<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:52:58.528+08:00</updated><category term='Artemis Fowl'/><category term='moments'/><category term='2009'/><category term='Edward Cullen'/><category term='news'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='colorgenics'/><category term='RPG'/><category term='FWENDZ'/><category term='AP'/><category term='Global Warming'/><category term='JD Allen'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='Physical Fitness'/><category term='Anime'/><category term='Katy Perry'/><category term='summer'/><category term='blind'/><category term='Meg Cabot'/><category term='sadistic'/><category term='Martin Johnson'/><category term='family'/><category term='Farid and Meggie'/><category term='HSM3'/><category term='procrastination'/><category term='Enchanted Kingdom'/><category term='The Host'/><category term='review'/><category term='BoysLikeGirls'/><category term='laptop'/><category term='Melissa dela Cruz'/><category term='Vampires'/><category term='quizzes'/><category term='mistakes'/><category term='Ahead'/><category term='confessions of a serial kisser'/><category term='Tamora Pierce'/><category term='college'/><category term='jailers'/><category term='Jonas Brothers'/><category term='school'/><category term='intramurals'/><category term='late'/><category term='The Book of Answers. 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Ramble. ROAR. ☆</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-6627982878433536989</id><published>2009-06-07T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:12:54.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seniors o9-10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Book of Answers. IV-St. Rita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moments'/><title type='text'>Bye bye Summer o9!</title><content type='html'>The Book of Answers was wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M's my classmate! And E &amp;amp; CJ &amp;amp; C! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello IV-St. Rita. :)&lt;/span&gt; Only, MA is not my classmate, and CB. MA's been my classmate since 1st year! Well, actually, I think since grade 5 but we were not that close back then. -sigh- That just sucks. To think it'll be our last year since we're going off to different colleges after graduation. Oh, and another thing that bothers me this year is that we're only 2 sections! I don't think any of us moved (we were already few before) so why change? The top ten's going to be brutal... as CJ says, the TOUGH TEN... I think our adviser is Mrs. Adri. I'm actually 90% sure she is, based on our bulletin board with ALGEBRA written on it. Yipee. Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wU25hhJD0SI/Siu8X8GGVHI/AAAAAAAAADM/9I0Ev17a5fQ/s1600-h/DSC05572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wU25hhJD0SI/Siu8X8GGVHI/AAAAAAAAADM/9I0Ev17a5fQ/s320/DSC05572.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344572502259946610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, after settling into class, the discipline committee members are to proceed to their assigned classrooms. Estella, a second year student, and I were assigned to Grade One Red under Ms. Jela's care. MA's with her sister, assigned to the other grade one section. And Therese's with CJ handling grade 3. We are to stay with them for the whole morning in the auditorium. So we won't be able to bond with our class yet. -sigh- When we found out about this, MA and I comforted ourselves with the thought that at least WE will be near each other, thinking we would be classmates. BROKEN RECORD! You see, MA and I with 2 other friends of ours have been classmates since 1st year! There's an unspoken bond between the four of us, and now I broke away from them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye summer 09, the last summer before graduating at Colegio de Sta. Rosa... hello Senior year. I want this year to be the BEST. No regrets, though I'm starting to think that that's not possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we attended mass at Greenbelt this afternoon. And I got one of those small scrolls with Bible messages written in them. Mine read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Humiliation can follow fame, while from obscurity a man can lift his head. A man may buy much for little, but pay for it seven times more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Sirach 20: 10&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful isn't it? Well, off to bed. Need to get some shut eye if I am to be alert for tomorrow. Hope it'll turn out okay. Go go go! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-6627982878433536989?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/6627982878433536989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=6627982878433536989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6627982878433536989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6627982878433536989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye-bye-summer-o9.html' title='Bye bye Summer o9!'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wU25hhJD0SI/Siu8X8GGVHI/AAAAAAAAADM/9I0Ev17a5fQ/s72-c/DSC05572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-7589206103709535373</id><published>2009-06-02T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:11:30.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vampires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fictionpress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gakuen Alice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Bookstore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Book of Answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coincidences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YM'/><title type='text'>tick tock tick tock :)</title><content type='html'>YM sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, really. It's been 2 days since we (M, E and of course me. :D) had a decent conference without it ending briefly. The cause? YM sucks. One of us would start a conference but not all of us can see each other's messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YM sucks. Twitter's cool and Meebo's our gay (according to E) alternative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school is about to start in a few days time... I haven't covered my books, cleaned my bag or even set my sleeping time straight. I think I'm nocturnal, somniferous during the day. :D I don't want to go to school yet, though I don't want the classes to be moved due to the H1N1 panic. I miss my friends but I'm scared to know whether or not they'll be my classmates for the last time. M &amp;amp; I were supposed to go to school last Monday to check the sections. Unfortunately (or not) it's going to be posted this friday. :| &lt;i&gt;Delaying the inevitable?&lt;/i&gt; Is that a sign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs are bad. When I was buying some school supplies at National Bookstore, I came across the &lt;font color="blue"&gt;Book Of Answers&lt;/font&gt;. I was texting M at that time, and so I asked whether or not we'd be classmates. Tentenenen! The answer was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;NO.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just plain negative. I don't know what to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, no. I don't want to think of it right now! I'll just ramble about the upcoming New Moon movie. I saw the trailer this morning. And after watching it, I thought... BORING. It gives too much of the beginning away. The Twilight trailer was better, and that's saying something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYBF3HKzrmE&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/KYBF3HKzrmE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only driving force to watch this movie on theaters is because of TAYLOR LAUTNER.&lt;br /&gt;Reason? Um, hello. Just look at him at the trailer! Get it? :)) E's driving force may be him or Dakota Fanning who plays Jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm trying to make the most out of this summer now that it's days away from my &lt;font color="blue"&gt;Senior Year&lt;/font&gt;. How? I splurged on ANIME (Pandora Hearts and &lt;i&gt;Princess Tutu&lt;/i&gt; (I know, I know. But I used to like it! I still like it!)), MANGA (Hana to Akuma), MUSIC (soundtripin' the summer away) and of course various E-BOOKS and Fictionpress Romances. (too many to list) Oh, and YM of course. Even Peanutz is going all watching Gakuen Alice (courtesy of Moi), Digimon (apparently there's a cute guy much like Natsume) and Boys Over Flowers (Mom's to blame)! I haven't seen much of my other cousin though... after we hacked his site... he isn't paying his debts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer's about to end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I still haven't decided on a college course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-7589206103709535373?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/7589206103709535373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=7589206103709535373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7589206103709535373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7589206103709535373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/06/tick-tock-tick-tock.html' title='tick tock tick tock :)'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-5436837615017568193</id><published>2009-05-30T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:56:25.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TypeTees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morbid'/><title type='text'>Ha-ha-Hacker :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.typetees.com//product/636x636/563-tee_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 346px;" src="http://media.typetees.com//product/636x636/563-tee_large.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a shirt like that! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.typetees.com//product/636x636/1501-tee_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 385px;" src="http://media.typetees.com//product/636x636/1501-tee_large.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or that! Ironic how I *used to* like using the term "Bear Hugz".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.typetees.com//product/636x636/1797-tee_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 374px;" src="http://media.typetees.com//product/636x636/1797-tee_large.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or this. Although it doesn't support the Earth Day Campaign. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.typetees.com//product/636x636/487-tee_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 363px;" src="http://media.typetees.com//product/636x636/487-tee_large.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is cute too! :D&lt;br /&gt;... holy crap! There's so much to choose from!&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I'm not getting any &lt;a href="http://www.typetees.com/"&gt;TypeTees.&lt;/a&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a morbid person. Listen to &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/auntyaloevera/music/p9BCoI5k/glen-ph-reici/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-5436837615017568193?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/5436837615017568193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=5436837615017568193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5436837615017568193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5436837615017568193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/05/ha-ha-hacker-d.html' title='Ha-ha-Hacker :D'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-7510111767799847469</id><published>2009-05-29T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:40:25.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hacker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late'/><title type='text'>Again again.</title><content type='html'>Ahah. Late again. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/font&gt; is freakin' CUTE, SWEET, TALENTED AND KYA~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we (Me, Mom &amp;amp; Tita Cathy) watched the concert. We had a GREAT time even though Archie was only as big as my thumb is my point of view. But anywayz, there's a big screen right? And whenever he smiles the crowd goes wild! :) kya~! He's awesome. Cook was okay but I didn't know much of his songs. And anyway, according to Mo Twister at Magic 89.9, the Philippines is an Archie Republic! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit depressed after the concert cause I didn't get a poster. Actually, I did. Someone dropped it. I got it. He came back. I gave it. -sigh- So we got home at about 12 midnight and for some reason, I decided to open up Twitter. Maybe cause I was still hyper from the concert. So anyway, I checked twitter and Archie updated! 4 minutes ago! He posted a video on youtube:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TcTv4vLJ054&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/TcTv4vLJ054&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so sweet. He's still wearing the same clothes he wore during his performance and his voice is so small and low. He must be really tired and yet the first thing he did after the concert was to say THANK YOU! Sweet. Oh so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New news (nice one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new laptop! :D I'm using it now as I type. My old one is with Ally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cyberindian.net/wp-content/uploads/toshiba-satellite-a300-laptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, Dad didn't give me much detail about it. He just said it was a Toshiba Satellite 15.4 inches with a built-in webcam and Wi Fi. I searched and found lots of toshiba satellites! Only one with BLUETOOTH. And I hoped that would be the one. Now here it is! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we (Me &amp; Peanutz) also hacked Jom's multiply site so he'll pay his debts. Meanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moshi Monsters! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-7510111767799847469?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/7510111767799847469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=7510111767799847469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7510111767799847469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7510111767799847469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/05/again-again.html' title='Again again.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-2257944354751995049</id><published>2009-05-13T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:32:13.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ahead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kris Allen'/><title type='text'>How could it be so...?</title><content type='html'>Well, a LOT happened today. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I woke up at 6:30 to prepare for my second to the last class at Ahead. Aww. It sucks that once it's almost the end, it's when people start to warm up to each other. It's also Anna's last day! And the sad thing is that I had to leave early to attend my friend's mom's funeral. I really wanted to go to the funeral to comfort my friend, even if it means cutting class. :)) Joke. It's fine leaving early. It's only DD1 for DLSUCET. What I'm sad about is leaving class- Anna! I'm going to miss you! See you at the refresher course which is... July?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was supposed to be part of Anna's family. She told me she and all her sisters' names begin with Anna. ME! Anna Francesca! :)) Anyway, we both got annoyed when we saw the ID for Ahead. It's supposed to include your nickname but mine says Anna (which was luckily covered up by my trusty labeler) and Anna's... she didn't like it because it was her unique second name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we got to the funeral, I headed home while my fwendz went to Estelle's house for a movie marathon. I had to pass since I was going to study for the simulated exam. And guess what? I just procrastinated. :( I should've come with them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon was also spent YM-ing with Peanutz. We also tweeted. Kya~! David Archuleta! I should've gone to Mall of Asia today! Meet and Greet! But oh well. I'll just have to barge into his hotel room :)) And bring him lots of Mangoes! He loves Philippine Mangoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, that evening, we watched American Idol. As expected, Adam was awesome! Danny was okay and Kris... dear, sweet, humble and &lt;em&gt;married &lt;/em&gt;Kris blew me away! First he sang Apologize by One Republic- a song that David Archuleta also performed!- then came the song that completely threw me off! We expected Danny to be in the finals with Adam but oh no! I'm Team KRIS now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sang Heartless by Kanye West, a song I have no love for, in an acoustic version. Kya~! It's so awesome, I haven't been able to get over it even AFTER the show! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cvDGc6GzJT4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&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/cvDGc6GzJT4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" 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;I LOVE IT! It's SO much better than Kanye's version!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I STILL couldn't forget David :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CCSlsUXG26A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&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/CCSlsUXG26A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-2257944354751995049?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/2257944354751995049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=2257944354751995049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/2257944354751995049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/2257944354751995049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-could-it-be-so.html' title='How could it be so...?'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-4109914531228870938</id><published>2009-05-02T18:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T19:26:31.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juniors o8-o9'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Bookstore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>AHAHAHAH. update.</title><content type='html'>Wow. How long has it been? ... who cares. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what should I ponder to ramble about this... evening. Was that even grammatically correct? ... who cares. [[yet again.]] I'm going to start a list of things that has happened since... I can remember. Okay, since my last post which was about...  holy hell! I haven't updated since PROM!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Let's start with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prom was (unfortunately) boring. My friends and I spent the evening in the girl's bathroom (It's a 5-star hotel bathroom so it isn't icky!) contemplating on why Mariel bought shoes she couldn't walk on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;... ah yes. Chemistry Investigatory Project. Well, it sucked. (Of course.) I mean, it's hard to accomplish such a thing by yourself. I mean, come on! ALL of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GROUPMATES&lt;/span&gt; were part of the COTILLION! Anyways, it's what I'd like to remember as a "Been there, Done that." sort of thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What else? Skip the exams and procrastinating bits... ah yes! The recognition day. Yours truly was shocked to find out that she is the IT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;awardee&lt;/span&gt; (I want this award!) AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CLE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;awardee&lt;/span&gt; (shockers. really.) AND rank 4 in our batch! WOW. FOUR! One more and I could have a medal! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Anywayz&lt;/span&gt;, while I was shocked to the bone, my friends (another shock as well) weren't surprised. Well, they beat Mom's reaction thought. She slipped as we were hurrying to get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CLE&lt;/span&gt; award.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dad got me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nokia&lt;/span&gt; E71. It's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;. I love it! I try to tweet with it daily! (Yes. I have a twitter account now.) My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cellphone's&lt;/span&gt; the same as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Chuchi's&lt;/span&gt; (hers is white) and my pediatrician. (Holy hell! My phone's the same as my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;DOCTOR's&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dad also got us a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt;. (4GB, slim, white) Though Ally's been hogging it most of the time. Like ALWAYS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got a (quoting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jom&lt;/span&gt;) Big Ass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;USB&lt;/span&gt;. It's an external &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;harddrive&lt;/span&gt;. I've been downloading reflexive arcade games since.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Estelle, Mariel and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt; went here last Holy Week. Procession and stuff. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Annick&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt; banal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;pamilya&lt;/span&gt; mo!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We (family) went to NBS at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Cubao&lt;/span&gt; and I bought TONS of books that I still haven't finished reading cause of AHEAD.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AHEAD. My review center with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Kuya&lt;/span&gt; LA. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Kuya&lt;/span&gt; Dan's in the afternoon class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll expand on the latter topic next time. This blog post is DONE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Movies watched AND adored (with Jom and Therese): Watchmen &amp;amp; 17 again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watched alone and adored: Cruel Intentions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-4109914531228870938?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/4109914531228870938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=4109914531228870938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4109914531228870938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4109914531228870938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahahahah-update.html' title='AHAHAHAH. update.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-2767465540537145237</id><published>2009-02-06T14:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:23:40.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anastasia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Book of Answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coincidences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>of all the ironies and supposed to be's...</title><content type='html'>"Expect the Unexpected." - The Book of Answers 02.o5.o9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I expected: I'm going to have my period on o2.06.09&lt;br /&gt;Outcome: Positive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't expect: It's going to rain on 02.06.09&lt;br /&gt;Outcome: Positive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tells us what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early this morning, for once. Most probably because I slept early, for once. I had a few minutes to myself so I turned on my iPod and shuffled. But before that, I asked the question: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What's my prom going to be like later?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Hoping the song that would play is a suitable answer. It played a song from the movie Anastasia, one of my favorite movies when I was a kid. It played A Journey to the Past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/-l7OlYNe2A/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/-l7OlYNe2A/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought at first: how? It is my first time to attend a prom, dress up all fancy for a school event with my friends. Then during the mass I realized that the event later already had&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; memories&lt;/span&gt; in it. My friends and I imagined about this day eversince we were in the fifth grade. In first year, we made plans to go together... and in a few hours we will. My classmates said they were excited to see me all dressed up since I, allegedly, am not girly enough for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prom already held memories of my younger self. And I hope that later, it would be more memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just sucks that today is my first day (I feel fat!) and that it's pouring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lyrics: A Journey to the Past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart don't fail me now&lt;br /&gt;Courage don't desert me&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn back now that we're here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always say&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of choices&lt;br /&gt;No one ever mentions fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or how the world can seem so vast&lt;br /&gt;On a journey to the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere down this road&lt;br /&gt;I know someone's waiting&lt;br /&gt;Years of dreams just can't be wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arms will open wide&lt;br /&gt;I'll be safe and wanted&lt;br /&gt;Finally home where I belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well starting now I'm learning fast&lt;br /&gt;On this journey to the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home, love, family&lt;br /&gt;There was once a time I must've had them too&lt;br /&gt;Home, love, family&lt;br /&gt;I will never be complete until I find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time&lt;br /&gt;One hope, then another&lt;br /&gt;Who knows where this road may go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to who I was&lt;br /&gt;Onto find my future&lt;br /&gt;Things my heart still needs to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, let this be a sign&lt;br /&gt;Let this road be mine&lt;br /&gt;Let it lead me to my past&lt;br /&gt;And bring me home&lt;br /&gt;At last&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-2767465540537145237?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/2767465540537145237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=2767465540537145237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/2767465540537145237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/2767465540537145237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-all-ironies-and-supposed-to-bes.html' title='of all the ironies and supposed to be&apos;s...'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-5836707663384188078</id><published>2009-02-05T20:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:34:36.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Book of Answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='student-teacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juniors o8-o9'/><title type='text'>years ago, now a step away.</title><content type='html'>ohmyohmyohmyohmy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prom is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... should I say something monumental or a cliche reaction/expression/curse like s***? Nope. Definitely not. I'll just write about my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after our Thursday worship at the auditorium, &lt;em&gt;my shoe broke&lt;/em&gt;. As in really broke. It doesn't even have heels! It's just... years old I guess. But good thing it was only, completely &lt;em&gt;smashed&lt;/em&gt; after my last "class" before the program. Good thing Erika lent me her flip flops- thank you! So the teacher's day presentation went by... fast. Mrs. Villas gave us, her student-teacher substitutes, a bar of Hersheys Chocolate which my friends and I devoured the minute I got back with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and one of my batchmates lent me "The Book of Answers"- I love it. Made my day. :) Or I hope it will, tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I asked: &lt;em&gt;Maayos ba ang prom namin bukas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It said: Expect the Unexpected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I don't really get since you expect the unexpected, then the unexpected will become the expected, right? Anyway, here's another one which I laughed upon seeing the answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Madadapa/Mapapahiya (I can't remember which I asked!) ba ako sa prom bukas? &lt;/em&gt;Answer: NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just plain no. That's positive! :)) But I have to admit, the last part is my favorite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yayaman ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Answer: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just plain yes. YES! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, I went to Index Salon for an aromatheraphy. Wow. My hair looks so straight, smooth, silky, light and even smells nice! So sleek. It's like it's refreshed again! That night, Therese and I practiced walking in our heels whilst watching American Idol and helping her (Peanutz), study for a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanutz gave me her annual picture. She looks just like her dad! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished packing my overnight bag for the sleepover tomorrow at Mariel's. But I doubt there will be much sleeping! She'll pick me up at 6:oo and we're all going together! Me, Mariel, Estelle, Carllyn and Bandoy! WOW! Just like what we thought of during our first year. -sigh- Awesome. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thoughts about tomorrow? As of now, I'm... passive. I mean, I'm not nervous or excited as to loose any sleep on it. Maybe I'm just... going with the flow. I mean, I am thrilled... especially for the Agnes' After Party at McDonalds! How cute! The whole class in gowns eating fast food! In the middle of the night as well. I can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh, and I also can't wait to accidentally step on a "Narra tree." You see, one of my closests and longest-time-ever friends shared to me her heck-of-a-drama love life earlier today. And like the rest of the barkada, who thinks the guy isn't cute physically (I didn't want to judge his looks), I agree that &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; doesn't deserve her. He's a jerk. I want to "accidentally" step on his foot. Or feet. My friend deserves a whole damn better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But other than that brutal urge, I think prom's going to be amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Goodluck Juniors and Seniors o8-o9!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-5836707663384188078?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/5836707663384188078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=5836707663384188078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5836707663384188078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5836707663384188078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/02/years-ago-now-step-away.html' title='years ago, now a step away.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-1216344174467301115</id><published>2009-02-04T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:08:30.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='student-teacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>poor unfortunate feet...</title><content type='html'>Even lady guard greeted me "Good morning ma'am" as I got off the car wearing the most formal blouse I own, my mom's khaki colored slacks and Tita Ana's white strappy sandals with a 1-inch heel. -sigh- Presenting a CLE teacher. I looked like a teacher according to my family, friends and classmates! It's a good thing since it means I'm wearing proper clothes but I also got a bit annoyed by their continuous exclamations of "Wow! I didn't know you have &lt;em&gt;curves&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, I'm female too you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I spent half the day doing nothing (oh, I played Sims University @ the Discipline Coordinator's office! Nice. (: )at all in those shoes that hurt my toes. Our "classes" would begin after lunch. I had to spend 200 minutes standing and being teacher-y. It was okay. The students were a bit noisy but at least they're obedient. And I'm glad that I substituted for an elementary teacher, I don't want to teach a High school class, except maybe my batch of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spoilers of my day are the homeworks from the missed classes and chemistry investigatory project and health. I got my results for the quizzes in chem and they were okay: 28/35 and 26/35 - I expected to get lower. But we have a retest on Monday. Great. How am I supposed to study? I'll get home from the sleepover at Saturday afternoon and our fiesta is on Sunday. But I have a bigger thing to worry about: getting our Flavored water tested at BFAD. &lt;em&gt;What the heck?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, I'm to report in AP and Health as well. -groans- When will we have a 'break'? As in, to shake off our (I'm assuming) "hang-over" from the prom. Speaking of that event, they gave out the &lt;em&gt;scented &lt;/em&gt;invitations today. Gah. Only a day away and it's prom! And I'm still devouring food like a pig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-1216344174467301115?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/1216344174467301115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=1216344174467301115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1216344174467301115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1216344174467301115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/02/poor-unfortunate-feet.html' title='poor unfortunate feet...'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-541917276271612499</id><published>2009-02-03T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:47:40.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='student-teacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katy Perry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>there's always a first...</title><content type='html'>The week of the prom, and it's like the only thing we ever talk about! Today we had our prom orientation- about proper etiquette, dress codes, the program and other preparations. After school, mom and I picked up my gown at Sari-Sari. Let's just say that I saw it in a better light now. Hell, even the 'fashionistas' at home (in other words, every female plus one gay) thought it was nice. Now all I need to worry about is walking in those heels and my hair and make-up. I can practice not breathing in between. Heh. It's even ironic that our lesson in AP - French Revolution - has somehow made a connection to my dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French Revolution - abuse of Nobility's powers and priveleges - King Louis XVI - Marie Antoinette - gowns - corsets - my gown. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another shocking incident today, or tomorrow to be precise is me (and Erika as my partner) being the Student Teacher in CLE for the grade five students. Naturally, I worried about what I was going to wear. A teacher in Chucks? I'd like it but no. "It's simply isn't done." -Now where have I heard that? Good thing I fit Chuchi's slacks and my mom's shoes. Bandoy is also a student teacher- for Filipino! Go Tatay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. I need to sleep. But I have to do my filipino homework first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still LOVE Katy Perry's song Thinking of You. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-541917276271612499?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/541917276271612499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=541917276271612499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/541917276271612499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/541917276271612499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/02/theres-always-first.html' title='there&apos;s always a first...'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-1084060842791927748</id><published>2009-02-01T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:53:35.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coincidences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorgenics'/><title type='text'>another one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is quite accurate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Name: AnnickDate: 2/1/2009&lt;br /&gt;Colorgenics Number: 06714235&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are seeking protection against anything which might seem to be&lt;br /&gt;exhausting you or tiring you out. It would appear that you are seeking a life of&lt;br /&gt;security and physical ease, free from any problem or disturbance.&lt;br /&gt;You are in&lt;br /&gt;need of rest, some peace and quiet. You feel the need to be close to that&lt;br /&gt;someone special, that someone who can give you that special consideration and&lt;br /&gt;unquestioning affection that you seek. If you don't find that 'special someone'&lt;br /&gt;and resolve your problems very soon, you are liable to become extremely&lt;br /&gt;introverted and cut yourself off from society.&lt;br /&gt;At times one is burdened with&lt;br /&gt;more than one's fair share of problems and this would appear to be your&lt;br /&gt;situation at present. But you are adamant - you know what you wish to achieve -&lt;br /&gt;and by giving a little and taking a little you may well find that the&lt;br /&gt;realization of your dreams could become a reality.&lt;br /&gt;The stress and tension&lt;br /&gt;that you are experiencing at this time is perhaps due to your inability to&lt;br /&gt;achieve security and appreciation from those closest to you. This is resulting&lt;br /&gt;in considerable pressures. You find the situation as it stands most frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;You are the sort of person that would like to experience all and everything very&lt;br /&gt;intensely but unfortunately you are not receiving the warmth and understanding&lt;br /&gt;that you feel you are entitled to. Matters are not going too well. You seek a&lt;br /&gt;sympathetic ear but it is not forthcoming. This situation is extremely&lt;br /&gt;nerve-racking - and what is more humiliating is that no-one seems to care and&lt;br /&gt;you are powerless to do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;In the past your trusting attitude&lt;br /&gt;has often been misunderstood and so you have needed to protect yourself against&lt;br /&gt;your tendency to be abused and taken advantage of. As a consequence you possibly&lt;br /&gt;adopt an aloof and critical attitude and you are only willing to let your guard&lt;br /&gt;down once sincerity and trustworthiness can be assured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-1084060842791927748?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/1084060842791927748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=1084060842791927748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1084060842791927748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1084060842791927748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-one.html' title='another one'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-7216385536533711033</id><published>2009-02-01T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:46:10.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coincidences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katy Perry'/><title type='text'>a dose of reality in dresses...</title><content type='html'>It's February. And on friday, it's Prom Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've spent this weekend on a scavenger hunt for gowns, shoes and such. I should've believed what my cousin said the year before (eversince the start of Junior year actually) that I should already be preparing for the prom. Was it a coincidence that in about 2 shops I've been to was playing some kind of old song with a line "Rome wasn't built in a &lt;u&gt;day&lt;/u&gt;..." Creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, if you compare my prom prepping time to the stories I've read... // Girl ponders over asking guy to the prom and all that. Or the cliche, girl looses big V during that day // it's completely different. I mean, I've spent last week worrying and pannicking like hell over our Chemistry Investigatory Project, which, miracously, was finished in a day - 1 am to be exact. In books, the girl would be angst-ridden to either a.) get the guy or b.) get the crown. Well, even if I wasn't in my world of books, it's unlikely I'd be pinning for a guy or the glory, I'm sure of that. But I imagined the 2 weeks before prom to be, well... 'pampering time' or something. But I just had to procrastinate with BOTH my project and prom plans. Great. Well, even some of my friends and classmates are in a panic mode like me. I wonder how they've dealt? Seeing as if there are only a few "mega" places to shop (Glorietta, Robinsons or Megamall - 2 out 3 in my case) it's a surprise I didn't run into them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I did. I was just stuck in my own angst-ridden world at the moment: I was in a bad mood during the dress shopping, and at Sari-Sari, I seemed like a, for a lack of a better word, bitch to my mom and tita. Oops. Sorry I was mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I spent 1 pm - 5 pm at Robinsons Galleria and after no luck on the hunt, we dared to explore SM Megamall for the suitable dress. We went to Karimadon where my mom and tita liked this blue green long gown. It looked... nice. Except my mind kept thinking the color didn't suit me and I was betraying Estelle (she liked that color!) in a way. Next we headed off to Cinderella. Chuchi saw this simple yet elegant and gorgeous (though I didn't want to admit at first) midnight blue tube-top ball gown. It was the last one and it was too big. Oh well. I also feared that if I did buy it, I might have the same gown as a senior since: a.) they are required to wear a ball gown, b.) it's gorgeous, c.) everyone will look at Cinderella and most likely buy there, and d.) it's blue! So we went to the department store and I saw Estelle's gown! :)) It looks nice. But thought she planned on wearing a cocktail and something blue green... hn. Well, I thought I would be wearing something orange. (According to my fortune, my lucky color is yellow orange) Anyway, our last stop (and hope) is at Sari-Sari. Estelle told me she found not much there. I also didn't. Only Mom and Chuchi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They liked this brown- fancy it up a bit? Call it bronze. sheesh.- and gold dress. It's not floor length but maybe up to my ankles. The top is a corset which I, upon trial, immediately detested. How the heck am I supposed to eat now??? The color is... passable. Design? Too simple. The top is a tube, and I wanted a bolero but they didn't have any that would match so we gave it to the seamstress and added straps. We'll get it on Monday. Honestly, it wasn't the dress I was expecting... and I hated it at first. Now... it's okay. It's not the dress of my dreams (if I even have one!) but what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exploration for shoes and a pouch was saved by Tita Ana. She had a brown dress (a.k.a the last resort) so she had matching bronze shoes and a bag. Saves me another day. We left the mall at its' closing time: 10 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you think I got rest on Sunday? If you consider scouting at 10 am (the opening of the mall, how ironic.) for strapless, nude-colored... umentionables and spending the afternoon studying for a chapter test in AP and Chemistry a walk in the park, then it's considered rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prom should be, if not magical, which I highly doubt will be, at least pleasing for all this hard work. Rushed hard work. Or at least after the prom. I'm sleeping over at Mariel's house. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I have this new &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; for Katy Perry's songs. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-7216385536533711033?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/7216385536533711033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=7216385536533711033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7216385536533711033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7216385536533711033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/02/dose-of-reality-in-dresses.html' title='a dose of reality in dresses...'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-7676252742578969720</id><published>2009-01-25T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:49:53.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holly black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='csr fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jailers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juniors o8-o9'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheering competition'/><title type='text'>so fast</title><content type='html'>I was in a bad mood today... and to think I've been asleep almost all day! I don't why. I was just so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the result of the Cheerdance competition... the champion is... the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;seniors&lt;/span&gt;. They broke the record. In a positive light, it's our duty to continue the legacy :) Next year, when we are the seniors, we'll win too. But despite that, I had a great fair. It probably has a lot to do with my batch being the "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JAILERS&lt;/span&gt;". I didn't waste money on kiss marks, body binds and jails (duh) this year. Hahaha. :) I also love our &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red DANGER ribbons&lt;/span&gt;. Cool :) As tradition, my friends and I bought the cheap snow cone. Hahaha. But it's not so cheap now. It used to be only 10 pesos when we were in Grade four and now it's 20 pesos! Getting back on the cheering thing, I was a bit pissed at Jom for attending the fair but was not able to watch my batch perform but more on Kuya Dan at not attending at all. They would've enjoyed the tinikling. Everyone did. Actually, the third year had a lot of supporters. Proof? A second year's mother (mom's friend from Ally's class), Ate Trisha's batch (Seniors last year...) and even a couple of random people whom Mariel's mom overheard saying that we will be the champions. But no. Is it a coincidence that the Seniors regained victory after &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;7 years&lt;/span&gt;? I know 7's a lucky number. If my batch broke it, we'd be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;th and I thought it's the Chinese's symbol for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;infinity&lt;/span&gt;. Our batch name is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uno infinitum&lt;/span&gt; after all. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One forever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cheering, Peanutz, Jom and I enjoyed the rides. Actually, we only rode the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ferris Wheel&lt;/span&gt; together since Peanutz didn't want to ride the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Octopus&lt;/span&gt;. Too bad. I love the Octopus! It wasn't even that scary. The one we rode at Ateneo is higher. Anyway, later we went to watch the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Phat Gurlz Crew concert&lt;/span&gt;. It would've been a real blast if we weren't so tired and the show started on time. Then we went to Power Plant and ate at &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Crepes &amp;amp; Cream&lt;/span&gt;! I love it! Proof? That's my second time eating there... the first time was the day before. :) We got home around its' closing time and we sang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby We're Invincible by A Rocket to the Moon&lt;/span&gt; by the steps at JP Rizal. We were half expecting the people to throw money at us. It was only our 2nd trip out together and someone got scolded again. It was Jom. Is it my turn next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pannicking now. The Investigatory Project is due project and I've done NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things I love at the moment: My &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;batch jacket&lt;/span&gt; (love the red!), &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A Modern Faerie Tale series by Holly Black&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hey Juliet by LMNT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-7676252742578969720?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/7676252742578969720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=7676252742578969720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7676252742578969720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7676252742578969720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-fast.html' title='so fast'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-3319927225874235127</id><published>2009-01-22T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:13:15.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='props'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='csr fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jailers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juniors o8-o9'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheering competition'/><title type='text'>revitalizing</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the school fair! Hooray! :) And on Saturday is the much awaited, of course, cheering competition. We watched the final dry run today with the props that we, the props people, have labored for oh I'm not sure, a week perhaps? Anyway, I'm glad it's finished. But that reminds me that we still have to decorate the jail booth-- after years of waiting, I'm finally going to experience what is to be a JAILER! woohoo! Anyway, how are we supposed to decorate a jail booth (supposed to be fierce looking and stuff) with a theme "Revitalizing the Rosenan Spirit?" Roses with thorns? Idea rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we, namely me and Eevee, were painting the jail, a few elementary students came up to us and asked about the booth. My god. I'm good in English when it comes to writing but an articulate speaker? Give me a script please. But that's when I realized how different we (as in my batch's generation) from the elementary students nowadays. First of all, the english thing. I know the school is trying to promote the language through speak for a star but... we're Filipino for pete's sake! Secondly, I think there's something disturbing about their liking to be jailed. Yes. They actually want to be jailed. How sick (if that's not a strong word) is that? One of them actually asked me if I'll let her in if she pays me 200 Pesos. Like I said, twisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Cheering Competition this Saturday, all I can say is: wow. The performances from all batches were so amazing! I was cheering all throughout my batch's performance and not because we're required to do so as a proof of loyalty and support but because I really couldn't help myself. And to think I doubted our umm... unconventional choreographers. The Freshmen were cute and the Sophies, whose choreo is friends with ours, are okay. The Seniors however... wow. A perfect performance: routine, cheer and props. Not to mention originality. They might be the ones to break the so-called 'curse' wherein for 7 years, no Senior class has ever won the cheering. But I think... feel that their cheer lacks something... SPiCE I think. Something that my batch has... or maybe this is just my loyalty speaking. But either way, I'm excited for Saturday. We have batch jacket! It's a shade of blood red (I seem to have a penchant for that color since Junior year) with our surnames at the back. How official looking is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even if I can hardly wait for Saturday, I'm still excited for tomorrow. We're going to spray our prisoners with water mixed with gold glitters. Fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red-hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Oh and by the way, I decided to make a list of books I have read since the first day of the year. This should be fun... and long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-3319927225874235127?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/3319927225874235127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=3319927225874235127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/3319927225874235127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/3319927225874235127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/01/revitalizing.html' title='revitalizing'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-7694559542308520553</id><published>2009-01-20T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:13:55.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorgenics'/><title type='text'>as always</title><content type='html'>Procrastinating. It's midnight, I need to get some shut eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the meantime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Complete and Personal Profile according to &lt;a href="http://www.paulgoldinresearch.com/cg/"&gt;Colorgenics&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have exaggerated demands on life but you are cautious enough to try to&lt;br /&gt;hide these beliefs from the outside world. You are covert enough to try to&lt;br /&gt;impress other people around you with your achievements and at the same time able&lt;br /&gt;to put on an act of pretending to be 'humble' - being the same as everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;It would appear, however, that whatever you are doing seems to be working out&lt;br /&gt;O.K.You are finding the present situation extremely demanding and you're having&lt;br /&gt;difficulty coping with it. A great deal of strain is involved and you would&lt;br /&gt;really like everyone and everything to leave you alone for a while, just so that&lt;br /&gt;you can put everything into perspective.In spite of all the opposition, you are&lt;br /&gt;insisting that your goals are realistic but circumstances are forcing you to&lt;br /&gt;compromise. You are not very happy with this situation but there is little that&lt;br /&gt;you can do about it. You have very strict standards which you try to apply to&lt;br /&gt;everyone who enters your sphere of influence.You are exhausted, over stressed&lt;br /&gt;and you refuse to give in. You are trying to minimise the tension by being&lt;br /&gt;physically active. It would seem that you are experiencing problems with an&lt;br /&gt;existing relationship and try as you might, you find it impossible to alter the&lt;br /&gt;situation because there is no co-operation. There is an urgent need for proper&lt;br /&gt;understanding which may only be accomplished by communication. At this time you&lt;br /&gt;feel that there is no 'give and take' on either side. This is resulting in&lt;br /&gt;constant depression. You are irritable and it could be said by your nearest and&lt;br /&gt;dearest that 'you are hard to live with'. You feel the urgent need to get away&lt;br /&gt;from it all - even it's only for a little while. You may be finding it difficult&lt;br /&gt;now to make firm decisions - you are restless and generally uptight.Be it&lt;br /&gt;through unfulfilled emotional requirements, whatever the circumstances you are&lt;br /&gt;experiencing considerable stress, be it mental or physical. To your credit you&lt;br /&gt;are attempting to escape from this by endeavouring to create a semblance of&lt;br /&gt;peace and serenity by refusing to allow yourself to be involved. You have the&lt;br /&gt;strength to 'pull through' and all indications are that you will... perhaps&lt;br /&gt;sooner than you even believed possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm too lazy and tired to give a reaction other than: whoa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah yes. Annick, ever so eloquent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-7694559542308520553?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/7694559542308520553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=7694559542308520553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7694559542308520553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7694559542308520553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-always.html' title='as always'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-985092988267121771</id><published>2009-01-18T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:55:02.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Bloods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melissa dela Cruz'/><title type='text'>by the way...</title><content type='html'>I finally read Revelations, the 3rd Blue Bloods book by Melissa de la Cruz. It's either that I'm lazy to do a review or it just didn't have that big impact on me. Anyway, here's a brief, bulleted review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ending sucks. It's not an epilogue, it's a crapilogue.