit, it was really a tough journey for all of us!! And it was like a roller coaster ride. Some were left behind. Others stayed to the top. Some gave way, while some turned and waited for the rest. In the end, we stood hand in hand. We cried and laughed, we sang and danced, we fought, we became united, we were ourselves. 31 different personalities bonded together with a smile and magic. We've been enemies, and we've been also partners in crime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My letter to the Harmonies:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harmony,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;First of all you might wonder why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; writing a letter to you. Well, actually I was bored. A lot of things were happening lately. And as I came to ponder some things, I realized that it's already the end of our second year life. I then came to recall some of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bonding&lt;/span&gt; together. We were partners in crimes at times, we became united. I just can't forget those times. And recenty, I have noticed that our bonding got tighter. It was during the variety show. It only showed that at this point of time, we're already comfortable with each other, though there were times we cannot control our temper. We sometimes fought. But I believe that's part of our trials as one united and firm group. I just wanna thank you for everything. I do hope that as we continue our highschool life and as we proceed to the third year in HS, we may be more comfortable and open to one another. I I;m also hoping for the day that we may treat each other as brothers and sisters, friends forever and classmates forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;With love and care,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fragiile.,/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-1726865232355676077?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1726865232355676077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=1726865232355676077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/1726865232355676077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/1726865232355676077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/go-harmony.html' title='Go Harmony!!'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-574886295676785434</id><published>2009-03-12T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T03:23:16.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly me to success!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Success!! What a sweet word. IT makes me crave for something too impossible to have. Speaking of success, I'm actually day-dreaming for it right now. OMG! I've been thinking about this lately. And i just cannot find the perfect answer for all these questions. "Shall i push through with my plan in joining the audition for the PBB teen edition?" Is it right to be absent on my Ballet class for the sake of this audition?" "Can anyone give me an idea how the audition will be like?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these freaky questions are keeping me insane. I'm very much interested to join the audition. But I don't have the guts to ask permission to my ballet teacher about this matter. Lastly, I don't really have the idea what i'll be doing during the audition proper. waaa!! I need help! Lord!!&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/3309296736027895420-574886295676785434?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/574886295676785434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=574886295676785434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/574886295676785434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/574886295676785434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/fly-me-to-success.html' title='Fly me to success!'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8626974396791982147</id><published>2009-03-09T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T05:14:27.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress level</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things were getting super stressful and uber tiring to all of us! Things were as if in a rush, now a days. It's as if the end of the world! Projects here, assignments there, tests everywhere. And to add another stressful thing in my messy life, here comes my Ballet classes every Saturday and Sunday. From Mondays to Fridays, all minds are set at school. Every Saturdays and Sundays, body and soul is dedicated to my Ballet lessons. Sometimes I came to wonder how can I spend leisure time with myself? How can I promote my beauty rest? Sometimes, I just wanna quit and stop the game. But sometimes, I came to ponder at some things. Things wherein for other youths, these are dreams too impossible to catch, like a star in our night sky millios of lightyears away. If i'm gonna quit, it simply means i'm an ultimate loser and I don't deserve anything. I just wasted the opportunities and blessings. As of now, things may be so unclear. The path to success may not be so sure. But one thing is for sure, I cannot reach the top if I never try. Sometimes, it's just so hard to think of some words to encourage and bring back your spirits high. Sometimes, temptation keeps us from working and striving hard. Sometimes, it's just uncontentment which puts us down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, it's just too much. Too much for a young fella like me, who also wishes for a youthful and enjoyable teenage lifestyle. Not all the time, I can put my heart, mind and soul in my work and career. Sometimes I just have to spend time with my family, and my best friends. There are times where I missed fun times with my family and friends. While they are having fun with each other, I'm at school or at the ballet studio keeping my butts working. It's unfair to my part, to my family and to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we just have to accept the fact that I'm different from the others and I'm a youth with an obligation to my Ballet life, School life, and family.. ^_^ haaay!! It's just so hard to accept!&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/3309296736027895420-8626974396791982147?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8626974396791982147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8626974396791982147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8626974396791982147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8626974396791982147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/stress-level.html' title='Stress level'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-2650346001470750541</id><published>2009-01-22T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T03:45:02.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinulog 2009! Viva pit Senior!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Viva Pit Senior! It was a very memorable and fun experience to be able to participate the 2009 Sinulog celebration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People from different lacalities and countries crowded Cebu City to participate Sinulog. Different contingents and dances joined forces for the street dancing dediacted to the child Jesus. One beat, One dance, One vision. Despite the crisis we are currently experiencing, people still participated in the grand event. To ensure security and peace, great number of policemen were assigned to different destinations. CWTS students also helped maintain the order of the street dancing activity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been with my friends and at the same time, groupmates. We really had fun and we appreciated the event very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-2650346001470750541?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2650346001470750541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=2650346001470750541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2650346001470750541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2650346001470750541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/sinulog-2009-viva-pit-senior.html' title='Sinulog 2009! Viva pit Senior!'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8429828368360775464</id><published>2008-12-30T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:50:19.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008-A year to end, 2009-anOther story to unfoLd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;At last, year 2008 has come to an end. Its seemed like yesterday when this year started. And now, the rainy cool weather marks December 31, the 365&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; day of 2008. The last date in the 2008 calendar. The end of another year which unfolds another year to start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Raindrops, cold air, wet surroundings, and slippery floor. I guess this will be the last weather we can remember as the year ends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Year2008- this year marks a very significant spot in my life. It's like a stain which cannot be removed by anybody. Even me, myself cannot take control of this- good or bad, positive or negative.. those stuffs had made me what I am today, and I learned and earned something from them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;January2008- I had so much fun. One thing I cannot forget is when I had the chance to participate Sinulog with my classmates. It was also the first time that I saw, "Jonathan'- sikay's brother, he's some kinda cute! ^-^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;February2008- I recieved a very special letter from a very special friend. And in fact, I still have the letter kept inside my closet. Among all the letters I recieved, this letter is the best. As of those times, I may not find the value of the sender, but as days pass by, every breath I take, its as if he's already a part of me. And in fact, i love him. (I hope he feels the same way too!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;March2008- I wonder what happened during these days. Waah!! My stupid brain cannot process..No idea! Can't remember special events. O.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April2008- Walang Iwanan month. I became best friends with Khersy, Madz and Chai.I'm a proud YFC member!! Yehbebiyeh!! I had a new crush, He was Renjie, co-YFC member. But this stupid infatuation has led me to nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May2008- We had our AYC in Bogo. I had fun! I got really addicted to the violin. Got really addicted to Leigh. ^-^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JUNE-DECEMBER2008- M i x e d emotions.  A lot of things happen on these months. I can't barely remember some. On these months I&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; cried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smiled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;laughed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sang,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; danced&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Behind all these emotions, there's one thing i was very sure of-I was myself. There were times that I got so broken and so hurt-I felt so empty, I felt so alone, I felt so shameful, I felt so harmful. But there were also times I felt so safe, so happy, so contented, so loved, so lucky and so blessed. I guess life's simply the way it is. Sometimes I'm a looser-I fail but I tried to overcome failure. I stand, I walk, I heal those wounds. And finally, I continue my journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe Year2008 will never be prosperous without all those people behind me- including those who pulled me down. I'm so thankful that they were there all throughout the year. And to mention them, here are the list of people whom I whole-heartedly thanked for doing a great part in me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- to my mom and dad who never failed to give their unending love to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walang iwanan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Chai, who never failed to give me advices whenever I need some. Khersy, who never fail to make me laugh. Madz, who was always right beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERCS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Chleo, Shemar and Rovie Mae. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classmates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teachers and mentors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leigh Cellano&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- who gave my heart reasons to smile everyday. Tnx for being a great friend. He really left an unremovable print in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YFC friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- who were always ready to fill my senses with spiritual lectures and advices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Henri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(chai's bai)- for being xo cute and friendly to W.I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;schoolmates&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who did nothing but to backbite me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wanna extend my heartful thanks to those people listed up there for making my life colorful and meaningful. You were the one who made me realize some things in life. I hope we'll never part as another year starts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy New Year! May you have a prosperous year! Keep Safe and God Bless!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Goodbye 2008 and Welcome 2009! ^_~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-8429828368360775464?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8429828368360775464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8429828368360775464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8429828368360775464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8429828368360775464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-year-to-end-2009-another-story-to.html' title='2008-A year to end, 2009-anOther story to unfoLd'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-4097581758889336747</id><published>2008-12-19T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T20:15:03.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Ballet Studio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SUxxK8kI6MI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9NMphjGrdrY/s1600-h/www+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281720895869085890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SUxxK8kI6MI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9NMphjGrdrY/s320/www+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SUxxKmPG95I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/sZJWEIbFuqw/s1600-h/www+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281720889875298194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SUxxKmPG95I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/sZJWEIbFuqw/s320/www+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SUxxJ7wkvuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TMiF4A8KqqM/s1600-h/www+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281720878472937186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SUxxJ7wkvuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TMiF4A8KqqM/s320/www+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SUxxKoLTvDI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v9BY05NW9-w/s1600-h/www+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281720890396228658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SUxxKoLTvDI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v9BY05NW9-w/s320/www+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These pictures were taken in the Ballet studio inside the dressing room while waiting for our class to start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-4097581758889336747?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4097581758889336747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=4097581758889336747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4097581758889336747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4097581758889336747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/at-ballet-studio.html' title='At the Ballet Studio'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SUxxK8kI6MI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9NMphjGrdrY/s72-c/www+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-7051265205370612005</id><published>2008-12-19T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T20:01:06.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to San Fernando-December19-20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just arrived home from San Fernando, Cebu from a very disastrous performance ever! Along with me was my co-dancers and teachers from our school. All of us were being transported by a school bus which was just enough for 40 dancers. We arrived in San Fernando at around 5pm. The show was suppose to start at exactly 8pm, but instead it started past 9pm. I was really pissed of because from the minute we arrived in the venue, we were really very socked to see a whole mess around us! The place was so untidy-plastic wrappers, dusts, and the worst- broken glasses!! All these stuffs were scattered everywhere and every corner our eyes could set upon. That time I was able to ask myself- "Are we really welcome in this place?". If so, how come their not prepared? The officials in-charged should have cleaned the venue the hour before we arrived, the sound system must be ready and checked and they could have provided some lights to enlighted us during that deep hour of the night in the backstage so that we won't have a very hard time changing for our costumes. To admit it, I was not on the mood to perform. Aside from those craps, the audiences were also very immoral, undisciplined, informal, and lastly perverts! By the looks on their faces and by every actions they make, I can conclude that those people has poor education. They don't know the true meaning of art, most especially the dances we presented to them that night. And sad to think, it was really a bullshit that we traveled very far from the center point of Cebu to the near ends in the South with our aim which is to share, to entertain and to encourage people. But for them, those aim were simply a trash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was indeed very insulting to my part because I felt that we were not given enough previlage for our own convinience. But then, i also realized that somehow, we should be thankful to them because they helped us come to think to the point that not all people have similar characteristics and personality. It is on the performer's hand how he'll handle audiences which are bullies and undisciplined audiences. I have concluded that as a performer, our work does not only revolve on executing the steps, adding emotions to your dances, and entertaining people, but it also includes handling your audiences and converting those bullies into better ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-7051265205370612005?