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's a hidden chapter. I'm annoyed that it's not published because I love that chapter more than the other published chapters.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's truly "Revelations"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt; My Ate Carllyn told me it's so great. I was so enthusiastic. I told my friends, specifically Mariel and Hazel "Wag nyo ko pipigilan!"Little did I know they'd take it too seriously... // &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt; I bought it. Spent 599 Pesos for it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't wait for the other books.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will never doubt Ms. Melissa de la Cruz ever again. I thought Blue Bloods would be a bit shallow considering the fashion statements and luxuries implied throughout the books. I know, shame on me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay. Time to study for my Computer exam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-985092988267121771?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/985092988267121771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=985092988267121771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/985092988267121771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/985092988267121771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/01/by-way.html' title='by the way...'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-4168080819816661935</id><published>2009-01-18T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:46:40.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coincidences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ateneo'/><title type='text'>just BLiNK</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I took the Ateneo College Entrance Exams today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me emphasize that statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, a mere third year student, took the Ateneo Colleger Entrance Exams today as the qualifiying test for AJSS (Ateneo Junior Summer Seminar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of students and most of them didn't even look like High school juniors! There were 33 rooms I think. And about 35-40 each room. Only 70 students will be accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa. &lt;em&gt;I repeat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English part is easy. The Mathematics? Um. Not. Ever. Impossible. Good luck sucker! Hn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only started to study yesterday night since last week, I've been arriving home at 7 PM because of Cheering Practices. (Props yet again.) I was also out looking for bamboo (and not because of Pandas) for props materials. So yeah. No time. Well, I do have time but I was already too tired and a bit lazy to work. What you sow is what you reap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll take a miracle for me to be chosen, to put it quite bluntly. But like what our (Me, Mara, CJ, Josette and Gascon) parents told us: It's just a practice test. Now I know what to expect at the Entrance test of Ateneo. Weird. I'd like to study there yet I still don't know which course to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the exam was from 7:30 to 12:30 with a ten minute interval (spent lining up at the ladies' CR) There were some ironies or coincidences perhaps, that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My proctor is Mr. Solis - a character from "Karalitaan", a play we just read at Filipino class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When we are about to pass our exam, as if on cue, my watch beeped. It was alarmed at 12:25 and I didn't bother to restart it. Just a coincidence, a silly one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And when I arrived home, I fell asleep (that is, after I checked my e-mail) until 4:30 PM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like I said, whoa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-4168080819816661935?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/4168080819816661935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=4168080819816661935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4168080819816661935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4168080819816661935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-blink.html' title='just BLiNK'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-3770334641522819798</id><published>2009-01-04T19:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:35:27.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamora Pierce'/><title type='text'>I hope I'm wrong</title><content type='html'>The start of the year looks... grim. It's only been four days but I've already had a fair share of mishaps. A list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;An absurd video of me &amp;amp; Peanutz going wacko over a cockroach. Directed by Jom with Sirius Black and Harry Potter as extras. [[At least there's a laugh...]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Almost missing the first day of the year mass... insert an alternative and the punishment is stuck in the house... and to think I rarely wanted to go outside!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PROCRASTINATION running circles in my head! Chemistry anyone?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Braces. My teeth hurt and I feel uncomfortable talking even smiling. It's like I have... hard gum stuck on my lower jaw&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tamora Pierce books - A new kind of read for me. It's still fantasy but with a touch of the Middle Ages - pages, squires, knights, chivalry and all that...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me ramble on Tamora Pierce. I've recently downloaded her e-books and I started reading the first 2 books of "The Song of the Lioness quartet"... I didn't want to continue reading the last 2 books because (such a silly reason/excuse...) the characters I like weren't going to get together. I know, stupid sissy. Anyway, I decided to start on "The Protector of the Small quartet" and I'm already on the 3rd book... I KNOW the main character isn't going to be together with her man of the moment (she's not a slut! she just has many crushes, not that there's something wrong with that.), well that's okay. The one I like for her is her best friend and she only had a fleeting crush... at least she hasn't admitted her feelings. So anyway, what I don't like about this quartet is that she doesn't end up with ANYBODY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know I sound like a whinny pig who only cares about the heroine's romance, but I guess I just read too much romance books. Man, I sound sad. Poor bookworm. boo-hoo and blah blah blah. Tamora Pierce is all about feminism so shoo Harry Potter. I guess that the message of her books is "I don't need a man to make me happy." Go go go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But please! Spare her heroines the heartache! I'm guessing none of my classmates would want to read this because of it's "corniness" [[I'm of the minority who actually reads fantasy books]] and lack of romance. Speaking of romance, I need to wrap my book. Estelle's going to borrow it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;School starts tomorrow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My supposed-to-be New Year post turned out to be a ramble on romance. How sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-3770334641522819798?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/3770334641522819798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=3770334641522819798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/3770334641522819798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/3770334641522819798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hope-im-wrong.html' title='I hope I&apos;m wrong'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-2816033138473504787</id><published>2008-12-31T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:00:55.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>five minutes to midnight</title><content type='html'>Well, technically it's not. But you get my point. It's the big 2oo9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's seems so fast. The next thing I know, it'll be the end of the Junior Year. Hello last summer as a HS student. Then 4th year and off to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Colleges, my Tita lent me a book entitled "Do What You Are", a self-help book that's supposed to match your career with your personality. According to the Myers Brigg Test, I am a INFJ - Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling and Judging. And guess what, it depicted me well. So well that my career choices are what I was &lt;em&gt;thinking&lt;/em&gt; of anyway (so no help there.) I'm destined to be a Librarian, Teacher, Nun, Novelist, Playwright, Social worker etc. I mean, how coincidental is that? It's a very well written guide and helpful too, in a way. The coincidences (or probably inevitables) are shocking though. Remind me never to underestimate psychology ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and another thing I found out after reading this book is that I am: "a catalyst for positive change" and is part of the minority (based on population.) Approximately 1 % of America actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year. I need to write a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I love the Chipmunk version of Booty Music. &lt;a href="http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=PQHqkWr4ytE"&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/a&gt; -linkie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-2816033138473504787?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/2816033138473504787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=2816033138473504787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/2816033138473504787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/2816033138473504787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/12/five-minutes-to-midnight.html' title='five minutes to midnight'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-5270965263138727554</id><published>2008-12-30T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:46:12.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='six feet from paradise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JD Allen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fictionpress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>in half</title><content type='html'>Happy Moments :) -- the recent memorable ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jom:&lt;/span&gt; [reading the DVD excerpt of Wild Child]&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;... addicted to Jimmy Choos. Who's he?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Annick: They're shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While watching Wild Child-&lt;br /&gt;~Emma Roberts falls into the water~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Therese: Wow!&lt;br /&gt;That's a big swimming pool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jom: That's the&lt;br /&gt;ocean.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bittersweet read. &amp;hearts; &lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2380283/1/Six_Feet_from_Paradise"&gt;Six Feet From Paradise by JD Allen&lt;/a&gt; ~ something worth publishing.&lt;br /&gt;It seems as if I can't get the idea of a bittersweet romance (parted by death) out of my head this holiday... I'm so weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-5270965263138727554?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/5270965263138727554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=5270965263138727554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5270965263138727554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5270965263138727554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-half.html' title='in half'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-1976532694151109175</id><published>2008-12-27T15:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T15:37:18.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wendelin van draneen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confessions of a serial kisser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Another ♥ good read.</title><content type='html'>This is similar to the other book I read and reviewed in this blog. About the female obsessed with a romance novel and such? Yeah. I can totally relate with these good finds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bookshelvesofdoom.blogs.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/04/28/confessions_of_a_serial_kisser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Confessions of a Serial Kisser is written by Wendelin Van Draanen, author of Flipped which I have read and adored. And for that purpose did I decided to buy it. Yesterday, before we went to EK. So anyway, if I probably didn't know the author, I wouldn't have spent 514 on this book thinking it's just one of these shallow romance novels about catfights and stilettos. The excerpt on the cover of the book wasn't useful at all, describing about the 'pull of kiss' or such. Now that I've finished reading it taking about an hour yesterday at 3 am and the whole morning before lunch, I've decided I love this author and her books.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's about Evangeline, a 17 year old girl who got addicted to her mom's romance novel, Crimson Kiss, describing about a glorious, perfect kiss that would make her feel alive. So begins her quest. Add in the boy troubles because of her spontaneous kisses, her Dad's unfaithfulness which has led to divorce and now tries to rebuild their family again and soon after "friendship problems" cause Evangeline to just stop with the conquest and re-evaulate everything. With an open ended finale (similar to Flipped) and a winning last line, this book went to my favorites. Well, it gave me something to think about too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait to tell my friends &amp;amp; classmates a.k.a. addicted romance readers as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Spoiler alert! The winning last line/s....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The crimson kiss isn't something you can chase, because it's more than just the passionate meeting of mouths. It's a confession.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's the truth your lips whisper to someone you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;That line won me over. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-1976532694151109175?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/1976532694151109175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=1976532694151109175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1976532694151109175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1976532694151109175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-good-read.html' title='Another &amp;hearts; good read.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-4278303019380294550</id><published>2008-12-27T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T15:11:23.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enchanted Kingdom'/><title type='text'>my poor, sore feet</title><content type='html'>We went to EK that afternoon. I spent almost the whole trip multitasking: sleeping and using my heavy head to push the car sun shield whilst listening to my iPod. My Lolo was crankin' up his old tunes in his cassette you see. So anywayz, we arrived at EK- which my adorable younger brother and cousin (both wearing matching shirts) believed to be Disneyland- 2 hours later. It was no surprise the line was long. So many families and barkadas out for the holidays as well. So while we waited in line, I munched on some Cheetos :) When we finally entered, the first ride we got on is: &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Grand Carousel&lt;/span&gt;. It's a pity that it's the only ride my Lolo can go on (he opted for a 150 ticket, 120 really since there's a Senior Citizen discount) and he didn't want to ride. But it's okay. I managed to get his pic while he had my toki-doki slung over his shoulders. The next ride we went on is &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Wheel of Fate&lt;/span&gt;. The line was so long that it took us about and hour or more before we finally got on! We thought the fireworks would come at 7 then and we would see it whilst on the ride. Sadly, it came at around 10. And we were inside the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Rialto &lt;/span&gt;theater (after about 2 hours of waiting in line and 2 sessions of 'fake snow')... and it wasn't even that good! By that time, my feet were killing me and my stomach was growling. My Tita went to buy some rice-in-a-box, sadly, they were out of rice. So we ate Pizza. I ate a slice, my younger cousin (about 3 years old) ate 2 slices and a half. My Tita claims he loves pizzas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we went to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Rio Grande Rapids&lt;/span&gt;. The highlight of this whole trip. Here's the breakdown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Long yet fast moving line&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just me, Ally, Chuchi and Tita Cat [[Others went to ride the Carousel again. :P]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A discovery. A blackmail discovery with permanent proof for the whole EK to see. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuchi's pregnancy look, courtesy of my toki-doki bag.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy in the pink shirt's wet look. :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me. Getting drenched because of the waterfall. Yet again. For the third time straight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we had our little pictorial. We went home at closing time: 12 midnight. We stopped by McDo where there was an abundance of other EK goers, a shortage in chicken and an almost brawl between a guy (w/ Santa's stomach) and a feisty female. Oh the drama. And again, slept all the way home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh. And BTW, I saw another mushy-sweet couple that day. They were on a trip. Remember that I wrote of a romance idea I thought of, with the guy getting sick and all that drama and I saw an opposite @ Church? Well, I imagined a trip for that made-up guy and girl in my head to spend his "last days."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am I paranoid or what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-4278303019380294550?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/4278303019380294550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=4278303019380294550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4278303019380294550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4278303019380294550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-poor-sore-feet.html' title='my poor, sore feet'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-6955150694627309409</id><published>2008-12-25T23:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:12:28.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coincidences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>got magic? ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. This christmas was truly memorable. No, nothing remarkable happened such as win the lotto, a Euro-trip or a visit from St. Nicholas or such. It's memorable because my wish came true... you know, the Misa de Gallo wish... I wished for a very happy Christmas. And I was happy. Until I screwed everything myself, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the thing. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;December 24&lt;/span&gt; was spent... as any other day. Lounging around in my pajamas, surfing the net, occasionally snacking and daydreaming. We were going to attend Mass that evening at St. Andrew's and about a month ago, I already had my 'Christmas attire' [[It's a Filipino thing I guess.]] ready... which was kind of unlike me. [[Bootleg jeans and a pink (yes, pink. I know, what was I thinking? Apparently, none.) blouse. No!]] But I felt comfortable in it. Which was weird, considering that I'm the kind of person who'd rather blend in the environment and remain unnoticed. [[Which is ironic considering my eccentricity.]] Well, I was still wearing my all-time favorite Chucks and watch (I guess) to still feel... me. Well, I have to deduce that my good mood must have been the afterglow of eating strawberries and cream. [[Made my day, and Christmas eve.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting aside my unusual clothing choices, [[my Lolo even commented on the color! My Lolo! A male! get it?!?]] we headed off to Church. We were surprised at the number of people in attendance. We had to sit separately then, Chuchi and I at the back, Ate Belle at the left on the row infront of us and the rest [[Mom, Dad, Bro, Ally and Ate Loi]] 2 rows infront of us. So what's with me mentioning the seating arrangements? Well, it's not that important. Just the couple sitting beside me, that's all. What's with this couple? I've been daydreaming about them. No, not in the stalkerish or deja vu kind of way, just... the idea. Their 'Flavor of Love' - Hana Yori Dango people. You see, for the past few days, I've been toying around the idea of a bittersweet kind of romance [[the product of romance stories @ Fictionpress and other stuff]] wherein the guy... dies at the end. Like "&lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/teentalk/index.php/topic,146225.0.html"&gt;She's Dating the Gangster&lt;/a&gt;" except reverse. So anyway, the girl sitting next to me was... kind of pale and sickly [[opposite in my fantasy though]]. Almost the entire time she was sitting down. And almost the entire time, he held her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was such a cute scene! What a strange coincidence huh? Anway, the girl seemed nice. She stood up during the Lord's Prayer and held my hand. Which means, she is not a snob. Since no one rarely holds hands with strangers anymore, me included. -Sigh- They're such a cute couple. Looking at them is heartwarming and sweet. :) I hope they'll stay together forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-oh, here comes the sap/romanticist in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way, the priest who celebrated the mass was Afro-American. I found it hard to understand his way of speaking. But nonetheless, I learned a lesson from him! "The Purpose of Christmas is to share the Love of Christ." ... or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a downside that evening was my inability to stay awake till midnight. I owe Jom a 1 year supply of load after a stupid bet. But using the tricks up my sleeve, I'll give him 365 worth of load. 1 Peso per day. Hah! Take that Ruby Kuneho! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I got a gift from Santa! Surprisingly. I got a book by Bo Sanchez entitled "How to be really really really happy!" My mother laid her claim as the next to read it soon after I tore the wrapper. I finished it earlier today. No surpise. I was reading Angels and Demons on Christmas day. Forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;December 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate a very very excellent ham for breakfast, with [[get this]] lechon-shaped bread from Julie's bakeshop. For lunch, I ate chicken from KFC, Lola's Kare-kare, rice [[duh]] and fruit salad - that's about half of what was served! For dinner, rice, chicken, sisig and leche flan for dessert. What I did? I slept. [[Hehehehe.]] And later that afternoon we went to Greenhills and then to Robinsons Galleria where I played babysitter. That night, I also spent gushing about Peanutz's new cellphone, which I claimed to be my soulmate considering that it's a.) flip open b.)ORANGE c.)Has lots of memory including bluetooth and d.) has a Panda chain. We ended up talking about our childhood experiences. Well, MY embarrassing childhood experiences that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've written it down. It seems so... normal and plain. But it's really a miracle and God's gift how I kept on smiling no matter how much I screwed up [[you know. My usual issues]].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. It's past midnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to EK tommorrow... err, later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, the title of this post came from a guy's statement shirt I saw during the evening mass. I want that shirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-6955150694627309409?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/6955150694627309409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=6955150694627309409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6955150694627309409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6955150694627309409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/12/got-magic.html' title='got magic? &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-4643583258790704000</id><published>2008-12-23T17:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:04:03.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin Johnson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BoysLikeGirls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kris Kringle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intramurals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ateneo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamora Pierce'/><title type='text'>The irony and summary</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's been a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month and more. My last post was just &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;after sembreak&lt;/span&gt;... ta-da! It's already half of the Christmas break. Well, I've been busy. Yes, really busy. If not, I've been too much of a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;worrywart&lt;/span&gt; to get my thoughts straight or a &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;procrastinator&lt;/span&gt; to write a single word. A lot has happened. A lot. Let's make a list of the memorable ones shall we... [[FYI This blog is turning out to be journal.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with something... academically related... something about my future after highschool... whatever that future might be. I'm talking about... &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Ateneo Junior Summer Camp&lt;/span&gt;. [[Or something within those words.]] What's that? Not only does it boosts my confidence because I realized that I was told I am part of the top 5 of my batch [[top 4 to be exact]], but also, this campt thingy is a great, big, awesome, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for moi. To keep it short, here's the deal: Top 5 of selected schools in the &lt;u&gt;country&lt;/u&gt; take an exam. Only the top 70 students can partake in the summer camp designed to train us for college life. And get this: once you get in, there is no need for an entrance exam for the said school. How frickin' awesome is that? :) But with the way things are going on for me right now... I have lots of doubts... school-related doubts. I know. What a nerd. Can I help it? [[Random: Chris Tiu!]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the list is the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;intramurals&lt;/span&gt;. Or the somehow intramurals. Aside from the fact that Charlotte is the muse of our batch [[that's my friend! woohoo~! :)]] and that it was the first time I got really excited for the intrams, to put it bluntly, it sucked. Carllyn and I and the others were not really able to participate in the activities because we became school representatives on some IT contest [[which sucked too.]] . And also not forgetting the fact that our batch... well, we were losers, literally. The only games we won were indoor games. So we're intellectually competent, nice. Well anyway, I really felt bad during the intrams, especially during the IT thing... I was sorry for my Ate C. She wanted to play so badly... I&lt;em&gt; tried&lt;/em&gt; to sympathize since... well, I'm not an athletic person and so it does not have some big importance to me other than supporting my batchmates. This 'thing' fueled me to do my best during the IT contest... I wanted to win so that my Ate's efforts are not lost, or a waste to leave the intramurals. But it turned out very differently. I was depressed, and even as I recount it now, I still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to mention would probably the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kris Kringle&lt;/span&gt;. Our codenames were boys' names, my name was my brother's: Andre :) Anyway, funny that the secrecy and thrill was lost just a few days. My baby turned out to be my seatmate, Patitay. How she found out? She went to my house and saw the chocolates I gave her earlier that day. And on the same day did I found out who my mommy was: Jenina. Our conversation at the bathroom was hilarious! It turned out like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: Annick, kilala mo na ba baby mo?