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7051265205370612005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=7051265205370612005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/7051265205370612005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/7051265205370612005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/trip-to-san-fernando-december19-20.html' title='Trip to San Fernando-December19-20'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-4189407187180464210</id><published>2008-12-15T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T03:37:54.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>voice of a dancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am Marie Eloise Enriquez. I believe I was born to be someone and to make something out of nothing. I believe that I can be something out of dancing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Currently, I'm a scholar of "Turning pointe" ballet school in Montebello, and a Ballet major in Mandaue City School for the Arts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being a ballet dancer is a great honor for me. I'm fully aware that a lot of ladies out there are wishing upon a star for a good ballet opportunity. Ballet for many people are indeed a very awesome art. Grace, beauty, and passion.. they make the whole crowd scream for ballet. Every action, every movement, every plies, every turns and leaps represents grace and beauty in a dancer. Ballet with it's great history also comes with great dedication and discipline. I believe without these two things, a dancer will never succeed. A ballerina must also contain self-confidence, peace of mind, focus and love to work. Each ballerina should have inspirations to be able to reach the brightest starts in their dreams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have done a lot of ballet presentations since Grade 3. Obviously, i started so small. As far as i could rememeber, I was the black sheep in our Ballet class when i was in grade 3. Sometimes, i get very jealous to my classmates for I have seen very much grace into their works. But later on, I was able to continue my ballet lessons. When i was in grade 4-5, our Ballet teacher was Mrs. Ofelia Sandiego, the wife of Val Sandiego. Both were widely known in the field of dance and in fact, they owned the "Sandiego dance company" in Cebu! When I was in Grade 6, my Ballet teacher was Ms. Katrina Cortes. She's also a great ballerina. During her teachings, sh taught me a lot of things and I was in a lot of performances that time. We conducted recitals. I also starred in one of our recitals which was entitled "Pocahontas". I played Pocahontas' part. I was also sent to PHSA in Makiling for a ballet workshop. And now, i'm having Friday and Saturday ballet lessons in Montebello. I have discovered that I still have a lot more to learn in Ballet and I'm not that really very good. But i'm happy because I can still catch up in our lessons even though I stopped doing Ballet lessons for a couple of months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As of now, i'm also accepting gigs and some Ballet request within Cebu City along with my balletmates so that we'LL also have extra income to supply our school needs and costume bills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-4189407187180464210?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4189407187180464210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=4189407187180464210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4189407187180464210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4189407187180464210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/voice-of-dancer.html' title='voice of a dancer'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-1845640535408799038</id><published>2008-12-05T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:36:44.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TwiLight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When Bella Swan (Kristen Stewart) reluctantly moved to the perpetually overcast town of Forks, WA, and set out to carve a niche for herself, she assumed it would be one similar to the low-profile social position she held back in Phoenix. First on the list of surprises was the unfamiliar attention from the male population of her new high school; second, the attention from one male in particular: Edward Cullen, Vampire (Robert Pattinson). Before long, the unlikely soul mates find themselves in a passionate relationship with a variety of significant setbacks, including Edward's special-needs diet (he doesn't eat humans, but Bella's scent inspires a nearly impossible to harness bloodlust) and the human girl's mortality. Though things proceed relatively smoothly at first (Edward even introduces Bella to his adoptive vampire family), a visiting vampire clan consisting of James (Cam Gigandet), Victoria (Rachelle Lefevre), and Laurent (Edi Gathegi) catches Bella's unique scent and threatens the young couple's budding, if dangerous, happiness. James, known for his powerful tracking ability, becomes obsessed with making Bella his next victim. Fearing for Bella's safety and that of her loved ones, the Cullens must combine their collective talents in order to stop the highly predatory James before his goal is accomplished. ~ Tracie Cooper, All Movie Guide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Twilight is really amazing adn super cooL. So far, the story was really unique and very unusual compared to some other love stories. The actors really fit their role and i was very shocked by their transformations. Robert Pattinson offstage was not really cool for me. But OMG!! He was really rockin by worLd when he was in Twilight. He was so hot!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-1845640535408799038?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1845640535408799038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=1845640535408799038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/1845640535408799038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/1845640535408799038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='TwiLight'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-6979955234255602390</id><published>2008-11-21T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T04:03:07.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If i were a boy-beyonce</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.musicdumper.com/playlistplayer.swf" width="280" height="115" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="height=115&amp;amp;width=280&amp;amp;file=http://www.musicdumper.com/get.php?id=687474703a2f2f7777772e77727a7574612e706c2f6175642f66696c652f646976364b4c62344f432f2e6d7033&amp;amp;screencolor=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;logo=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f165/alexdale1/dumperimg/logo-1.gif&amp;amp;showstop=true&amp;amp;repeat=true&amp;amp;usefullscreen=false&amp;amp;showdownload=false&amp;amp;autostart=true" allowfullscreen="false" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee width="250"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicdumper.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Now Playing &gt; &gt; &gt; If I Were A Boy - Beyonce at musicdumper.com - your best mp3 music codes and downloads site!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicdumper.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.musicdumper.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourmanga.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Manga Anime Reader FREE at www.OurManga.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form name="searchform" onsubmit="if(document.searchform.search.value==''){alert('Sorry your search can not be blank!');return false;}" action="http://www.musicdumper.com/index.php" method="get"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input size="30" name="search"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search Free Mp3's" name="submit"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="page"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="changeurl"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beyonce If I Were a Boy Lyrics:If I were a boy Even just for a day I’d roll out of bed in the morning And throw on what I wanted and go Drink beer with the guys And chase after girls I’d kick with who I wanted And I'd never get confonted for it Cause they’d stick up for me. [Chorus] If I were a boy I think I could understand How it feels to love a girl I swear I’d be a better man. I’d listen to her Cause I know how it hurts When you lose the one you wanted Cause he’s taken you for granted And everything you had got destroyed [ Find more Lyrics at &lt;a style="COLOR: #555; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.mp3lyrics.org/Mj4o"&gt;www.mp3lyrics.org/Mj4o&lt;/a&gt; ]If I were a boy I would just turn off my phone Tell everyone it's broken So they think that I was sleeping alone I’d put myself first And make the rules as I go Cause I know that she’d be faithful Waitin’ for me to come home [Chorus] It’s a little too late for you to come back Say it's just a mistake Think I’d forgive you like that If you thought I would wait for you You thought wrong But you’re just a boy You don’t understand (Yeah you don’t understand) How it feels to love a girl Someday you wish you were a better man You don’t listen to her You don’t care how it hurts Until you lose the one you wanted Cause you’ve taken her for granted And everything you had got destroyed But you’re just a boy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ i reaLLy Like the song.,the best.,ever!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-6979955234255602390?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6979955234255602390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=6979955234255602390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6979955234255602390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/6979955234255602390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-i-were-boy-beyonce.html' title='If i were a boy-beyonce'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-5296564713266580319</id><published>2008-11-17T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T04:14:28.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYMP @ SM, Northwing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last November14,2008, one of the most popular band in the music industry had a rocking performance at Sm City, Northwing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MYMP being one of the top bands in Filipino Music industry rocked the whole place with their sweet love songs. The show started at around 6:30pm. The whole crown cheered as they saw Juris and Chin, arrive. One of my favorite part was their song cover of "Always be my Baby" and "Nothing's gonna stop us now". The show was about 1 hour. The rest of the time was spent for the autograph signing and picture taking. We were so lucky that time coz we were able to brounght our digitalcameras with us! From the second floor, we immediately rushed ourselves to the groundfloor to took pictures. The pressure from the crown kept us from getting there. But we didn;t gave up that easily. I was able to took pictures of them. I was so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures i took:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SSFegWAxuGI/AAAAAAAAADw/IxKKQmVOOQw/s1600-h/lingawlingaw+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269596948757854306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SSFegWAxuGI/AAAAAAAAADw/IxKKQmVOOQw/s320/lingawlingaw+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chin and Juris chit-chattin]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SSFegC2z4yI/AAAAAAAAADY/me1ezVlJS6I/s1600-h/lingawlingaw+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269596943615779618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SSFegC2z4yI/AAAAAAAAADY/me1ezVlJS6I/s320/lingawlingaw+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[during their performance]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SSFegugDZsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gFk9YXaQ2nc/s1600-h/lingawlingaw+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269596955331487426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SSFegugDZsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gFk9YXaQ2nc/s320/lingawlingaw+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chin with a fan. Chin's smile was so cute]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SSFegBbPnSI/AAAAAAAAADg/y8FzPHlWPfE/s1600-h/lingawlingaw+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269596943231720738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SSFegBbPnSI/AAAAAAAAADg/y8FzPHlWPfE/s320/lingawlingaw+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Juris singing one of their songs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SSFegcSR5GI/AAAAAAAAADo/ml87QktLEx4/s1600-h/lingawlingaw+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269596950441878626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SSFegcSR5GI/AAAAAAAAADo/ml87QktLEx4/s320/lingawlingaw+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Juris, she's so pretty!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;** That was it guyz. Actually i've got more pix but i got so tired. LOL! Anyways, I cannot forget this day! MYMP rox my worLd.,!!**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**I would also like to thank the people with me that time: Ate Donna, Charisse, Raechell and Shemar**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3309296736027895420-5296564713266580319?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5296564713266580319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=5296564713266580319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5296564713266580319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5296564713266580319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/mymp-sm-northwing.html' title='MYMP @ SM, Northwing'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SSFegWAxuGI/AAAAAAAAADw/IxKKQmVOOQw/s72-c/lingawlingaw+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-8031477588209831764</id><published>2008-11-17T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T03:41:16.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky Monkey Business</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so disappointed for these past few days. I was not really doing well at school and in my personal life. Some factors were affected and new problems arouses each time i try to seek for solutions. I really don;t know what's happening to me. I know some thing's really wrong. I just can't figure it out. And all these things are making me feel so down and so stupiid!! Every time i commit such mistakes, i can't help myself from blaming me. Every time I commit such mistakes, it's as if I'm making dirt of my name and reputation. It's as if, I'm the one who's loosing the teacher's trust unto me. I'm really worried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the latest incident took place during our Mapeh time. It was our Physical Education class when our teacher decided to conduct an application in the softball lesson we had. All females were tasked to play the softball. That time, our team was the first to be the batter. I was not really prepared that time. Aside from that, something kept me from trying. I guess that was fear who lured into my nerves. I just can't help myself but hide. I didn't know that the rest of our team members were feeling the same thing as mine! We all got stucked in one corner and pushed one another. And because of what we did, our teacher got so irritated and so, he ordered us not to join the activity. That made me feel stupid! I didn't want that day to have it that way! I was expecting for a fun day and a very perfect day! But i screwed it up! That day was a total mess. After the class, our team was scolded by the teacher in front of the class. I was so embarrassed knowing that I'm one of the students competing for honors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the end of the day, I learned some lessons. I was really blaming the whole thing to myself and I promised myself that this will be the last and the first bad incident that i'll commit for the rest of my highschool days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-8031477588209831764?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8031477588209831764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=8031477588209831764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8031477588209831764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/8031477588209831764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/unlucky-monkey-business.html' title='Unlucky Monkey Business'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-2724930466006301752</id><published>2008-11-12T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T03:27:42.