&lt;br /&gt;A: Oo. Ikaw?&lt;br /&gt;J: Hindi eh. Kilala mo ba kung sino si Andre?&lt;br /&gt;A: O.o -insert pause- :)) hahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our wishlists are cool too: we had so many similar wants! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Revelations by Melissa dela Cruz&lt;/span&gt; [[speaking of which, I haven't bought one.]], &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a t-shirt from Artwork&lt;/span&gt; [[passed on to my 'family tree' during the revelations]], &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blank notebook from Fully Booked and a Little Miss Rosena t-shirt.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Christmas party, we had another flour fight. BTW, the theme was &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;statement shirts and colored jeans&lt;/span&gt;. I had a trouble finding colored jeans [[I was supposed to wear white but it was banned! I bought a brown one.]] but I loved my statement shirt, though I would've prefered a custom one or from artwork or from &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;David and Goliath:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Save the earth! Eat animals!&lt;/span&gt;  But I love my RED shirt! It said: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every child is an artist.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and for the first time ever, I've decided to attend the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Misa de Gallo&lt;/span&gt; [[with my Dad and Tita Liz]] and guess what... I might be able to complete it! Tomorrow's the last day! :) A wish come true? I hope so! But which wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Other discoveries:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.martinsays.com/"&gt;Martinsays.com&lt;/a&gt; - I've found out Martin Johnson is a regular blogger, maybe even a techie, a humorous and insightful writer and a YouTube lurker! =)) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tamora Pierce - I've just started reading her books [[e-books]] yesterday and I was hooked! Unfortunately, I read a spoiler about the ending of her quartet and you know happy endings are my pet peeve, especially if it concerns a couple... gah! I'm getting pissed again!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some epiphanies... mostly not so good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-4643583258790704000?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/4643583258790704000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=4643583258790704000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4643583258790704000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4643583258790704000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/12/irony-and-summary.html' title='The irony and summary'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-2355124047860731473</id><published>2008-11-04T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:17:21.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>... running circles in my head.</title><content type='html'>RAMBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be either a.) sleeping or b.) studying for AP. But after reviewing non-stop (with the occasional distractions of my cousins &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;) for chemistry, I feel really, really tired. Why not sleep? I don't know. I guess I really am a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nocturnal person&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaha. Vampires. Or, like the saying goes, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Old habits die hard"&lt;/span&gt; I'm just procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is Christmas Break? Today is the 1st day after the sembreak. Today was also the day my classmates saw my new haircut. No comment on that. So anyway, I felt really bad! And not because of the haircut, but because I haven't been productive during the rest days! Well, it is a rest day afterall, but that's not an excuse! I'm a THIRD YEAR student! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't slack off now! &lt;/span&gt;[[Though I really am.]] Earlier, I had a conversation with Mariel. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;From how it went to interpreting poems about housewives to campus tours then college courses, I dunno.&lt;/span&gt; But anyway, it's already the third quarter and I still don't know which course to take! All I'm sure is that it's not medicine. Anyway, Mariel told me it would be best if I got one English/Computer related since they are my strong points. I admit, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;journalism is pretty tempting&lt;/span&gt;. But I want to have a stable job when I graduate... I'm the eldest after all! And I have 2 siblings! One will start schooling just after I graduate! So what I need is a course related to my strong points and get a decent and stable job afterwards. Hmmm.... what about becoming a teacher? &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hell no. What a sick joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end ramble-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I ♥ my CUZINs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Message: Hang in there Jong! [[can't post this...]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-2355124047860731473?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/2355124047860731473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=2355124047860731473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/2355124047860731473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/2355124047860731473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/11/running-circles-in-my-head.html' title='... running circles in my head.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-6529466351240106628</id><published>2008-11-02T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:40:31.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cornelia Funke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg Cabot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farid and Meggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNoWriMo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fictionpress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Bloods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Bookstore'/><title type='text'>Pointless</title><content type='html'>It's &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;NaNoWriMo&lt;/a&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not joining. It'll be hard to balance my schoolwork... especially now that I'm a Junior AND I'm trying to make-up for the last quarter. *Sigh* I wish I joined last year. Problem is, I was having a Writer's block [[aww. I'm a writer! =))]] Writers from &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;FictionPress&lt;/span&gt; are hooked on NaNoWriMo, even published authors like&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; Meg Cabot&lt;/span&gt;! Wow! Maybe next year I can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I anyway, I want to ramble and roar about some stuff today. Now that I think about it, the topic is probably my pet peeve: story endings. You see, I was browsing through the National Bookstore Website searching if &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Revelations by Melissa dela Cruz&lt;/span&gt; is already available. That was when I stumbled upon another book, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Inkdeath by Cornelia Funke&lt;/span&gt;. I love the Inkheart series! The genre is fantasy, another favorite aside from romance. Anyway, the mentioned is actually the final book of the Trilogy. I was so excited! I've read the 2 books last year, borrowed from the library. I was actually planning on buying all 3 books. But after reading the reviews of those who have finished reading it (finding some spoilers as well), I don't think I'll buy it, let alone read it anymore. Here's the thing: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Farid and Meggie won't get together&lt;/span&gt;. But I love that pairing! A girl from the real world and a boy from a different world, from inside a book! Aside from the obvious, how can it not work out?!?! Although the reviews say it has a great ending, I still couldn't force myself to read it. And here's the thing: &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I don't force myself to read!&lt;/span&gt; Except textbooks of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read because I want to travel, explore new things, play with emotions. I read becuase I want to escape. Blame it on Disney, but I'm a sucker for happy endings. I read a story from Fictionpress entitled, &lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2410190/1/"&gt;Jonnie the Girl&lt;/a&gt;, I loved it! That is until the unexpected and tragic twist... then realizing that it was a true to life story! I got so depressed, I cried that night and was all gloomy the next day. See this is what I hate. I'm not naive to not realize that life can be a bitch, so this is where books come in, where there are happy endings, goodness and love conquers all, blah blah blah. It may seem like a childish fantasy, but it's like my drug you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So why bother with tragic endings? Fiction is supposed to be my escape. It's pointless to read drama if it goes on until the end. I admit, I like heartaching stories, thinking that the ending will be sweeter through it all. But if the story is left as is... NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of Revelations, I read a review that it's ending is... disappointing. Well, that's okay. Because I know there is still 6 more books out of 9 to make it all better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. RAWR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-6529466351240106628?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/6529466351240106628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=6529466351240106628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6529466351240106628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6529466351240106628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/11/pointless.html' title='Pointless'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-1026881701460592450</id><published>2008-10-30T14:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:01:01.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HSM3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shannon Hale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gakuen Alice'/><title type='text'>It's not dark. You're just BLIND.</title><content type='html'>Keep telling yourself "Reality is better than fiction." I've finished reading "&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Austenland" by Shannon Hale&lt;/span&gt; [[I love the book!!]] and in one of the reviews, it mentions the earlier statement. I irony? It's also a novel. Like blind leading the blind. The story is about a young woman, very single because she keeps comparing every guy to Mr. Darcy, her obsession. Though I'm not a fan of Pride and Prejudice [[I'm TRYING to read the book and see what the fuss is all about...]], I understand that Boys in Books are so much Better. It's a great story. About letting go, moving on and taking a stand. [[Though it's not as dramatic as I put out.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3103/2591260570_6d57c1997c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was worth my savings. :) But I wasn't surprised, Shannon Hale is one of my most favorite authors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But after a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;bad&lt;/s&gt; haircut&lt;/span&gt;, I find reality very... annoying. It's like wanting to enter a dream and never wake-up or go through a mirror to another world or something... what a novel idea. But then again, after a few days of trying to get over... stuff. I might reconsider.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Epiphany: Aside from being myopic, I'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blind&lt;/span&gt;. [[I thought these things only happen in book but...]] And I'm so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stubborn&lt;/span&gt; I frustrate myself as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other News:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;HSM3 is my favorite out of the 3 movies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got scolded that day...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ear Piercing hurts even if you just look at it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm broke.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't watch Filipino Movies just because.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a long Christmas list.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After eons, I finally updated my &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/iluvorange"&gt;FS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Natsume and Mikan is still &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm still a GA fangirl.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;As proof, here are some GA AMVs I adore :) [[It's in my iPod]] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZRz503jFLgg"&gt;I Think I Love You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z-So-RanTrU"&gt;I'll Be&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-1026881701460592450?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/1026881701460592450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=1026881701460592450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1026881701460592450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1026881701460592450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-not-dark-youre-just-blind.html' title='It&apos;s not dark. You&apos;re just BLIND.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3103/2591260570_6d57c1997c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-6532626576711686764</id><published>2008-10-23T18:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:36:23.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanfiction'/><title type='text'>thick</title><content type='html'>I've just finished a book I've recently borrowed from Estelle. It's entitled &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The True Meaning of Cleavage (by Mariah Fredericks),&lt;/span&gt; and trust me, it's not as liberated as the title speaks of. It's not even a romance story, but one about friendship. What true friends really are- companions despite everything else, kindred souls. Somehow, the story helped me figure things out, some things that just happened within this last week before the sembreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ultimatum&lt;/span&gt; earlier today. I had to decide between 2 of my best friends: my sister-cousin and one of my FWENDZ. Both celebrated their birthday this October, the former just yesterday and the latter on Monday. Here's the dilemma: I promised my cousin that we'll watch HSM 3 tomorrow (even though I'd prefer to watch The Strangers) but then my friend suddenly told of her celebration tomorrow as well. Of course, I already had other plans on Friday before the other two, a movie marathon. But of course, I couldn't say no to my cousin, and I figured they'd understand why I can't come (yet again.) But then the celebration thing came up all of the sudden, and I didn't know what to do. I thought she said she didn't want to celebrate it the first place so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard deciding. But I guess, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blood is thicker than water&lt;/span&gt;, right? I hate that quotation. I think it's stupid, to be blunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was this related to the book? What's the true meaning of Cleavage? It's the separation of the pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was miserable for most of today, for this week (this very slow week) to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was another thing bubbling inside of me, aside from misery. My writing muse. Writing &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gakuen Alice Fanfiction&lt;/span&gt; for 2 years... I almost forgot how that felt. I suffered from a Writer's block. That's when I started writing this blog. It's like forgetting to write fiction and focus on... reality. Epiphanies soon followed after. Then a bit of fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what got me energized to write again? Lack of books to read, boredom, reminisces and the song from the movie &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anastasia "At the Beginning."&lt;/span&gt; (I love that movie and that song.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, completely random, I'm listening a song from &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ella Enchanted "Once Upon A Broken Heart"&lt;/span&gt; - something I discovered after watching some &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Howl's Moving Castle AMVs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... sembreak. Here it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-6532626576711686764?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/6532626576711686764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=6532626576711686764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6532626576711686764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6532626576711686764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/10/thick.html' title='thick'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-2930126332637003602</id><published>2008-10-17T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:58:58.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julia Quinn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gossip Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>Me Time</title><content type='html'>The week after exams was spent pouring over two things. Two &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; feminine interests that surprised the heck out of me. (Though the latter could be considered normal for me... in a way.) The week was spent watching the first season of &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt; and reading novel, particularly the Bridgerton Series of &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Julia Quinn&lt;/span&gt;, a well-known Historical-Romance novelist. [[I think it's like the Pride-and-Prejudice era, but I'm not sure.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was this possible? Let me see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard about Gossip Girl in school. Well, I've heard about it before but it was the book, not the uh... show. Anyway, out of curiosity and intrigue, I wanted to read those novels. According to some of my friends, the book is uh... it contains more 'bitchiness' compared to the show. So I chose to watch it first. I desperately searched for some sites, got bored and impatient waiting, opened up MP3 Rocket and started downloading. What do you know. There are 5 episodes of that show on my iPod. [[I'd put the whole series but there won't be any memory left.]] And surprisingly, I don't mind the bitchiness at all. What I don't like is the 'connections' of the characters... specifically, their parents' past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next are the e-books. I've heard of Julia Quinn when &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;SnowMirage&lt;/span&gt; one of my most favorite GA Fanfiction writers, quoted a line from her book "The Duke &amp;amp; I" It went like this: &lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"To say that men are bull-headed would be insulting to the bull."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Nice isn't it? :) The first hisorical-romance novel I've read is (not surprisinly) by &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Meg Cabot&lt;/span&gt;. I liked it, but I've always loved Cabot's novels. Honestly, I think it was interesting to see a glimpse of the past- when women were fragile and men, chivalrous. When I first read Julia Quinn's Bridgerton series, I immediately thought it was great. It's more mature than Cabot's and the plot's more developed. I think there are 8 books in the Bridgerton series and I'm downloading the 5th book as I write. :) I think I'm ready to give Pride and Prejudice another chance. [[The movie though... maybe later.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weird thing is how both uh... interests have something in common, aside from the romance that is. In them are both two female enigmas- both keen on gossip and scandals. On the former there is, of course, Gossip Girl who fills in the Upper East insiders the latest on the scandalous lives of Manhattan's Elite. :) At the books, there is Lady Whistledown, the mysterious and blunt gossip columnist of the ton. Aside from their mysterious identity, another similiraty is their wit in delivering news. One of the things I like most: wit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's with my sudden and LONG post? I'm supposed to be climbing up a waterfall by now. Yep. It's our outbound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a physically fit person, so wasn't really excited about this trip. Because the awful date (we recently discussed in our Health class about a woman's ovulation period...) and my female intution [[I told my friends I'll HAVE my period on that day. When it came true, I surprised myself as well.]] I didn't go. Although yesterday my bag and snacks (oh my god, my snacks!) were ready, I was ready for some wounds and bruises due to my clumsiness, I slept okay considering I had to wake up at 3:30 AM and stuff. I stayed at home. Doing nothing but... the interests above. But I feel guilty that I've disappointed my friends... I've disappointed myself as well. But hey, it was my first day and I had NO ALL-NIGHT NAPKIN and NO MIDOL. How was I to survive? In compensation, I gave them my Peanut butter and Jelly sandwiches. But not my Cheetos though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a good thing that happened earlier though. When I was drinking cold Nescafe at 4:00 AM, I opened the TV and switched to MTV (the only channel I watch on our... unsatisfying cable) and what do you know. End of some random music video then came... &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;THUNDER BY BOYSLIKEGIRLS.&lt;/span&gt; I was literally swooning. It may just be a random coincidence or God's gift, but Martin Johnson made it all better. Again, surprised the heck out of me. I couldn't keep off the smile on my face even as I said goodbye to my friends. But was I wrong to do that? Did I make the wrong decision? I hope nobody's angry... I shouldn't think highly of myself though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But still, all these coincidences is so... amazing. Like in a novel... Oops. It's starting again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downside of things: Periodical Exam Results. I don't even want to think about it or write it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-2930126332637003602?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/2930126332637003602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=2930126332637003602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/2930126332637003602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/2930126332637003602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/10/me-time.html' title='Me Time'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-3548432527871110240</id><published>2008-10-11T10:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:59:46.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonas Brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BoysLikeGirls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late'/><title type='text'>LATE.</title><content type='html'>It's been a MONTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa. wow. what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geh. corny alliterations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAST POP UPS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boys Like Girls concert is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; [[oops. I mentioned that already.]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm FIFTEEN. surprise! surprise! Fortunatelty (or not), I feel the same. On a stand still...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Birthday blowout turned out to be a... photo shoot. Not that I mind. :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hmm... what else? Oh yeah! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Manga addiction!&lt;/span&gt; Credits to my 'servant' (as she insists, I swear! I don't treat my friends as slaves! Often vice versa... joke =P) Mariel. I recommend Koukou Debut, AAA, You're my Girlfriend and more! Hahaha! On a roll. =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fictionpress, still a source of literature for my romance-craving mind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Umm... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Third Year Pressure&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd elaborate the last part. Third Year Pressure = stress and insanity = eyebags galore and pimples. (eww. I know.) And to think I've been PROCRASTINATING all along! I only felt these kind of stress from school work during the last quarter as a Sophie and Freshman. They didn't exagerate when they said 3rd year is the most hectic period in Highschool. Oh and that reminds me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Career Assesment Survey and Exam [[The first part I finished since it's short and frankly, quite retarded. The last part squeezed the juices out of my brain.]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Intrigued&lt;/span&gt; by lives of young disney celebs...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Did you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Miley Cyrus and Selena Gomez clash? Yep. Old news. But I heard they made up recently during the former's birthday party at Disney land. The place closed down! wow. (notice the period before) Oh wait wait wait. I got mixed up. The two reconciled during the Teen Choice awards. But speaking of the 2 incidents... David Archuleta! He, together with David Cook, announced the best female artist - Miley Cyrus. And she snobbed them. jerk. So anyway, Archie was also at Miley's party... I don't know how or why, but he is. Speaking of Miley, she's got a new boyfriend (finally! let go of Nick Jonas!), Justin Gaston (underwear model. okay...) AND I just found out that HE was in Taylor Swift's new music video (which I ADORE. saw it on Meg Cabot's website (: ) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE STORY.&lt;/span&gt; And recently, that Taylor Swift and Joe Jonas just broke up. "He broke her heart." I read somewhere. I can confirm this after reading something on Taylor's MySpace. Poor, beautiful girl. :( He broke up with her on the PHONE! My respect for Joe Jonas went (partially) down the drain. Speaking of which...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm addicted to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;! Eversince Love Story, I've been enamoured by her. But of course, in a platonic, fan-girlish way. I'm not a groupie afterall! And most specially not towards the same gender!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;See how intrigued I am? Half my post about Disney celebs. Which is surprising since I was never a gossip girl anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-3548432527871110240?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/3548432527871110240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=3548432527871110240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/3548432527871110240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/3548432527871110240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/10/late.html' title='LATE.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-8017397408757218045</id><published>2008-09-06T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:56:22.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BoysLikeGirls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moments'/><title type='text'>Heels Over Head for BoysLikeGirls - 26</title><content type='html'>It was one heck of a day. Full of contemplation and longing as we stood in line. Annoyance and gloom as we heard of the commotion. Yearning and hopefulness when we realized we were an inch close to what we wanted. What an emotional roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention how much our feet hurt and our voices cracked from screaming, our ears popped and sweat trickled down as we jumped up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Carllyn and I were desperately trying to figure out what to do, where to go and how to cope up with our blues, we shared a certain thought: What's the difference between expectations and optimism? We're often told not to expect for we might not get what we want in the end. But we're also told to think positive and not to lose hope. Up until now I'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we waited in line (or lines since we almost about circled the concierge booth searching for the right one!) we encoutered different people. Strong-willed teenagers, spoiled brats, generous parents and aggressive mothers. We even made some ("somehow") friends! The flaws and unjust methods in Glorietta caused all this. Such a scandal! To think we waited 3 hours to get a ticket and got none!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Eevee had an extra ticket. And we met a guy who sold his ticket to us for Php 300. Well, it may seem and is pricey but when we saw BoysLikeGirls practicing on stage, specifically Martin Johnson, we lost all reason and rational thoughts. We grew desperate. Man, I was even PRAYING and BEGGING to get just one more ticket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot all about the Meet-And-Greet or the CD signing. I just wanted to be there. Lower the expectations to gain satisfactory results I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow. This is the first time I went that crazy ever in my life. In front of other people that is. :) It was such a great experience. A "Great Escape" from the stereotypes. And man! We're they so NICE and COOL and HOT! [[Yes yes. This is still me speaking. Fanpire/Fangirl me.]] They were so humble and awesome! Just plain WOW. Even though I had no material remembrance of today, I think I'll remember this moment forever. This &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;"Great Escape."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I realized BoysLikeGirls was coming to the Philippines I was on a: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;Dance Hall Drug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were lining up, then realizing something... bad, I was: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;Learning to Fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw Martin Johnson for the first time, I was: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;Heels Over Head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally got tickets, I was:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt; On Top of The World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the concert, I was on: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;The Great Escape.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it all ended, up until now, I'm learning to: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;Let Go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;BoysLikeGirls ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-8017397408757218045?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/8017397408757218045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=8017397408757218045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/8017397408757218045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/8017397408757218045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/09/heels-over-head-for-boyslikegirls-26.html' title='Heels Over Head for BoysLikeGirls - 26'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-2928577560835090539</id><published>2008-09-02T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:54:59.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg Cabot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BoysLikeGirls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>4 letter words.</title><content type='html'>The topic is considered "cheesy" or "sappy" for most. So I'll try to tone down the vocabulary and be as sardonic as possible. Well, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, we had lots of free days and lesson-less classes. But it was during a lazy Friday that my friends and I talked about one topic in mind. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE.&lt;/span&gt; Yep, the ever famous emotion, or drive for others, that is said to move mountains and conquers everything. It wasn't unusual. We are teenage girls afterall, and romance novels has become my forte, but not relationships. But here's the deal. I've always thought it was... impossible. That all those clichés and coincidences happened in books and movies only. But was I so wrong. Not that I was surprised in realizing it but... I got very curious afterwards. I mean, I've recently read that a "One and Only Love" is a Young girl's dream, and a Man's burden. So, those believing in this so called "Love"a sign of immaturity and naiveté?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;4 letter words&lt;/span&gt;. REAL LOVE. TRUE LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Let's call it infatuation instead. You see, this is what happened. [[I won't mention the names of my friends for their privacy.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend has a crush on someone I know. Out of boredom and wanting to start small talk, I asked what kind of love story she would want. I made a "survey." [[Then our other friends started to listen and voice out their opinions. Haha! Welcome to the Annick Peralta show! joke.]] Anyway, my friend was indecisive about her fantasy. She was just sure that she wanted a "love-hate relationship" at first. Well, who doesn't? It's so cute. All of us agreed on it. So I tried to help her finish her story. Spending the whole of last summer reading Meg Cabot novels and Romance stories at Fictionpress, [[Hey. I'm bored. And I was desperate to read. Plus, I'm a girl.]] I started to mix and match scenes and situations. Not to worry, I won't write or publish it. So no plagiarism there. Just having fun. We had fun sharing ideas and finishing the make-up story. I even joked that I'd write a book entitled "Confessions of -insert name here-" [[It was a coincidence that St. Augustine's, who wrote his autobiography with that title, feast day was near.]] And that was when the true love stories were told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I really want to write a book. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;RANDOM NEWS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Boys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girls&lt;/span&gt; @ Glorietta @ Saturday, September 6, 2008, 5 PM&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carllyn and I will go together since...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;... I &lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;have 2 tickets for FREE because of Dad's card plus...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a chance to MEET AND GREET the band!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-hyperventilate-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 letter words: Hell Yeah. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;LSS: &lt;em&gt;"What makes you different, makes you beautiful to me. ♥" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Reminiscing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The Princess Diaries 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Based on the novel by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Meg Cabot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;first romance novel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have ever read and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-2928577560835090539?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/2928577560835090539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=2928577560835090539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/2928577560835090539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/2928577560835090539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/09/4-letter-words.html' title='4 letter words.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-3949013066454177073</id><published>2008-08-26T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:54:08.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fictionpress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BoysLikeGirls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artemis Fowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Preferece</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Annick recommends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eye toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! wee! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;One of Carllyn's cool gadgets!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like Wii, but much much better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercise people! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of PiX =)) [[Vain? I don't think so.]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;F-U-N.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;... and exhausting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tsk. tsk. tsk. I sound like a chocolate-induced 5-year-old. Oh well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random News:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No classes tomorrow! [[Highschool only.]] Downside: Lots of HWs. Crap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finished reading the 4th &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Artemis Fowl&lt;/span&gt; Book: Lost Colony&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;[[Yet again. Eoin Colfer blows my mind away with his genius plot. And pisses me off with his easy and shocking alterations. ]]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beijing Olympics has ended. [[Clap clap clap.]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2178100/1/Through_Me"&gt;Through Me by Maeven &lt;/a&gt;still rocks my socks off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mariel has FS! [[woohoo!]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finished designing Mariel and Jom's [[finally.]] FS profiles.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a CP. [[Weird that I used a period instead of an exclamation point.]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lessons for the second quarter have begun. [[Tenenenen!]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BoysLikeGirls&lt;/span&gt; on Sept. 7!!! [[Same as the premiere of Camp Rock on Disney Channel and Mariel's Mom's birthday (she told me this twice already.)]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cried my eyes out - &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bokura Ga Ita&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[[First straight romance anime I have watched.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm planning on starting [[my second, since I deleted my first]] a multiply site. Hmm...what username?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well. I still have tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-3949013066454177073?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/3949013066454177073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=3949013066454177073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/3949013066454177073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/3949013066454177073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/08/preferece.html' title='Preferece'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-6544534969756647883</id><published>2008-08-18T11:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:51:40.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephenie Meyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Breaking Dawn</title><content type='html'>Yup. The fourth (and last, not counting Midnight Sun) book of the Twilight Series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235713782583622818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wU25hhJD0SI/SKj98fyDfKI/AAAAAAAAACs/n-CnMmB4yns/s200/breaking+dawn+cover+from+amazon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BEFORE READING THE BOOK:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there would be spoilers. MAJOR spoilers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bella would get pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;2) Jacob would have his own POV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But probably the biggest (and worst) I've heard is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Jacob's going to imprint on Bella and Eward's daughter. [[eww.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People said it was a disappointment. That my money would just be wasted on it. But still, I'd give the book a shot. After all, I've been WAITING for it to be released and I'd already reserved a copy. I didn't have expectations though, whether it would be bad as they say or maybe... just okay. I'm not a fan of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bella&lt;/span&gt;... so I don't fancy the book &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;much. Besides, I was already [[and still am]] pissed that Robert Pattinson would play Edward. NO NO NO! Lots of people would back me up. But it's pointless. The movie's done and all that, so there. Go watch it [[The release date was advanced to November 21st, and Harry Potter, which was supposed to come out on the date aforementioned would be premierring on earlier next year. I wonder why... gah. Don't care.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, my cousin "Peanuts" borrowed the book before I managed to buy it. And she hinted that there were lots of... innuendos. And to think that this is the first in the Twilight Saga she's read. What a turn off. She also said "Bella = slut. Poor Edward." Well, no surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday I bought the book, amazingly, the last copy at NBS. What a miracle! I was GLAD. Super. It's a miracle if you think about it [[simple joy]]. "Hahaha! Because of me, it's sold out!" Well, that's just me. A bit cruel. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I started to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHILE READING THE BOOK:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was entranced with Twilight, New Moon and Eclipse that I managed to finish it about 1 and half days. But it took me 3 days to finnish Breaking Dawn, and not because it's longer than the others. I couldn't read it straight, especially the parts where Bella narrated, without getting a bit... flustered. Are the publishers sure that it's for YOUNG ADULTS? And oftentimes I imagine the characters to be R.Pattinson and Kristen Stewart [[I don't like her voice...]] so that was... disturbing. I used the Tom Sturridge bookmark for... convenience. Something to keep me reading without (much) discomfort. But I still couldn't read it straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed out loud when Jacob narrated. I thought I would hate his part, imaging it to be "Woe is me and my unrequited love" but it was very amusing. Especially his banters with Rosalie. I became fond of Jacob through this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward... became a bit of a minor character. He was in so much pain throughout the book, all because of his love for Bella. Poor Edward. I didn't seem much of a love story anymore [[except for the you-know-what parts. Too much of that actually. :(]] and he wasn't as "dazzling" as before. The burning man as Jacob put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AFTER READING THE BOOK:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Dawn is very different from the other two books. I think it got sidetracked from the young adult theme actually. I wouldn't say it is a disappointment. [[Hell, a lot of people already says that.]] But if you ignore the innuendos, too formal and serious discussions and annoying main character, it's... just okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thing that made Breaking Dawn memorable for me is Jacob, and also adorable Renesmee. Like her father, she has 'dazzled' me! They're so cute together! If you ignore the fact that Jacob used to have a thing for her mom and that she's only months old but growing quite rapidly, that is. Honestly, I &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; the pair &lt;em&gt;a bit more&lt;/em&gt; than Edward and Bella. Maybe because I don't like Bella and I think Edward's too perfect for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a happy ending... almost too perfect actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, I'm still confused why it's called Breaking Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Comparing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I like The Host more than The Twilight Series... now [[all thanks to Jacob and Renesmee]]... I don't know. But it seems like Breaking Dawn would fit more into the Adult genre than The Host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of negative feedback about Breaking Dawn, in Amazon, in magazine reviews, even in forums! All I can say is... Poor Stephenie Meyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;In the end, the Twilight Saga is just... okay for me. [[Maybe a little bit more.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-6544534969756647883?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/6544534969756647883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=6544534969756647883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6544534969756647883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6544534969756647883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn.html' title='Breaking Dawn'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wU25hhJD0SI/SKj98fyDfKI/AAAAAAAAACs/n-CnMmB4yns/s72-c/breaking+dawn+cover+from+amazon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-6240785126196169950</id><published>2008-08-06T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:50:03.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirling'/><title type='text'>I'm Alive</title><content type='html'>Wee! David Archuleta's first single entitled "Crush" ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hung up the phone tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;something happened for the first time, deep inside &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was a rush, what a rush &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause the possibility that you would ever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feel the same way about me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's just too much, just too much &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I ever think about is you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized, and I just got to know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you ever think, when you're all alone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that we could be, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where this thing could go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it really just another crush &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you catch a breath, when I look at you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you holding back, like the way I do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I'm tryin, try to walk away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin away, goin away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has it ever crossed your mind when we were hanging &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spending time girl, are we just friends &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there more, is there more &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See it's a chance we've gotta take &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I believe we can make this into &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something that will last, last forever, forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you ever think, when you're all alone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that we could be, Where this thing could go Am I crazy or falling in love Is it really just another crush &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you catch a breath, when I look at you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you holding back, like the way I do Cause I'm tryin, try to walk away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin away, goin away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I ever think about is you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I just got to know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you ever think, when you're all alone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that we could be, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where this thing could go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it really just another crush &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you catch a breath, when I look at you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you holding back, like the way I do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I'm tryin, try to walk away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin away, goin away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my side of things... the debut is tomorrow! I'm an escort with the tux and stuff... I look like a guy! My younger brother! No wonder I don't tie my hair up. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The randomness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peeves: Breaking Dawn Spoilers, bad bad schedule and...&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/6429674143438226465-6240785126196169950?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/6240785126196169950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=6240785126196169950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6240785126196169950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6240785126196169950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Alive'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-6171108926936729019</id><published>2008-07-13T15:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:49:47.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trudi Canavan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pride and Prejudice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephenie Meyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artemis Fowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RPG'/><title type='text'>ennui kills pandas. give a spark.</title><content type='html'>School has been "okay. yup. sure. really? hmm... lalalala. nice. awww." lately. Translation: &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I've been feeling a bit impassive and BORED.&lt;/span&gt; My primary pic in Friendster has a title "ennui kills pandas. give a spark." for obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me &lt;s&gt;say&lt;/s&gt; type it again. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;I'm bored.&lt;/span&gt; And the ironic thing is, I'm doing nothing to keep myself busy. It's a scary thing now that I think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another ramble for me: I need cash. Well, maybe not really &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; but umm... require cash in order to purchase some novels and thus saving me from monotonous days and senseless... stuff. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt; would be out by August 2 and I already reserved a copy. There are also quotes on Stephenie Meyer's website, updated daily. I CAN wait. Because I think Twilight lost it's spark when the official movie cast came out. It's disturbing to think of THE EDWARD whenever I re-read the book. [[which is still hostaged by my cousin, not that I care... much.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on October comes out the third book in the Blue Bloods series "&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Revelations&lt;/span&gt;." This I CANNOT wait for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others on my list? Let's see The 2 remaining books from &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The Dark Magician Trilogy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The Opal Deception&lt;/span&gt; - 4th Artemis Fowl novel, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seeing Redd&lt;/span&gt; [[I think it's out...]] and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Austenland&lt;/span&gt;, a novel by Shannon Hale. It's bit of a Pride and Prejudice-thingy [[duh. Jane AUSTEN]] and I was a bit reluctant at first since &lt;i&gt;startlingly and disturbingly&lt;/i&gt; my hand didn't get numb when I watched the movie [[starting Keira Knightly]]. Translation: There's no KILIG factor. Or chu chu. And another thing, it costs 580 pesos. Poor wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;68% DoMO Patcher.&lt;/span&gt; Guess what? I'm trying out another RPG [[I've lost count to how many I tried to play]] called Dream of Mirror Online. Sounds cool. But then again, so did the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love witty quotes. And funny meteorologists on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-6171108926936729019?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/6171108926936729019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=6171108926936729019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6171108926936729019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6171108926936729019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/07/school-has-been-okay.html' title='ennui kills pandas. give a spark.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-6535876625280404029</id><published>2008-06-20T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:08:10.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Global Warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>What is earth’s medicine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;According to the trusty Merriam-Webster dictionary, Global Warming is an increase in the earth's atmospheric and oceanic temperatures widely predicted to occur due to an increase in the greenhouse effect resulting especially from pollution. To put it simply, because of pollution, there is an increase in the earth’s temperature- causing a lot of environmental problems. And if we don’t start taking care of mother earth now, things would come to an end, especially for the future generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advances in technology today affect most of our environment. Burning of fossil fuels, using products with CFCs, carbon dioxide from power plants, modes of transportation and buildings, deforestation are just some of the causes on the thinning of the ozone layer. But sad to say, not everyone gives attention to this growing problem. As long as they’re comfortable now- why worry about the future? Well, it’s everyone’s duty to take care of the earth and make sure it stays ‘livable’ for the future generations. In the past, people lived more than about a hundred years! But now, some barely even reach sixty, let alone a hundred. Good thing nowadays, medicines have greatly improved. But with the rise of medical researches, new diseases are yet to be discovered. But what about our planet? What is earth’s medicine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wU25hhJD0SI/SFuZOr0tjQI/AAAAAAAAACk/dNDpPewc7OI/s1600-h/sick+earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213929471172513026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wU25hhJD0SI/SFuZOr0tjQI/AAAAAAAAACk/dNDpPewc7OI/s320/sick+earth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here’s an interesting (and a bit insulting in my opinion) article I found online: &lt;a href="http://www.livescience.com/environment/top10_global_warming_results.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 Surprising Results of Global Warming.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Basically, it tells us about the effects of global warming- things that even offhand people bother to think about. With it’s catchy headings, I hope after reading this article, a bit or concern for our environment would surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s because of the neglect of us humans that the world is suffering, affecting the animals and plants as well. It’s ironic to say that the advances in science, giving comfort in our life, have caused these problems with the environment. It’s a pity. We take and take but don’t give back. Soon, there’ll be nothing to take, and nothing to repay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's time to stop being a parasite to our planet. We're human beings. We're the stewards of God's creations. Earlier today, I tried my luck on entering Screeve. I was to write a story on how to 'Change the world, one step at a time.' [[or something like that. I forgot the exact words.]] I guess this is my first step.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-6535876625280404029?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/6535876625280404029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=6535876625280404029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6535876625280404029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6535876625280404029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-is-earths-medicine.html' title='What is earth’s medicine?'