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. and Ms. UN 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This day was a day of excitement, a day of fun and a day of colorful costumes worn by each HS students. I was not really prepared for the program. I didnt even have the proper attire to wear. At school, Phanie lent me her Filipiniana costume. I had no choice but to accept the offer. But something's making the whole thing worst! The costume's fine but it doesn;t fit my country. My assigned country was U.A.E or United Arab Emirates. As we all know this country is the conservative type. And my Filipiniana costume is way too far from their traditional clothing. I was so problematic. I wasn't able to practice for my speech and i was not able to develop my confidence. The program started. And i still don't have the confidence and the courage to walk infront of the crown. But just as when we were about to have our turn. My "fashionista side" worked! I was able to improvised and was able to turn my Filipiniana cotsume into Arabian costume. That was just the perfect timing. I was so glad that time. But another problem was given to me. I forgot my speech! And i wasn't able to remember enough of it. At an instance, I thought of some lines to memorize. That was really killing me out! In the end, jeric Mae PAcio was declared as Ms. Asia 2008.,but the overall winner was Vanessa Pearl Abelong, MS. UN 2008!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. I also proved something, i bag 2nd place for the Essay writing contest. I'm so happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-2724930466006301752?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2724930466006301752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=2724930466006301752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2724930466006301752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/2724930466006301752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/mr-and-ms-un-2008.html' title='Mr. and Ms. UN 2008'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-5916037183104698647</id><published>2008-11-08T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:34:52.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YFC-Serviing God while making friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YFC, most widely known as Youth for Christ. Although their are a lot of catholic organizations but i find this org as the coolest one! Here you'll find youth activities and you'll also get to mingle with some other youths as well. In YFC, you're not just ,making friends wiht your co-youth but you're also making friends with God. Aside from that, you'll get to know him better and you'll learn to follow his words and love him even more. You'll also learn to trust him and most especially to serve him. Lastly, you'll also learn to treasure evey single things in this world, either big or small, ugly or pretty, special or not, all those stuffs are part of this happy world and they are all God's instruments. IN YFC, you'll realize how wonderful life is and you'll also make use of your youthful days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, being part of this org is something to be proud of and something to be happy of. That is why even though i'm not so active in this particular group, i just treasure every moment i spend with them and i spend serving, worshiping, praying, and thanking God.&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/3309296736027895420-5916037183104698647?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5916037183104698647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=5916037183104698647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5916037183104698647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5916037183104698647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/yfc-serviing-god-while-making-friends.html' title='YFC-Serviing God while making friends'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-7456200300183606</id><published>2008-11-06T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T03:14:50.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>II-Harmony.,Room cool?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm currently in second year HS and i'm currently staying in a very dirty room of ours. I really hate all the mess in our room. I also hate being a classroom cleaner. Right after i clean the rom, it gets more dirty. And i hate it! I guess i was just wasting my time cleaning a messy room. Our classmates were just too lazy and too dependent on the sanitary engineers. I really don't know how to descipline them. And I don't know how to act either. Our room is totally cursed, i guess? How can i get rid of those dusts? How can i organize our classroom. OMG!! I really don't know what to do. Good thing next week, i'll be assigned to another cleaning assignment.&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/3309296736027895420-7456200300183606?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7456200300183606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=7456200300183606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/7456200300183606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/7456200300183606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/ii-harmonyroom-cool.html' title='II-Harmony.,Room cool?'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-4448248391238704540</id><published>2008-11-05T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T03:28:58.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wasn't expecting to represent our class for the Essay Writing Contest. I was so shocked to know the news and the worst thing? I was informed one minute before the contest would start. I really don't know what to do! Aside from that, the topic was making me crazy! I wasn't able to study the topic furthermore. And aside from that, some year levels already assigned their representative a week before the sembreak(i think??) Right now, i hope i wasn;'t able to write silly things on my essay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-4448248391238704540?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4448248391238704540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=4448248391238704540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4448248391238704540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4448248391238704540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-day.html' title='This day..'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-175152888842534472</id><published>2008-11-05T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T02:57:09.