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wU25hhJD0SI/SFuZOr0tjQI/AAAAAAAAACk/dNDpPewc7OI/s72-c/sick+earth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-9018012960288670541</id><published>2008-06-10T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:46:35.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Over there.</title><content type='html'>Extra extra! Read all about it! First day of school highs and lows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III-St. Monica. Adviser: Ms. Jacquelin Asis [[first year English teacher.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A list would be simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;MOST of my fwendz are at St. Monica's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We're trying to make it work. But the schedule is a bugger. The lunch schedule to be precise. If it won't change. Mariel and I will not have lunch with the others FOR THE WHOLE SCHOOL YEAR. [[this sucks the most]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Auditor [[for 3 years already]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Classmates are ok. Seating arrangement? Will take a while to get used to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Managed to distribute chocolates and other 'pasalubongs' =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Received a heart warming letter from Elmira [[I MISS HER SO BAD!!!]] which I gloated to my family. [[dunno why. But it made Jom cry. --That rhymes.]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Received a gift from Kiwi! Aww! It's an Alice and Wonderland notebook and pencil case! It's so kawaii~! [[also gloated]] Thanks Kiwi!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made plans for a sudden visit to my house: do Yoga from Estelle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sudden Chemistry homework. Yoga plans changed into a group study with [[surprisingly]] Jom's help.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate pizza and chocolates and drank coke.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The study group thingy made it all okay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I MISS MY FWENDZ SO BADLY!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Realized Kuya Dan's got it worse. Compared to his, chemistry homework is a peachy subject.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All in all. It was a very DIFFERENT first day of school. It's fine... for now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope I'll survive the year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-9018012960288670541?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/9018012960288670541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=9018012960288670541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/9018012960288670541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/9018012960288670541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/06/over-there.html' title='Over there.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-7852166689115930000</id><published>2008-06-05T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:44:58.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gakuen Alice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Overload.</title><content type='html'>Back to Fanpire-ing. And I think I'm pigging out. XP&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was randomly browsing through different websites looking for more info on &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;The Host&lt;/span&gt; [[Yes. I am still hooked.]] And I managed to find a website with other Fanpires like me. So, yeahey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I searched DevianArt for some pix [[concerning The Host. again.]] and some pix were linked to Twilight. [[no surprise.]] After 2 months, I haven't seen my copy of Twilight. It's been passed around... not that I have a problem. I mean, spread the love! Anywayz, I saw the chibi Twilight characters drawn by &lt;a href="http://robbuz.deviantart.com/"&gt;Robbuz&lt;/a&gt; and that's when I remembered how much I love the book. [[So random.]] My enthusiasm drops low whenever I think of the movie though... It also reminded me of a post in one of The Host forums I checked out. There was a thread asking what if The Host was turned into a movie. Someone said that would be bad since there are few character descriptions in the novel and people have different views on the characters... casting them would just disappoint people. I second the motion! Look what happened to Twilight! Which reminds me of these icons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/?action=view&amp;amp;current=castingdirector.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/castingdirector.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/?action=view&amp;amp;current=movie-twilight-series-1245202_110_1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/movie-twilight-series-1245202_110_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I also got hooked on Gakuen Alice again [[my first obsession.]] after watching a few episodes on Crunchyroll [[brings back so many memories...]] and checking out the manga... which I would declare, crazily THE MANGA ROCKZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee! I just read chapter 97 and... Natsume confessed to Mikan! I was exploding inside!!! He defended her and ran away together... and in chapter 98, the most recent [[though I've only read the summary since the scanlations aren't available yet.]] I think I died after this scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When they reach the Middle School Principal's place, Natsume holds her hand tightly and still won't let go. To sum it all up, he tells her that he wants to become an adult right at this moment and run away with her...forever.&lt;br /&gt;With these words, Mikan begins to cry. Natsume looks away and straightforward, but the look on his face shows he's serious.&lt;br /&gt;MIKAN: "......Me too..."&lt;br /&gt;MIKAN THOUGHTS: {I don't want to let go...I don't want to let go of this hand..........!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-starts to hyperventilate-&lt;br /&gt;Kya~! //Backto Fangirl-ing//&lt;br /&gt;And lookie here! I've posted some scans from the last pages of chapter 96. Feel free to gawk and melt in a puddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/?action=view&amp;amp;current=alice_95_022.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/alice_95_022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/?action=view&amp;amp;current=alice_95_025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/alice_95_025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[Add info: 'That Guy' is Tsubasa-sempai who is now in the Dangerous Ability Types and is currently lost.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/?action=view&amp;amp;current=alice_95_026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/alice_95_026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/?action=view&amp;amp;current=alice_95_027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/alice_95_027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[I... can't... breathe...]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/?action=view&amp;amp;current=alice_95_028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/alice_95_028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kya~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/?action=view&amp;amp;current=alice_95_029.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/alice_95_029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/?action=view&amp;amp;current=alice_95_030.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/alice_95_030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the much awaited moment of chapter 97:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/?action=view&amp;amp;current=alice_97_006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/alice_97_006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/?action=view&amp;amp;current=alice_97_007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/alice_97_007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[Man. I have to update my fanfics.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Other News:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Kung Fu Panda showing on June 6!!!&lt;br /&gt;=Hana Yori Dango Finale [[the movie]] on June 28!!! [[which reminds me... I have to call Elmira!]]&lt;br /&gt;=There's a Blue Bloods Poem contest and the prize is a sneak preview of the 3rd book 'Revelations' [[But I'm not sure if I'll join... I suck at poetry.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-7852166689115930000?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/7852166689115930000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=7852166689115930000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7852166689115930000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7852166689115930000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/06/overload.html' title='Overload.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-1518340028337169680</id><published>2008-06-03T02:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:43:50.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Host'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephenie Meyer'/><title type='text'>While It Lasts</title><content type='html'>I'm a Fanpire. [[not a Fangirl anymore.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I devouring nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♠ The addiction is genetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. My mom's American Idol fever rubbed on me. I suddenly find myself squealing like a pig, browsing the net for more scoop on Archie and sulking [[a bit]] that Cook won. Even AI plagued my iPod! And my 'used-to-be-Panda-filled' Friendster Mediabox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely linkies: &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/iluvorange"&gt;-ramble-&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile_videos?user=DavidArchuleta1990"&gt;-ramble-&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://davidarchuletafanblast.com/"&gt;-rawr-&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AqHeP6qRqOo"&gt;-meow?-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♠ The Host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a wonderful icon in my 'About Me' on Friendster. Fits everything perfectly. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookie look: &lt;img src="http://img34.picoodle.com/img/img34/4/6/2/f_TheHostConfm_67b0a00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the book all in a day because I was so fired up and high. It was worth the eyebags and my savings. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved The Host more than the Twilight Saga because: &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;a.) I like the main character. So much.[[unlike Bella.]]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;b.) I support the love triangle... or square. [[Even if Bella is... Bella. I still want her together with Edward.]]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;c.) The story is so realistic for a sci-fi book. [[I used to have a penchant for aliens in the past. Probably because I'm weird... still am.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly because unlike perfect Edward, [[or other vampires and fictional guys I'm fond of who are close to perfect.]] Wanda's Ian is so sweet in a completely NORMAL human way. =) Hence, the icon above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I even cried a bit. That's how sweet Wanda and Ian were. Or how cruel Jared is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably stay human with Ian, Vampire with Edward =)&lt;br /&gt;[[I lost it.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's move on to what I am dreading... partially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The start of Junior Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why I want to go back:&lt;br /&gt;1. My FWENDZ!&lt;br /&gt;2. Back to the norm for 10 months!&lt;br /&gt;3. Eeevee promised to lend me her Like Minds DVD&lt;br /&gt;4. The laughfest shall begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not:&lt;br /&gt;1. The sectioning. I really really really want to be with my FWENDZ!&lt;br /&gt;2. Schoolwork and pressure. [[what else?]]&lt;br /&gt;3. No more procrastinating. [[or else.]]&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm a JUNIOR now. [[thousands of reasons behind that.]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-1518340028337169680?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/1518340028337169680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=1518340028337169680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1518340028337169680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1518340028337169680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/06/while-it-lasts.html' title='While It Lasts'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-4040542534737620822</id><published>2008-05-12T03:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:41:52.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fictionpress'/><title type='text'>ECC3NTRIC TAST3S</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Reading novels from FictionPress has become a habit as well as an addiction. I forgot how many I've read and swooned on. They're all great! Here are just some of the stories that made my summer unforgettable. As in changing the way I think [[partly]] and urged me to try out other stuff. Or maybe just made me simply daydream more than usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2002649/1/The_Obsession_with_Jack"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Obsession With Jack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[[Haha! It's so... -pause- the lyrics were great! If Egburt 2 was really a band I'm sure to be addicted with their songs. ;) Jack. I like the name.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2359887/1/Ordinary_World"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ordinary World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[[Fantasy themed. Adventure packed. Droll humor. Some cloak-and-dagger businesses. Twisted fairy tales. And a cute love triangle. I love it.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2178100/1/Through_Me"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[[Reminds me of Natsume and Mikan banters. I love it more than False Facades (curse those plagiarizers!). Even though it's not yet finished, I admit it's notable.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2355230/1/Off_the_Page"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Off the Page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[[So true. Just read. One of my faves. (ironicallly.)]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As most readers and reviewers say, &lt;i&gt;On with the story~!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-4040542534737620822?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/4040542534737620822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=4040542534737620822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4040542534737620822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4040542534737620822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/05/ecc3ntric-tast3s.html' title='ECC3NTRIC TAST3S'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-3304222456169535339</id><published>2008-05-03T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:41:35.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avril Lavigne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Runaway'/><title type='text'>Black Out [[not Spears]]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I could sum up the whole month of April 2008 in one simple sentence: This summer is very different from last year’s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last year, it was great. I can’t remember a moment when I felt… lonely. I was in no hurry to head back home. But nowadays, I don’t know. I want to stay here but I want to see my FWENDZ back home too. Well, it’s not like saying last year I didn’t miss them, I did. But in my second year of high school, we got closer- and I badly miss them so much now. Another thing is, a few of my friends are leaving the school. Some are transferring and others are going to migrate. Well, I can still keep up with them, possibilities of technology and all. But it’s different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, maybe another factor of my homesickness is that I have changed. I didn’t notice until they pointed it out. It wasn’t subtle, they said. For better or for worse? I don’t know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Enjoy the rest of the remaining summer days. I just realized time goes by so fast, yet changes occur subtly in the same length as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I had- have, a goal for this summer, planned on the last day of school: I want to change again. So far, I don’t think I’m doing a good job. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;One thing’s for sure: I miss them so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And here I think Drama’s overrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now Playing: Runaway – Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And maybe that’s the problem. I tried to control my summer, my efforts went down the drain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just wanna scream and loose control. Throw my hands up and let it go. Forget about everything and runaway.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-3304222456169535339?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/3304222456169535339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=3304222456169535339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/3304222456169535339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/3304222456169535339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/05/black-out-not-spears.html' title='Black Out [[not Spears]]'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-4012861541053670517</id><published>2008-04-05T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:40:09.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>Memories That Fade Like Photographs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RULES:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. Put Your iTunes, Windows Media Player, ETC on Shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5.Put this on your journal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.If someone says, "Is this okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You say?For a Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic - Paramore //ahaha! nice one! //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2.How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My World - Avril Lavigne // Mine! XP //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3.What do you like in a Boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;6 Minutes - Jonas Brothers // give me time :) //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4.How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cry - Mandy Moore // what the fart? I miss my FWENDZ! T_T //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5.What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Konoyono Shirushi - BoA // okay... ??? //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Flavor of Life - Utada Hikaru // Choco Mucho flavor! =)) //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7.What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Take You There - Sean Kingston // Ginagamit nila ko! how dare they! //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8.What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pressure - Paramore // hahaha! tamang tama! XD//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9.What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Losing Grip - Avril Lavigne // Ditto. //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10.What is 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Vulnerable - Secondhand Serenade // eh? //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11.What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Can't take it - All-American Rejects // HAHA! //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12.What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Getting by - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus // Nice one! //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13.What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange Country Girl - Gwen Stefani // whoa! //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14.What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nocturne - Sponge Cola // Hibernate, dude.//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;15.What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Things I'll Never Say - Avril Lavigne // 100% Correct! //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;16.What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sakura Kiss - For Piano - OHSHC OST // Nice =) //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17.What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Everglow - Mae // I like it. :) Die now. //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18.What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Misery - Good Charlotte // I'm not EMO! //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19.What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Energy - Marina Inoue // eh? //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20.What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hate That I Love You - Rihanna ft. Ne-Yo // ... //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21.What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just So You Know - Jesse McCartney // =) ok. //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22.What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Memories That Fade Like Photographs - All Time Low // I want more! //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The results are pretty accurate... cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-4012861541053670517?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/4012861541053670517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=4012861541053670517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4012861541053670517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4012861541053670517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/04/memories-that-fade-like-photographs.html' title='Memories That Fade Like Photographs'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-5042057253416713459</id><published>2008-04-04T18:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:39:07.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Could I stay so silent?</title><content type='html'>GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of Things I forgot to bring with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Notebook.&lt;/span&gt; // No need for explanations. Me - GUILTY //&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ouran Highschool Host Club DVD.&lt;/span&gt; // Who knew I needed a laugh? //&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Another box of Choco Mucho&lt;/span&gt; // Need I say more? //&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Twilight, New Moon and Eclipse&lt;/span&gt; // Screw saying there's no more space! There is! There is! //&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pillow&lt;/span&gt; // There's a shortage. Don't ask. //&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MTV&lt;/span&gt; // I need to watch The Playlist, Cribs, Pimp My Ride, Boiling Point, My Super Sweet 16, The Ramon Bautista show- ANYTHING! //&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;More Books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;More DVDs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Sanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-5042057253416713459?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/5042057253416713459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=5042057253416713459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5042057253416713459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5042057253416713459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/04/could-i-stay-so-silent.html' title='Could I stay so silent?'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-1911813436051718403</id><published>2008-04-03T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:38:15.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>In Black and White</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a week since &lt;i&gt;the enigmatic heroine of Camia Street left the confines of her prized chamber in blue and ventured out to the Middle East, to the prosperous land of Dubai UAE and reunite with her father.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, after leaving the comforts of my cherished room I've been living quite... I dunno. Having less privacy than I would've wanted, sharing a bed with my deranged sister (lacking a better word), housework on a summer to-do list and no company of any age mate, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I put it that way, it seems so... horrible. It's not &lt;i&gt;that bad.&lt;/i&gt; I'm actually happy with my family (save for the frequent squabbles with you-know-who) but I'm just having a case of... well, not homesickness- just missing my daily routine back at home.&lt;br /&gt;What I'm worrying about is the depleted supply of books, music downloads (can't seem to find the right songs...), the ecstasy-giving Choco Mucho and my sanity with my sibs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, remembering the past summer didn't help my case a bit. I was so carefree last time... I wonder what happened to me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the fact that I miss my FWENDZ so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof? I literally LOL-ed after chatting with my friends yesterday. And I haven't laughed out &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; loud (of course I laugh here... just not so much it brings tears of joy in my eyes) since I arrived here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm certain this is not homesickness. &lt;small&gt;Yet.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-1911813436051718403?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/1911813436051718403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=1911813436051718403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1911813436051718403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1911813436051718403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-black-and-white.html' title='In Black and White'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-1079980545910202336</id><published>2008-03-19T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:37:40.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg Cabot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Bloods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melissa dela Cruz'/><title type='text'>My Fairytale. Something sickeningly sweet... or not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time there has a young &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NECROMANCER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; named &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JACK FORCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. He was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ADDICTIVELY&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;NOTHING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ECCENTRIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; forest when he met &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WIDE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;JESSE DE SILVA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a run-away &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VAMPIRATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; from the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHINY&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Queen &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCHUYLER VAN ALLEN&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JACK FORCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; could see that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WIDE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;JESSE DE SILVA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was hungry so he reached into his &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZIPLOCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and give him his &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;STUPID&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;CHOCOLATE&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;WIDE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;JESSE DE SILVA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was thankful for &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JACK FORCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'s &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHOCOLATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, so he told &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JACK FORCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; a very &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOLDEN&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;story about Queen &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCHUYLER VAN ALLEN&lt;/b&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt; daughter &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUSSANAH SIMON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. How her mother, the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHINY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Queen &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SCHUYLER VAN ALLEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, kept her locked away in a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CASTLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; protected by a gigantic &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PANDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, because &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUSSANAH SIMON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; was so &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUNNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JACK FORCE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;SQUEALED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He vowed to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WIDE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;JESSE DE SILVA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;VAMPIRATE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that he would save the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUNNY&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;SUSSANAH SIMON&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He would &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PANDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and take &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUSSANAH SIMON&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;far away from her evil mother, the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHINY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Queen &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SCHUYLER VAN ALLEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IMAGINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, all of the sudden, there was a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SARCASTIC&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;BLINK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WIDE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;JESSE DE SILVA&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VAMPIRATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; began to laugh. With a puff of smoke he turned into the gigantic &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PANDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; from his story. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHINY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Queen &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCHUYLER VAN ALLEN&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;FAINTED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out from behind a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHITE ROSE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and struck &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JACK FORCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; dead. In the far off &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CASTLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; you could hear a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THE END.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ahahaha! What the fart!?! I made this at : &lt;a href="http://www.fuali.com/"&gt;http://www.fuali.com/&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/6429674143438226465-1079980545910202336?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/1079980545910202336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=1079980545910202336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1079980545910202336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1079980545910202336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-fairytale-something-sickeningly.html' title='My Fairytale. Something sickeningly sweet... or not.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-8227683062474012751</id><published>2008-03-19T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:35:53.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fictionpress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>He said, She said. BUZZ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just reading some random stories at fictionpress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1984785/1/Tracks"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;“Shhhh, not in front of the books!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1874727/1/Avery_Susan_Sanders_is_not_an_Ass"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Frankly, I don’t see you as an Abraham. More like a…Jack. Yes, Jack sounds right."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2385837/1/Xnay_on_Angerday_sil_vous_pla_t"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“You… shall not… pass!” I murmured quietly to myself wishing Jessica were there if only to share in my love of movie quotes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/697932/1/Queen_of_Glass"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;“What?” she asked, and stared at him beneath narrowed brows. Dorian grinned and chuckled. She had fallen for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomness? Product of Boredom. A dying patient of ennui. Poor Annick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/6429674143438226465-8227683062474012751?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/8227683062474012751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=8227683062474012751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/8227683062474012751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/8227683062474012751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/03/they-told-me-thered-be-palm-trees.html' title='He said, She said. BUZZ!'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-4528096170316274725</id><published>2008-03-19T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:35:18.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>Random # 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Annick Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-4528096170316274725?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/4528096170316274725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=4528096170316274725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4528096170316274725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4528096170316274725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/03/random-2.html' title='Random # 2'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-5021303690558038032</id><published>2008-03-18T15:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:34:09.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dubai'/><title type='text'>completing the LiST &amp; emptying the PoCKet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Yahoo! Time to pack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just arrived from Plaza Fair w/ Mariel [and her 'rents... I felt meddlesome at first...] and I bought some DVDs... what was left in my walet? 5 Pesos and 75 centavos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. It's not like I need Philippine Cash at Dubai... which reminds me that I still have some dirhams from last year's visit... hmm... what to spend it on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have bought all the essentials [as in things I going to immerse myself during the summer] and emptied my wallet which was used to be filled with my savings, it's time to P-A-C-K! And say bye bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the trip w/ my friends on the 27th... my flight is also on that day... at midnight. So no worries yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even if I'm all prepared... one of my regrets in leaving is being unable to hang out with my friends this summer...-sigh- Who am I supposed to talk about the animes/J-dramas/books I have finished with? Bro? Ally? gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, as usual, my saliva will get dry... not because I'm stuck in a desert... a rich dessert even so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, it's so HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the aircon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-5021303690558038032?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/5021303690558038032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=5021303690558038032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5021303690558038032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5021303690558038032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/03/completing-list-emptying-pocket.html' title='completing the LiST &amp; emptying the PoCKet.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-4865617104719360514</id><published>2008-03-17T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:33:46.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Time Low'/><title type='text'>♠ VEGAS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vegas -- All Time Low&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, we lie awake&lt;br /&gt;Remember how the coffee made us shake on those long drives?&lt;br /&gt;One more long night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another seven days&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat racing&lt;br /&gt;The interstate, my home tonight&lt;br /&gt;For one more long night&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure as hell the happiest I've ever been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't hide, we let go&lt;br /&gt;We've got more than we know&lt;br /&gt;My friends are a different breed&lt;br /&gt;My friends are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a ghost in this room&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll name it after all of you&lt;br /&gt;And watch it hang over my bed like decorations celebrated&lt;br /&gt;Memories, they came and went in light of all the time we spent&lt;br /&gt;Listening to everything our parents told us not to take in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now make a change&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting down&lt;br /&gt;The mile marks to every town&lt;br /&gt;And falling more in love&lt;br /&gt;With the distance put between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;We can't hide, we let go&lt;br /&gt;We've got more than we know&lt;br /&gt;My friends are a different breed&lt;br /&gt;My friends are everything&lt;br /&gt;Make this last, take it slow&lt;br /&gt;We've got it all figured out for now&lt;br /&gt;So let us live our lives without a doubt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we lie awake&lt;br /&gt;Remember how the coffee made us shake on those long drives?&lt;br /&gt;One more long night&lt;br /&gt;Another seven days&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat racing&lt;br /&gt;The interstate, my home tonight&lt;br /&gt;For one more long night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From coast to coast, I'll make the most&lt;br /&gt;Of every second I've been giving with this crowd&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt, you're all I dream about&lt;br /&gt;At night we lie awake&lt;br /&gt;We ? shake ? to the nights we felt alive&lt;br /&gt;The nights we felt alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would've married you in Vegas&lt;br /&gt;And you've given me the chance to say I do&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make it anymore obvious, could you&lt;br /&gt;Be anymore obvious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would've married you in Vegas&lt;br /&gt;And you've given me the chance to say I do&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make it anymore obvious, could you&lt;br /&gt;Be anymore obvious, could you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-4865617104719360514?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/4865617104719360514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=4865617104719360514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4865617104719360514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4865617104719360514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/03/vegas.html' title='&amp;spades; VEGAS.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-7680106666157180448</id><published>2008-03-16T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:31:48.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pirates of the Caribbean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>SWEET!!!</title><content type='html'>Patience is a good thing. Yup. Now I know. I'd been struggling to get my hands on some books [refer to my past list] and now that exams are over, I have more than enough cash, and PLENTY of time- I finally managed to get the books I want... and more. -insert smug grin here-&lt;br /&gt;So what now? I don't really feel like babbling all the gibberish stuff about my books [okay, I'm too lazy alright?] here are just some sentences on what I feel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YAHOO! MY LIST IS HALF-COMPLETE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Schuyler and Jack are ssssoooo cute together! &lt;i&gt;~Fangirling&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ahaha! I still have some cash left to buy DVDs!&lt;br /&gt;4. Will this fit in my new luggage?&lt;br /&gt;5. How many books should I bring?&lt;br /&gt;6. Which book should I start next? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;7. SWEET!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes. I feel so good. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what else have I been doing these last few days? Well, downloading some new music to my iPod AND the &lt;u&gt;Pirates of The Caribbean: At World's End&lt;/u&gt; movie... though it takes a LOT of space... only 1GB left actually... and umm... downloading e-books, reading fanfiction and stories on fictionpress, sleeping, trying not to EAT, talking on the phone with Estelle, giving and receiving friendster comments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else should I remember to do this summer?&lt;br /&gt;= MAKE TO-DO LIST&lt;br /&gt;= Wrap books in plastic&lt;br /&gt;= TRY to FIX room&lt;br /&gt;= Get picture cards from Estelle&lt;br /&gt;= Give b-day present to baby Dino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else to look forward this month?&lt;br /&gt;Going to Plaza Fair on Tuesday and MAGEC reunion next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEET. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-7680106666157180448?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/7680106666157180448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=7680106666157180448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7680106666157180448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7680106666157180448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweet.html' title='SWEET!!!'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-1289176383171824510</id><published>2008-03-16T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:29:42.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moments'/><title type='text'>cracked, now sunny-side-up</title><content type='html'>WAH!!!! It's vacation!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe I haven't written here before hand...&lt;br /&gt;Well, before I lose myself into flaunting some stuff, let me tell you all about saying good-bye to Clare.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, it wasn't as dramatic as I expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I realized I'll miss them more than I thought I would miss them.&lt;br /&gt;Confused? So am I.&lt;br /&gt;But one thing's for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I love TLC.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was so so so different from last year and my other school days at CSR... it stood out. And that's how I'm gonna remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that it's all cleared, I'll babble about the sleepover @ Mariel's house.&lt;br /&gt;It is my first sleepover yet. It was so fun! [It had to be considering there were &lt;strong&gt;eight&lt;/strong&gt; of us!] We watched tons of movies, [we finally get to use Mariel's Portable DVD player, something she's been desperate to get] ate lots of snacks, laughed out loud, talked and talked and talked, went jogging [4 AM!], harassed her puppies [ahaha! poor &lt;em&gt;Tatay!&lt;/em&gt;], soundtrip and had a bit of a drama time... we had to say good-bye to Elmira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, it was fun. So I guess you could say that the sleepover is the start of summer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-1289176383171824510?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/1289176383171824510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=1289176383171824510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1289176383171824510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1289176383171824510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/03/cracked-now-sunny-side-up.html' title='cracked, now sunny-side-up'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-5845359661703763092</id><published>2008-02-28T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:28:36.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Physical Fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moments'/><title type='text'>The way it rolls... //Late Post//</title><content type='html'>Imagine typing using only one hand… your left hand. What’s with the devil’s right hand? Well, the &lt;u&gt;ring finger&lt;/u&gt; got &lt;u&gt;hit&lt;/u&gt; by a &lt;em&gt;SOFTball.&lt;/em&gt; Oh yes. It was soft as a cushion… not. It HURTS! I told you I suck at PE. Well actually, Mariel calls it &lt;b&gt;beginner’s luck&lt;/b&gt;, I call it &lt;b&gt;equivalent exchange.&lt;/b&gt; How? We had a practical test [my partner is Ana May] and I got 2 out of 3. –Insert Fireworks here- Really. I’d be glad if I just even caught one ball. So yeah. A &lt;u&gt;nice&lt;/u&gt; score in PE but what’s the exchange? A throbbing ring finger [given the circumstances, I would’ve preferred the middle finger… just for kicks], a displeasing score in Biology quiz [not a failing grade but still…] and an afternoon of ice bags. Yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And shoot. Bad timing. &lt;em&gt;Tomorrow is the frog dissection in Biology.&lt;/em&gt; Oh Kami help me! Here I am researching some info on the Anatomy of a Frog and I can’t even look at the freaking pictures… what will happen tomorrow will a real and up-close frog!?!? And I’m supposed to bring the camera!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid kismet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the frog prince? Well, the princess got guts to kiss or maybe just to even touch the animal! It’s times like these that you’d wish you were born a sadist than an empathetic human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, equivalent exchange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized this isn’t alchemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I have a vision of what will happen tomorrow. The frog’s not going to croak. I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna bet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-5845359661703763092?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/5845359661703763092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=5845359661703763092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5845359661703763092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5845359661703763092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/02/way-it-rolls-late-post.html' title='The way it rolls... //Late Post//'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-8875214639480051127</id><published>2008-02-25T14:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:26:27.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><title type='text'>Moonlit smiles.</title><content type='html'>We were &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to be &lt;em&gt;practicing&lt;/em&gt; but there were so few of us that we ended up... &lt;em&gt;procrastinating.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. We still have a week to go. &lt;strong&gt;One more blasted week till the play. Two more freakin weeks till Freedom. And one month till it's buh-bye.&lt;/strong&gt; I'll miss TLC! I'll miss Girls Like Chicken! I'll miss those who are transferring next year!&lt;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/cry.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last Friday was... twistedly fun. Yeah. We didn't practice, we didn't eat a full meal [dinner = Krispy Kreme?!?!], we weren't able to buy Masquerade [kill me.] and Mediator [terminated.] that we [All of us except Mariel] were &lt;u&gt;dying&lt;/u&gt; &lt;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/dead.gif" /&gt;to buy [Now that we had cash that is...] or the shoes that they [Estelle and Pop Tart Ivanne] wanted to buy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in a way, we were content. All it took was some icing and sprinkles at Martha's Cakes, a full moon rising up the sky [we were amazed. no need for pity.] a few magic words from Estelle &lt;em&gt;"Inaantok na ko..."&lt;/em&gt; and a magic trick... well, an ALMOST accomplished magic trick. [Bad timing for the driver to arrive!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unbelievably, we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[okay, kill me later after I reminisce.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-8875214639480051127?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/8875214639480051127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=8875214639480051127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/8875214639480051127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/8875214639480051127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/02/moonlit-smiles.html' title='Moonlit smiles.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/th_cry.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-5637743191157668528</id><published>2008-02-19T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:25:14.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg Cabot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesse de Silva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephenie Meyer'/><title type='text'>Fireworks going “bang”</title><content type='html'>THE PLAY! THE PLAY! THE PLAY!&lt;br /&gt;ugh. I just realized... I'd rather play a part in the play than be the scriptwriter... okay, if the play's in English, I'd gladly do the script... but no, it's in &lt;u&gt;Filipino.&lt;/u&gt; Not that I hate Filipino or anything... I'm just not good at writing in Filipino [poor vocab.] I know. I'm ashamed to admit it. But it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, like last year, the play is like the 'start' in the countdown to summer... or the end of the school year. wah... I want the school year to end already... but I don't want to leave my classmates... Honestly, SMG is more united than TLC. But still, have some sentiment dude! There were lots of good times this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last summer, I admit I didn't get homesick at all when we spent the summer at Dubai. But listening to my friends' plans to meet up in the summer [especially Mariel! she's so hyper!]... I feel a bit jealous. Of course they asked me to stay this summer but... I can't. A part of me wants to stay, a part of me... well, doesn't. And they're for 2 different reasons... well, not really that different now that I think about it... and it's also kinda... twisted in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twisted. That's me. I like twisted stuff... hahaha! Like the movie "The Prestige"- I just watched it last Sunday, it's the movie Foster recommended. And about recommendation, I told Estelle that &lt;strong&gt;The Mediator Series&lt;/strong&gt; by Meg Cabot is... so great! It ties with Stephenie Meyer's Twilight Series in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Edward Cullen VS Jesse de Silva&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hard to choose from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Twilight, bluntly speaking my thoughts, I don't fancy the cast that much... especially now that I saw the pictures... &lt;em&gt;these&lt;/em&gt; pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/twilight_movie.html"&gt;Dilated Eyes...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ~Linkie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Emmett is OKAY... maybe even Carlisle and Jasper... but the rest is just... ugh. Edward looks OLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't kill me for speaking [or writing] my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-5637743191157668528?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/5637743191157668528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=5637743191157668528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5637743191157668528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5637743191157668528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/02/fireworks-going-bang.html' title='Fireworks going “bang”'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-8408481884059758866</id><published>2008-02-16T20:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:22:49.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadistic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Bloods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melissa dela Cruz'/><title type='text'>p a n n i c k [and depression.]</title><content type='html'>Let me quote my my shout out in friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;PA·NNICK&lt;br /&gt;noun. plural: panics&lt;br /&gt;→overpowering fear or anxiety&lt;br /&gt;→funny person or thing (slang)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been making A LOT of mistakes [mostly wrong decisions] this past week. I don't even want to write ANY of it here... to embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe I'll tell you about my LATEST mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the mall, hoping to buy Masquerade by Melissa da la Cruz, the sequel to her Blue Bloods novel. And just my luck, [or lack of it.] I checked FOUR bookstores and it's all SOLD OUT. -sigh- And to think now is the time that I HAVE MONEY and the books are ON SALE. How pathetic. I really didn't want to go to the mall... I'm not much of a shopper anyway. But wishful thinking... nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;-groans- I have TONS to do for Monday... and I could've accomplished HALF of it if I haven't been so... STUPID. [Infinity times.]&lt;br /&gt;I know. So negative. Not the usual me. But I just feel so MISERABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Bite me.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And check out this pic. It's so sadistic that I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" width="450" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="id=77445089&amp;amp;width=1337"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/77445089/"&gt;:Enjoy_your_breakfast_&lt;/a&gt; by *&lt;a class="u" href="http://nocturnalmoth.deviantart.com/"&gt;nocturnalMoTH&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-8408481884059758866?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/8408481884059758866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=8408481884059758866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/8408481884059758866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/8408481884059758866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/02/p-n-n-i-c-k-and-depression.html' title='p a n n i c k [and depression.]'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-1845601802939761805</id><published>2008-02-13T18:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:20:40.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moments'/><title type='text'>Flustered and Flushed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Happy Hearts.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No exclamation point in the end? Well, I may like TONS of Romantic stories, but I'm not much of a Valentine celebrant. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there was a &lt;u&gt;horrible and &lt;i&gt;fishy&lt;/i&gt; stench in the classroom.