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love can Wait but People Can't</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love..How can you say that it's already love? He once broke my heart, but then I gave him another chance. I was able to forgive him. Not just because he had apologized to me but because he still has my heart. Can we call this as love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't really know. The only thing i'm giving focus right now is my studies. I could have balanced this stuff to my studies. But the only problem is my parents. I know they won't allow me to be involved in a relationship like this. And i'm also aware that i'm just too young for this. That's why i'm hoping for the right time to come. I'm also crossing my fingers that when that time comes, he still loves me and i still love him. As of now, I coudn't compare him to any other guys int own. For me, there's nothing to ask for more about this guy. He seemed so perfect. Maybe he's really the perfect boyfriend every girl dreams of. I love his violin and his music. I love him! And I can't regret this fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I only hope he won't get tireed waiting for me. I hope that the right time will come to us immediately. I know this year will be the last year I can see him everyday. By next year, we'll have our separate ways. I'll continue on my highschool life while he begins another journey on his college life. How i wish love will never fade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-175152888842534472?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/175152888842534472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=175152888842534472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/175152888842534472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/175152888842534472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-can-wait-but-people-cant.html' title='Love can Wait but People Can&apos;t'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-4771984872550362347</id><published>2008-11-04T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T05:11:05.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fixing a Broken Heart-Azn Dreamers</title><content type='html'>I really love this song..I was planning of displaying the lyrics of sthe song here in my blog but unfortunately, it takes muhc time. So instead, i added the link of the song lyrics where you could find it. Special thanks to lyricsmode.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/azn_dreamers/fixing_a_broken_heart.html"&gt;http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/azn_dreamers/fixing_a_broken_heart.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-4771984872550362347?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4771984872550362347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=4771984872550362347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4771984872550362347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/4771984872550362347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/fixing-broken-heart-azn-dreamers.html' title='Fixing a Broken Heart-Azn Dreamers'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309296736027895420.post-5759127197784978572</id><published>2008-11-04T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T05:06:34.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To a friiend whO broke my heart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I actually cannot define love as of this time. But there’s this one guy who can help me remember what love really is. Love is his music which fills the emptiness within me. Love is his violin and my ballet shoes. Love is me and him.&lt;br /&gt;But things didn’t work out as what i want it to be. It was so heart crashing that i wanted to believe it as one of my worst nightmares. He was the first man i got addicted to and the first man whom i cried to. I thought he’s the perfect man to fill my imperfections but i was wrong. At first, i knew that this day would happen. But I was so stupid that I allow myself to fall for this man. If I only listened to myself and if i only followed myself, I would not end up crying and regreting things. But for me, love is not selfish. Even if i knew that i would get hurt, i still tried my luck for love.&lt;br /&gt;“Love is like heaven but hurts like hell”, this saying is indeed so true. But I also believe that their is always the right man for something. Their’s the right man to love, the right man to get addicted to, the right man to fall to, the right man to be obssessed to, the right man for your dreams and most especially, the right man for your tears. Their’s always the right man who will wait and will truly love us. But if you’ll gonna ask me.,i still love this man as of this moment. I dont know until when this feeling will last.All i know is this man has broken me into pieces but still, here i am waiting ang hoping for his love to come back, sounds so stupid right??&lt;br /&gt;I guess i’ll just have to end this blog this way.:&lt;br /&gt;Leigh Cellano&lt;br /&gt;Born: October 22&lt;br /&gt;Star sign: Libra&lt;br /&gt;Address: Tawason, Mandaue City&lt;br /&gt;** a very passionate musician**&lt;br /&gt;** the man i got addicted to **&lt;br /&gt;** the man i cried to **&lt;br /&gt;* and the man who first broke my heart the most *&lt;br /&gt;3FragiiLe3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3309296736027895420-5759127197784978572?l=purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5759127197784978572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3309296736027895420&amp;postID=5759127197784978572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5759127197784978572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309296736027895420/posts/default/5759127197784978572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplefangspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-friiend-who-broke-my-heart.html' title='To a friiend whO broke my heart..'/><author><name>smilelittlelou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FsIQzSeNeE/SuB0LuX1w_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ACm5waj6JN8/S220/partyedit4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