&lt;/u&gt; Nobody knew what it was or where it came from. We first got a whiff of it when we re-entered the classroom after the Opening Prayer and Flag Ceremony. &lt;i&gt;I then realized how grateful I am for my &lt;strong&gt;kikay&lt;/strong&gt; classmates&lt;/i&gt; [unfortunately, the Queen of all Kikays-- sorority sister Limbeth, was absent]&lt;i&gt; for bringing colognes with them.&lt;/i&gt; But still, as the day progressed on, the stench got &lt;u&gt;deadlier.&lt;/u&gt; That's why, we spent the Music Class, the last period for the day, [making Valentines Cards for our 'rents. You'd think it was Arts class!] outside the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what else happened today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Estelle's constant bugging?&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer's constant hugging?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hahaha! Nice one! It rhymed!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we had the fire drill, 30 item quiz in PE [supposed to be 60 items! Thank you Lord!], the rushed quiz in Accounting [I realized I love Steno more...], this cool manga I borrowed from Mariel- Shoujo Beat [The Gentlemen's Alliance! So much like Gakuen Alice! WAIT! They're both GA!] and it had the cute gothic lolita... Nana something is her name... "Killer Abs" with Ru-sempai [Jesse! hahaha!] and... &lt;strong&gt;the stench.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, finally, Baby Dino's confession &lt;em&gt;through me&lt;/em&gt; [and Therese]. Yes. Confession as in declaration of attraction. As in CRUSH issues. How did I get myself in that mess? I wanted to go to 7 Eleven... and so, BRIBE. -sigh- Well how come &lt;strong&gt;I'm [who doesn't have feelings] &lt;u&gt;flustered and flushed&lt;/u&gt; while she [the one who likes the guy] feels... NOTHING!&lt;/strong&gt; -sigh- There's seriously something wrong with me... I don't know what or why or HOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw Valentines. [I still have plans though...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy B-day Mariel!&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha! Where's your Pilot Pen???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-1845601802939761805?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/1845601802939761805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=1845601802939761805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1845601802939761805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1845601802939761805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/02/flustered-and-flushed.html' title='Flustered and Flushed.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-8108512569274306887</id><published>2008-02-12T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:18:19.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Killah...</title><content type='html'>I really need to set my priorities straight.&lt;br /&gt;My lazziness level has come up to a whole new level. The fact that I'm blogging at this very moment is proof of it. ARGH! Just hold on Annick! Only 2 more months till freedom! Today was... very uh... I can't find the right word. I think I only attended 4 subjects today because of [a.]COMELEC [b.]CEM Test [c.]Some teachers were absent and finally [d.] class picture.&lt;br /&gt;wah! okay okay okay! Tomorrow, I am... I can't say I'm banning myself from using my laptop since I DO need it afterall... okay, tomorrow and for the rest of this week, only 1 HOUR to surf the net. The rest of the time will be spent on school work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-8108512569274306887?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/8108512569274306887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=8108512569274306887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/8108512569274306887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/8108512569274306887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/02/killah.html' title='Killah...'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-4089569163768305106</id><published>2008-02-11T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:17:15.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Woohoo.</title><content type='html'>Yay! New layout!&lt;br /&gt;Man, it took me DAYS to find one that FITS. I mean... sets sparks the first time I saw it. It would be a lot easier if I knew &lt;u&gt;how to make my own layout.&lt;/u&gt; We're studying HTML in our Computer Class... but it's just the basic codes and all. It's something that I can only use to spice up my Friendster Profile.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Maybe I'll teach myself to make a layout this &lt;u&gt;summer.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah! Here I am writing down the things I &lt;u&gt;want&lt;/u&gt; to do and &lt;s&gt;abandoning&lt;/s&gt; [Err... I guess that's much too strong word.] PROCRASTINATING. I really have TONS to do... I actually made a list... but in the list, everything will be done &lt;u&gt;tomorrow&lt;/u&gt; or the next couple of days. Wow. Very sneaky Annick.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I DID do some work today... started a draft for the Script. [Honestly, writing is one of my passions. But writing in &lt;b&gt;Filipino&lt;/b&gt; is really hard for me.] I found some poems for English and I just needed to add some PiX for the Investigatory Project Presentation... ugh. The Oral Defense will be &lt;b&gt;bloody.&lt;/b&gt; I'm sure for it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, what to look forward for tomorrow? Just like any other day I guess... Oh wait! ARSC Election! Of course!&lt;br /&gt;Uh... no comment on that.&lt;br /&gt;buh-bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-4089569163768305106?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/4089569163768305106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=4089569163768305106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4089569163768305106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/4089569163768305106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/02/woohoo.html' title='Woohoo.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-9123526269210899039</id><published>2008-02-10T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:16:04.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vampires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>Random Facts... to share.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 15px; COLOR: #1a0a13; PADDING-TOP: 8px; FONT-FAMILY: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cfcf95"&gt;&lt;h2 style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 110%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #000; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Annick&amp;amp;gender=f"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Annick!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Annick is the only metal that is liquid at room temperature!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Medieval knights put the skin of Annick on their sword handles to improve the grip!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first Annick was made in 1853, and had no pedals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carnivorous animals will not eat another animal that has been hit by Annick.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Annick can smell some things up to six miles away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Devoid of her cells and proteins, Annick has the same chemical makeup as sea water.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Annick is often used in place of milk in food photography, because milk goes soggy more quickly than Annick!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the Spanish edition of Cluedo, Annick is the victim.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Annick can turn her stomach inside out!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Annick cannot swim.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #cfcf95; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5f5f42; TEXT-ALIGN: center" action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Go"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er... that was... unexpected. The only thing I can approve for sure is the last one. Uh... here's Edward's...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 15px; COLOR: #1a0a13; PADDING-TOP: 8px; FONT-FAMILY: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cfcf95"&gt;&lt;h2 style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 110%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #000; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Edward" gender="m"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Edward Cullen!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Edward Cullen can fly at an average speed of fifteen kilometres an hour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The state nickname of Iowa is 'The Edward Cullen state'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scientists believe that Edward Cullen began billions of years ago as an enormous ball of dust and gas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michelangelo finished his great statue of Edward Cullen in 1504, after eighteen months work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Edward Cullen kept at the window will keep vampires at bay!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are more than two hundred different kinds of Edward Cullen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humans have 46 chromosomes, peas have 14, and Edward Cullen has 7.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Edward Cullen is actually a vegetable, not a fruit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The average duration of sexual intercourse for Edward Cullen is two minutes!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bees visit over three million flowers to make a single kilogram of Edward Cullen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Go"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahaha! Look at No. 5! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Read the rest-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;STOP! WHAT!?!?! &lt;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/mad.gif" /&gt; Err... this is biology.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-9123526269210899039?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/9123526269210899039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=9123526269210899039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/9123526269210899039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/9123526269210899039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-facts-to-share.html' title='Random Facts... to share.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/th_mad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-2251419572445769909</id><published>2008-02-10T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:13:28.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tarot card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><title type='text'>I am the Magician.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/fantastical/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Magician&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Skill, wisdom, adaptation. Craft, cunning, depending on dignity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Eleoquent and charismatic both verbally and in writing,&lt;br /&gt;you are clever, witty, inventive and persuasive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Magician is the male power of creation, creation by willpower and desire. In that ancient sense, it is the ability to make things so just by speaking them aloud. Reflecting this is the fact that the Magician is represented by Mercury. He represents the gift of tongues, a smooth talker, a salesman. Also clever with the slight of hand and a medicine man - either a real doctor or someone trying to sell you snake oil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well okay then... I just hope I can use my powers to let this week pass on by without much... pressure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-2251419572445769909?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/2251419572445769909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=2251419572445769909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/2251419572445769909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/2251419572445769909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-magician.html' title='I am the Magician.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-1217679462928978907</id><published>2008-02-09T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:09:55.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>Wandering.</title><content type='html'>What am I currently doing? Downloading the songs of Dashboard Confessional- hoping that it'll give even a DROPLET of inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;I'm beat.&lt;br /&gt;I can't think straight... I HAVE LOADS TO DO and I haven't started ANYTHING yet.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, procrastinating as usual. Sloth has got to be the sin I despise the most.&lt;br /&gt;Argh! I can't &lt;u&gt;write&lt;/u&gt; a single thing or even try to &lt;u&gt;photoshop&lt;/u&gt; some PiX for my Fwendz. Gah! I'm loosin' it... NO!&lt;br /&gt;This sucks. Where can you buy inspiration anyway?&lt;br /&gt;... I wish it was summer already... then again, no. I still want to be with my Fwendz.&lt;br /&gt;Okay... no other motivations? Fine.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just have to force myself.&lt;br /&gt;I love Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;I hate Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I want to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-1217679462928978907?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/1217679462928978907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=1217679462928978907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1217679462928978907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/1217679462928978907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/02/wandering.html' title='Wandering.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-9048364189198590314</id><published>2008-02-04T19:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:08:34.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>WaRNiNG.</title><content type='html'>-groans- I have a lot to do and yet I still feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" width="300" border="1" style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 32pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 64pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: webdings"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: white; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;No smoking around Annick. Thank you for your co-operation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-9048364189198590314?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/9048364189198590314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=9048364189198590314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/9048364189198590314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/9048364189198590314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/02/warning.html' title='WaRNiNG.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-6667893257072580012</id><published>2008-02-03T09:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:07:26.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls Like Chicken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Girls Like Chicken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was tiring. It was humorous. It was hunger-and-thirst inducing. It was fun. It was full of bloopers. It was "food-nourishing". It was angst-filled. &lt;strong&gt;It was great.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;Girls Like Chicken.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;PaperPLATES and PlasticCUPS... =) --The Great Escape.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah! Jennifer! Give me the pictures! Give it! I need to Adobe! Adobe! &lt;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/xp.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-oh. I forgot. Homeworks first. -Groans- &lt;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/annoyed.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-6667893257072580012?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/6667893257072580012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=6667893257072580012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6667893257072580012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/6667893257072580012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/02/girls-like-chicken.html' title='Girls Like Chicken.'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/th_xp.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-25086516539492165</id><published>2008-02-01T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:07:53.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg Cabot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWENDZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>I can't sleep...</title><content type='html'>RAWR. &lt;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/cry.gif" /&gt;I'm troubled... at the same time... ironic to admit, a bit happy.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's start with the &lt;strong&gt;negative reasons&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/dead.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. MUSIC PROJECT. We have to interview a DJ and Ms. Goloy still hasn't e-mailed me the letter!&lt;br /&gt;2. We have no questions to ask... yet.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm short on cash. I really really want to buy something right now... craving...&lt;br /&gt;4. I have lots to do and yet I'm procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;5. Petty arguments... &lt;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/annoyed.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I CAN'T SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the last reason isn't a surprise. I'm a nocturnal being.&lt;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/bored.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to the positive list.&lt;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/wink.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll be hanging out with my friends tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;2. Spread addiction. Hahaha! This should be number one on my list. Now, there are more people [my classmates] who are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Addicted to anime. Namely, Ouran Highschool Host Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading. The twilight series, Meg Cabot books and a paperback with a violet cover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laughing. My friends = laughing gas. Now it's spreading throughout the classroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I finally finished Jigoku Shoujo Season 2! Kya~! Ichimoku Ren!&lt;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/love.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Has an interesting book in hand.&lt;br /&gt;5. Busy = Not dying from ennui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the last reason also has it's negative side effect. Yes, I'm busy with things I &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to do and yet... I don't know where to start!&lt;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/darn.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-25086516539492165?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/25086516539492165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=25086516539492165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/25086516539492165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/25086516539492165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-cant-sleep.html' title='I can&apos;t sleep...'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k21/_A_11/Emote/th_cry.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-5018490296070448423</id><published>2008-01-30T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:03:41.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>Extras...</title><content type='html'>Just decided to try some online quizzes... I know. So random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is 113&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyoureqquiz/eq-5.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an average day, you're quite happy, together, and content. You live your life well.&lt;br /&gt;Your emotions aren't always stable, but you can go along with the ups and downs pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be motivated, energetic, focused, and level headed.&lt;br /&gt;You see the world pretty rationally, and you don't tend to over dramatize things. When things are bad, you know they eventually have to get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Cameo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolororangeareyouquiz/cameo.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are understanding and very empathetic.&lt;br /&gt;You don't tend to have acquaintances. Everyone is your friend.&lt;br /&gt;And all of your friends tend to be friends. You have a knack for bringing very different people together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolororangeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Orange Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Chocolate Cake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofcakeareyouquiz/chocolate-cake.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun, comforting, and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;You are a true classic, and while you're not super cutting edge, you're high quality.&lt;br /&gt;People love your company - and have even been known to get addicted to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcakeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cake Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-5018490296070448423?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/5018490296070448423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=5018490296070448423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5018490296070448423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/5018490296070448423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/01/extras.html' title='Extras...'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-7846105262540316817</id><published>2008-01-29T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:02:19.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vampires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vampire Knight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Bloods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephenie Meyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melissa dela Cruz'/><title type='text'>Pure Coincidences</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Vampires.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to become... well, &lt;em&gt;addicted&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;fascinated&lt;/em&gt; about them eversince I started reading Twilight by Stephenie Meyer.&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm reading Vampire Knight- a manga by Matsuri Hino, and I've just finished reading Blue Bloods by Melissa De La Cruz.&lt;br /&gt;There's a coincidence... an incest. Well, not &lt;em&gt;exactly&lt;/em&gt; an incest, but the brother-to-sister pairing...&lt;br /&gt;In Blue Bloods, there are the twins Jack and Mimi [who I really hate] Force bound by blood since birth. And then there's the revelation in Vampire Knight that Yuuki Cross, is actually the younger sister of Kaname Kuran and her betrothed.&lt;br /&gt;Coincidence? All the vampire novels I've read [which is actually very very few] have many differences in their 'legends' or origins. But it's a cool coincidence isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, now that I've finished reading Blue Bloods, here's my opinion on it:&lt;br /&gt;There's not much romance in Blue Bloods as there is in Twilight, but the former book is still a page-turner for me. I may be a romance reader [at times. more of a fantast reader actually...] but I was drawn to the mystery behind Blue Bloods. The legend stuff on the &lt;em&gt;Blue Bloods&lt;/em&gt;- or vampires, is so... &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt;, not cliche' at all. That's why... that's why... I WANT TO BUY MASQUERADE NOW NOW NOW!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm acting very spoiled. Bad.&lt;br /&gt;But it's true. Man, I'm spending a lot on books nowadays. I'm not even watching anime anymore! Getting too addicted to books! But that doesn't mean I don't like anime anymore... I just don't have time. Oh well, summer's drawing near. That means I have to start SAVING for &lt;strong&gt;anime DVDs and books.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of books, the one I bought on a booksale, Caribbean Cruisin', has been circulating for a while now... hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-7846105262540316817?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/7846105262540316817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=7846105262540316817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7846105262540316817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/7846105262540316817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/01/pure-coincidences.html' title='Pure Coincidences'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6429674143438226465.post-659271245330306894</id><published>2008-01-27T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:00:19.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg Cabot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Beddor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trudi Canavan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shannon Hale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephenie Meyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melissa dela Cruz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Bookstore'/><title type='text'>Extremely Ecstatic</title><content type='html'>iLabLabBooKs. =) I know I'm a &lt;u&gt;bookworm&lt;/u&gt; and so?&lt;br /&gt;Chuchi and I went to the [kinda] main branch of National Bookstore in Cubao. And gosh, there were 4 floors of books! Our eyes hurt from browsing all the bargain books and our hands were covered with a thin LAYER of dust. But it was worth it. =) Coming a long way there... riding the MRT [When was the last time I rode there before yesterday?]... because I managed to buy 3 books included in my booklist.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I made a list... a long list... of books I wanted to buy.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Black Magician Trilogy [Trudi Canavan]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;s&gt;The Magician's Guild&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+The Novice&lt;br /&gt;+The High Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;Blue Bloods&lt;/s&gt; and Masquerade by Melissa DeLa Cruz &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom Nights from Hell - Meg Cabot, Stephenie Meyer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mediator Series [Meg Cabot]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Shadowland&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;s&gt;Ninth Key&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Reunion&lt;br /&gt;+Darkest Hour&lt;br /&gt;+Haunted&lt;br /&gt;+Twilight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jinx by Meg Cabot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Looking Glass Wars [Frank Beddor]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+The Looking Glass Wars&lt;br /&gt;+Seeing Redd&lt;br /&gt;*The Law of Wonderland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goose Girl by Shannon Hale&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what now? I'll start saving my allowance again! I want to complete The Black Magician Trilogy first, then Masquerade by Melissa DeLa Cruz, then I'll buy the Looking Glass Wars trilogy... even if the last book still isn't out... =)&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am so materialistic. But hey, this is better than spending my money on clothes or shoes. I least I get to learn something... ahahaha. Nerd. I know... &lt;em&gt;It's very disturbing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6429674143438226465-659271245330306894?l=somniferous-bite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/feeds/659271245330306894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6429674143438226465&amp;postID=659271245330306894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/659271245330306894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6429674143438226465/posts/default/659271245330306894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somniferous-bite.blogspot.com/2008/01/extremely-ecstatic.html' title='Extremely Ecstatic'/><author><name>Rei-chan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
